Spring Break Pt.1, St. Patty's Day, and So Much More

Being as I’m in New Orleans, I am not nearly as hung-over today as I would have been had I spent the Saturday before St. Patrick’s Day in Chicago. I’m actually pretty functional today, so I thought that I would post another entry.

Last weekend, I went with a few friends to see a comedy show at the La Nuit Comedy Theater near my house. I have wanted to check out shows there for awhile and last Saturday night turned out to be as good a night as any. The comedy group “Comedy Sportz” has a weekly show on Saturday, so that’s what we went to. “Comedy Sportz” has groups all over the country, including one in Chicago, which I actually had never seen. The idea behind “Comedy Sportz” is that there are two teams with three improv actors on each team and a referee that acts as the M.C. for the show. The two teams play a variety of improv games in which they come up with songs, raps, and scenes on the fly. All of the people in the show were very talented and I was pretty amazed with how they feed off of each other and are able to produce such a funny show. These actors made it seem so easy but I’m sure that’s because they’ve had years of experience. The four of us who went had such a good time that we went to a free show there on Thursday night. Three different comedy groups (with all of the actors being around my age) performed and they were all extremely funny, especially the last two. The theater is fairly small (seats probably around 50 people), so in between each show, the actors would walk around and talk to the crowd. Hearing some of their stories and how they got into improve was very cool. A lot of them were currently taking improve and classes at the theater and were trying to convince us it would be something fun to try out. It’s definitely something to think about and would probably be fun. So maybe it’s something I’ll do before I leave. All four of us said it was something we’d consider. We all had a really great time at these shows and found it interesting to watch and study the actors in how they perform.

This week at work was very hectic. As I said in my last posting, March is a very busy month for us because of all the students who come down to New Orleans on alternate spring break trip. Since my foot has finally healed, I was back working on houses last week. I was the House Captain for a house in Hollygrove and was working with a fellow House Captain, Bridgette, who was acting as my support staff for the week. Bridgette is one of the two girls who started in March, so this was my first time working with her. We had a group of 18 students who came with Hillel from the University of Hillel. Out of the 18, 15 were girls. When the group first I arrived and I noticed this, I was happy that they were going to be painting the exterior of the house. Most of the girls painted, while the three guys (and one girl) built a fence on the homeowner’s property. Leroy, the homeowner, is in his mid 60s, is a veteran and has experience working in construction. When we arrived at his house on Monday, he was outside waiting for us and, shockingly, ready to work. He spent a good portion of the day talking to the volunteers and showing them what he wanted and the best ways to paint. At first, this was a big burden lifted off my shoulder. But by the end of the week it just became annoying because he was all over everything that everybody was doing. His heart was in the right place, but it became frustrating to everyone on the site. When he would leave for a few hours, everybody would joke that we needed to hurry up and finish before he got back or else he would find something else that he didn’t like. Leroy was a really nice guy and interacted well with the group, but we all just wanted him to let go a little bit. Working with so many 18-21 year old Jewish girls was quite hilarious. Some of their conversations were pretty ridiculous and Bridgette and I often times found ourselves looking at each other laughing. It was 80 degrees and sunny almost every day and it felt great to be back working on houses. I was feeling a bit burned out before injuring my foot, but the time in the office rejuvenated me a lot. Last week was the first week in awhile that I spent on site, and I had such a good time. It was 80 degrees and sunny everyday. So I was nice and burnt by the end of the week and worked up a good sweat everyday. Overall, I found it to be a very successful week, as we nearly completed the week’s work scope, and I had a lot of fun with my group. I was supposed to meet up with the group in the French Quarter on Saturday night, but as I’ll tell you in a bit, I didn’t make it.

Because my foot has healed, I have been able to begin working out and running again. After working outside all day and going to the gym a few times after work, I’m feeling better physically than I have in a few months. I’d like to think that I’m pretty motivated to workout right now and will find a good routine in going to the gym. I think my daily schedule will help me be more successful in regularly working out. It has always been a struggle for me, but because I get home at 4:45 every day and live 10 minutes away from the gym, I can be home having worked out by 6:30 or 7. In my old job, it was always a struggle to find time to workout and still have time for myself. But now I have the time.

So now that I’ve told you about everything else that has been going on over the past week, I’m sure y’all want to hear about my (Saturday before) St. Patrick’s Day. I knew going in that there was absolutely no way that it could compare to my St. Patrick’s Days of the previous two years. The parties that my apartment threw the last two years were pretty legendary. A feeling of nostalgia hit me yesterday when I realized that there was no party and all of my friends were going to be out drinking in Chicago. Despite all of this and the fact that it was raining when I woke up, I set out to have another memorable day. I went down to the intersection of Magazine Street and Louisiana Avenue with Patrick, Jon, and Jordan around 1:00. There are a lot of bars near that intersection and a parade was going to be passing through. We had a pretty good time drinking and hanging out waiting for the parade, which came around 3. After going through Mardi Gras, I am pretty paraded out, so this one was just alright. I had a good time and was pretty drunk by 5, when Jon, Patrick, Patrick’s girlfriend (Megan), and I went down to the French Quarter. We walked around there until around 8. It was pretty empty in the French Quarter and I realized that St. Patrick’s Day in New Orleans just isn’t the same as it is back home. I was drunk and tired by 8 but Jon and Megan wanted to stay out. So Pat and I went back to Megan’s car and napped for an hour. We were hoping that when we woke up, we’d be ready to go again, but we were both still exhausted. I tried to stay out as long as I could because my volunteers from the week told me they were going to be there around 11, but I just couldn’t do it. We stopped for burritos on the way home and I fell asleep around 10:30. I wanted to make it out again, but had been out too long and couldn’t do it. It was a good day, not incredible, but good. There’s always next year.

I have another packed week coming up, so I’ll hopefully have another posting for you next Sunday, at which time the Illini will be headed to the Sweet 16. ILL-INI…