Recently I’ve been increasing the number of blog posts which talk about impro, not intentionally, but in response to the number of Google referals I’ve been getting recently now that Scared Scriptless (web site design still pending) is back up and running at the Clarence Hotel in Sydney. I’ve also been a bit shy about posting in public about it, why I’m not too sure, but an increasing number of players are telling me they bumped into my site, so I’m guessing it aint too bad, and it is safe to come out of hiding so to speak.
Anyway, today I had another one of those classic Theatresports degrees of separation moments. Last weekend I went to a non-impro wedding interstate, where I met a Science Communicator who was a nose bogey giving guided nostril tours at the Edinburgh Science Festival. Amusing, and a nice claim to fame, she outa do impro. Then another non-impro person mentioned a Science Communicator friend of theirs who was currently doing a Theatresports course. Nice coincidence, and I left it at that.
So tonight I’m at the show buying a drink at the bar, and this guy says he liked my gibberish endowments scene. A short exchange later and I find out he’s doing an impro course, and is a muso as well, and as we’re always looking for talented musos, he gives me his business card. Hmm… the first name sounds familiar. Bam! It’s the Science Communicator guy mentioned at the wedding, he knew about the wedding, knows where I used to work, and had already heard second hand the story about the nose bogey girl, yet didn’t know about me or who I was. No connection, but amazing coincidence.
Freaky coincidences like this seem to haunt my life, and at times it makes me question whether there’s more to it than just coincidence. But then I remember that so much of our lives is not coincidence, that perhaps the significant thing is that on average we should actually have more coincidences in life than we do. What a strange thing is existence and the human condition.