When I first got on the Redroom as a completely unplublished writer/rabid blogger the overwhelming welcome was warm, genuine and wonderful.

A year later as an unpulbished rabid blogger doing a seven week improvisational theater festival in San Francisco I still find the words genuine warm and wonderful to be true.

This weekend was pretty incredible: When Improv meets writers.

I had the distinct honor of hosting a young improvisational ensemble out of The University of Southern California called Second Nature Improv. They perform at their university an improvisational format called "The Armando" (created at iO Chicago and namesaked after New York improviser, teacher and actor Armando Diaz) Armando is the virtual "God that sees all" throughout the improv set. He is the monologist to the actors to inspire scenes from what he (Armando) brings

Well, Second Nature likes to have Armando's who have incredible rich lives and stories to share. They asked me (since my life is worthless and meaniless) if they could get some great monologists who reside in the Bay Area.

Robin Williams is a hard man to peg. So is Danny Glover who I did a fast movie with. So I put a ton of feelers around. One of the kids from USC asked "Have you heard of Andrew Leland"

But of course. I told them he would be a great choice. They then said they would love to get Armandos like Andrew.

This is when I realized I'm an avid blogger that is not published on the Redroom. An email to Jane Ganahl. An email to Todd Zuniga.

And the next thing I know, they have banded together to grab Daniel Handler, who was more than up to play with these great kids for The San Francisco Improv Festival.

He probably gave the San Francisco Improv World (admittedly, the biggest roaring geeks and nerds in the greater theater community) the biggest thrills of their lives. The man even brought cookies to the rehearsal. He weathered being in the quite warm confines of The Shelton Playhouse Stage 2 and the even creepier woman who if she screamed anymore at the top of the show? She was three seconds away from my black ass coming out and turning Chicago Bouncer on her.

He braved the photo op. He came out and ended an improv set. He told incredible stories on stalkers and pineapples.

He once again, dealt with me. This time without having to throw water in his own face.

When I leave San Francisco Spring of 2009 for Los Angeles, there are a lot of things that I will carry along with me. This weekend and the Literary Community is one of them. I'm honored to be a part of this community. I'm grateful to Jane. I'm grateful to Ivory. Very greatful to Todd and Andrew Leland and Midori.

And I'm very grateful to you Mr. Snicket for making my five year festival just a little more special for an actor/improviser/unpublished rabid blogger.

Yes. Scott Peterson probably has a friggin blog. But does he blog on the Redroom with great people like this? I don't think so.

Suck it Scott Peterson. Suck it.