For Christmas, I got Izzy tickets to Hamilton in August. On the spirit of giving Brandt a theatrical experience too, I got him tickets to see the live improv show Whose Line is it Anyway? I gave him the option of going with me or Kent, and because I'm the favorite (wink wink), he and I went this evening.
We started our date with dinner at 180 Tacos, chatted amiably as we drove to Salt Lake, and went to the show.
I'm so impressed with people who can improv. They are so clever and quick thinking. The four men who performed were hilarious and had us all in stitches. The show was off-color in parts, and I even had to have Brandt explain something to me. I hope he didn't mind whispering in my ear what I was ignorant about. He didn't seem embarrassed. The sound quality was terrible: there were moments we couldn't hear those on stage at all. Brandt could have done a better job mixing the show. But apart from that, we had a terrific time and laughed and laughed.
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