I feel like a Superhero

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I know, given my obsession with Superheroes, particularly those of the live-action, opening-this-Friday type (pretty excited about that, Ghost Rider Schmost Rider) you might not think it’s a stretch that I feel like a Superhero, but after this last weekend at the improv festival I really feel like I relate to them. I felt like an actual Superhero.

In L.A., I’m nobody, nobody knows me, nobody knows I’ve done ten years of shows, that I have this sketch group that known, somewhat, in the comedy scene. So it’s just this whole other life that nobody in L.A. knows about, like Superman and Krypton. In L.A. I’m Clark Kent, who nobody could even imagine goes and does these outrageous things in front of crowds and with this whole community. I mean look at this morning’s “Good Morning” and imagine the pleasure I have of looking people straight in the eye here knowing, well, that they have no idea that this image of me exists. Of course in that picture I look like “DickandBallsMan.” Even when Clark and I joke about our powers, nobody believes us. “I’ll just fly Lois” “Haha, oh Clark.” “And then Kate came out dressed as a huge lesbian stabbing the air with a dildo.” “Haha, oh Adam.”

Oh, I also try and suck things into my hand before I pick them up. I don’t just immediatly pick things like remote controls up, I hold my hand like a few feet away and then just…try…then I pick it up. But that’s kind of a different topic.

-supaidaman2ka.jpg

I know, given my obsession with Superheroes, particularly those of the live-action, opening-this-Friday type (pretty excited about that, Ghost Rider Schmost Rider) you might not think it’s a stretch that I feel like a Superhero, but after this last weekend at the improv festival I really feel like I relate to them. I felt like an actual Superhero.

In L.A., I’m nobody, nobody knows me, nobody knows I’ve done ten years of shows, that I have this sketch group that known, somewhat, in the comedy scene. So it’s just this whole other life that nobody in L.A. knows about, like Superman and Krypton. In L.A. I’m Clark Kent, who nobody could even imagine goes and does these outrageous things in front of crowds and with this whole community. I mean look at this morning’s “Good Morning” and imagine the pleasure I have of looking people straight in the eye here knowing, well, that they have no idea that this image of me exists. Of course in that picture I look like “DickandBallsMan.” Even when Clark and I joke about our powers, nobody believes us. “I’ll just fly Lois” “Haha, oh Clark.” “And then Kate came out dressed as a huge lesbian stabbing the air with a dildo.” “Haha, oh Adam.”

Oh, I also try and suck things into my hand before I pick them up. I don’t just immediatly pick things like remote controls up, I hold my hand like a few feet away and then just…try…then I pick it up. But that’s kind of a different topic.

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