Sunday Class

Yesterday was an extremely emotional class as we discussed Jim's death and also the death of Laurie's fiance', Tommy. The class was as wonderful as it was emotional. Tim O'Malley was the perfect teacher for us yesterday. He knows us all well and he was great about opening up discussion. There were definitely tears but also laughter as we shared memories. He suggested that we write some of these down to send to his family and to Second City. There is another article on Jim today in the Chicago Tribune.

I think our class is really bonding again which is something that we need. After class we spent a good hour acting like Junior High drama kids at Corcorans. We had a window booth and would wave enthusiastically at everyone walking by and then laugh hysterically. Maybe we all needed that release. One guy walked by and thought that he probably somehow knew us. He paused, partially waved, then looked inquisitive. I just waved him on because why torture him. Then we raised the dorkiness level by acting like mannequins in the window. No one stopped to look. I can't believe I just shared this information. I mean we were pathetic but we also were dying of laughter. It was just what we needed.