Bonus New York Trip Pictures
Again, a few pictures that I wasn't able to get up on my photoblog:
A skywriting phone number circles the tallest building in Brooklyn. It's fading into unreadability.
More of the number, but no clues as to what it's for.
Brett has an ink stamp of his face. We all stamped our hands before going out, so people would know what we're about.
Deep in the bowels of the UCB Theater. A rare moment when there wasn't a semi-famous comedian smoking pot.
My improv group, James Jackson, backstage before our set. Can you feel the excitement?
A James Jackson group photo.
Brett and his fiancee. Between constantly being backstage and in lobbies, everyone they told about their engagement had to celebrate very quiety.
Graffitti.
Brett and Ian step outside for a smoke.
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Major props to the notion of having a rubber stamp made of your face.
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