Just for Laughs

So, I was going to post this over on the improv forums, but then I thought it's better to just leave this little musing here where I can let creep out a little anxiety rather than just have it look like I'm tooting my own horn.

So, Backpack Picnic was one of three or four sketch groups selected to attend the Just for Laughs festival in Montreal, and we depart tomorrow. Our shows are on Wednesday and Thursday. Two 15(?!) minute sets, and no video projection, thus robbing us of our most distinctive troupe aspect. Actually, as a stage troupe we hardly exist, but as an online troupe, we are one of the most prolific in the country (36 sketches and 1 TV pilot in the last year, baby). By far, this will be the biggest industry event I've ever been to, and I think that and the fact that Backpack has a TV Pilot in the can with Fort Ricky is making all of us a little anxious at the prospects of what might happen. I don't think anyone is letting it go to their heads, but still it's hard not to get a little curious about what this might all mean. Bob Odenkirk and Bill Hader are hosting the show, so even from a meeting cool folks standpoint, it'll be pretty rad. Our recent road pals the Apple Sisters will be playing as well, so it will be good to see them, too.

Actually, it's kind of weird how not nervous I am. Excited if something good does happen, able to roll with new projects if something doesn't. Maybe this is because I'm so peripheral to the whole Backpack endeavor that I don't have too much of my reputation wrapped into this thing. Or maybe it's because I've been having weird and good breaks lately, a run of good luck, that makes me not worry about it that much. Or rather, I think that the luck is the result of just being in a good headspace--like how they say you always find a relationship when you're not particularly hungrily looking for one. Let's hope it's something like that, eh?

Wish me luck.