The improv wedding season begins. Tonight was the wedding of Shad and Hawley.

The guest list was a who's who of improvisers I like and respect. Sitting in the church, looking around, it was nice to see so many familiar faces in an unfamiliar context. Many of them I'd never seen outside of a theater or bar... or in sunlight. I felt a warm sense of community, a feeling I've rarely felt in churches, and don't always feel in theaters if I'm being honest.

The reception was at the Swedish American Museum, a place, like KunkleCo, where many improvisers have worked part-time over the years.

Shad: [giving a speech at the reception] I remember the first time I met Hawley. It was at iO, before a James Jackson show, and she was talking to someone at the back wall by the bar... a spot, I've read, we're not allowed to congregate around anymore because we distract the patrons. [pause for laughs] I introduced myself and we talked a bit. Then James Jackson was introduced by the host, and she said, "I have to go," and ran on stage. But as she ran on stage she looked back at me. People always tell stories about when they knew. Now, I didn't KNOW then... [more laughs] but I did know that she looked back at me.