Austin Improv and Sketch Comedy

Midnight Society @ ColdTowne 8.14.10

Posted: August 18th, 2010 | Author: Nick | Filed under: Videos | Tags: , , , , | No Comments »

Here’s our show from last Saturday. This week, a young comic book entrepreneur tries to hide his affair with a woman named Ironman from his unbelievably gullible wife.

Midnight Society @ ColdTowne 8.14.10 “Pulp Fiction” from Nick Ramirez on Vimeo.

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Midnight Society @ ColdTowne 8.7.10

Posted: August 12th, 2010 | Author: Andy | Filed under: Videos | Tags: , , , , | 1 Comment »

One of our regular performances – Saturdays at 11 at Coldtowne with The Frank Mills. I would call this show “The Crucible.” A boss (Lance) uses the taste of Italian food (prepared by a flamboyant and negligent couple – Joel & Nick) as a test to determine his underling’s (Jericho) future employment. Meanwhile, Michael Williams runs a wine & cheese tasting school and Andy is a video store clerk with unusual theories regarding when to play video games.

Midnight Society 8.7.10 “The Crucible” from Nick Ramirez on Vimeo.

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Batman

Posted: August 6th, 2010 | Author: Nick | Filed under: Writing | Tags: , , , | No Comments »

Jericho and Andy had another chat at work.

Andy: I have a problem

None other than Batman, the Dark Knight himself, has broken into our building and is killing people. I’m scared that he’s going to kill me.

Jericho: Quickly–you need to prepare an elaborate set of theme-based traps and puzzles to stop the spree.

Andy: ok – I have also taken the additional step of calling 411 and finding superman

Jericho: you’re solving a problem with a hand made out of razorblades!

Besides, I thought you were working at a villain temp agency…

Andy: work is work, I’m not a monster

(although I sometimes work for monsters)

Jericho: I’m…actually quite proud of you for leaving your work in the office. I just wanted you to know that, if we never have the chance to speak again.

Andy: that means a lot to -AACCCKKKKKKKKKKKKA

Jericho, this is Batman, I have commandeered this computer

You are next

Jericho: How do I know it’s you? Normally Batman TALKS LIKE THIS.

Andy: I am just Bruce Wayne right now

Jericho: Thank God, Mr. Wayne!I have a problem

None other than Batman, the Dark Knight himself, has broken into our building and is killing people. I’m scared that he’s going to kill me.

Andy: Don’t worry young man – I will handily dispatch the bat.

I have a checkbook that fires money at things

Jericho: heh

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2001: A Space Odyssey (The TV Series)

Posted: August 4th, 2010 | Author: Nick | Filed under: Videos | Tags: , , | No Comments »

A video every Wednesday! This one is from the P! Company (Kyle Sweeney and Midnight Society’s Andy Petruzzo) and played at our June sketch show.

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Collectible Plates Commercial

Posted: July 28th, 2010 | Author: Nick | Filed under: Videos | Tags: , , | No Comments »

From now on, I’m posting a video here every Wednesday. This week, it’s an old one. Deal with it.

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Midnight Society @ Comic-Con

Posted: July 26th, 2010 | Author: Nick | Filed under: Writing | Tags: , , | No Comments »

Lance and I were at Comic-Con this weekend.

At Comic-con. Accidentally took Stan Lee’s sack lunch. Hope no one finds out. #comicconJuly 23, 2010 6:38 pm via Echofon

At #comiccon. Played a prank on Stan Lee about 30 mins ago. Switched his sack lunch with a flaming bag of dog poo. Don’t think he noticed.July 23, 2010 7:03 pm via web

Decided to eat this lunch I stole from Stan Lee. Hope I absorb his powers. #comicconJuly 23, 2010 7:20 pm via Echofon

Some nerd in a homemade “Cinemaster” shirt stole the flaming dog poo and is actually eating it. His beard is literally on fire. #comicconJuly 23, 2010 7:47 pm via web

So it’s been about an hour since I ate Stan Lee’s lunch and let’s just say I smell awful and my beard is gone. His power will soon be mine.July 23, 2010 9:35 pm via Echofon

Now Cinemaster guy is trying to shoot eye lazers. Weird thing is, they seem to work. He just mowed through a mob of storm troopers #comicconJuly 23, 2010 10:11 pm via web

Testing out my powers, I just fought eight batmans. None of them real. Moving onto spidermans. #comicconJuly 23, 2010 11:22 pm via Echofon

These Power Ranger costumes my 5 friends and I made are the hit of #comiccon. Oh no, Cinemaster is coming toward us with lazer eyes! Help mJuly 24, 2010 12:26 am via Echofon

Relaxing after wiping out five power rangers (the originals?). Let the sixth live to warn all the Darth Vaders. #comicconJuly 24, 2010 1:32 am via Echofon

That Cinemaster dweeb just ruined 5 of the Power Rangers costumes I made. Oh, and he killed 5 of my friends. What a dweeb. #comicconJuly 24, 2010 1:56 am via Echofon

That sixth Power Ranger is hanging out with Stan Lee, if he tells him that I stole his sack lunch, I’ll totally splooge. #comicconJuly 24, 2010 2:37 am via Echofon

Just pitched a Cinemaster comic/movie to @TheRealStanLee. He’s eating it up. About to close on a deal in the high six figures. #comicconJuly 24, 2010 3:37 am via Echofon

I never thought about it, but my recent acquisition of super powers would make a good comic book. I should talk to Stan Lee. #comicconJuly 24, 2010 3:51 am via Echofon

Just woke up in a San Diego ditch. I think Stan Lee beat me up and stole my Cinemaster script. All in all, still a fun #comiccon4 minutes ago via web

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Grandpa Excellency

Posted: July 23rd, 2010 | Author: Andy | Filed under: Writing | Tags: , , | No Comments »
Jericho and I (Andy) had an interesting conversation recently.
1:04 PM me: I don’t want to leave
1:11 PM Jericho: You don’t have to go. I’ll do it myself.
1:15 PM me: You will adopt me?
1:16 PM Jericho: Your parents…my son should have never put you on the auction block.
1:17 PM me: They told me I was a slave and I believed them
1:18 PM …maybe I am.
1:19 PM Jericho: This $500 bill says you’re a bought and paid-for free grandson.
1:21 PM me: How may I serve thee, my liege?
Would you like a shoe shine or perhaps a nice sliced fruit
1:22 PM and if its gratification you’re after, my dad trained me in multiple techniques
1:25 PM Jericho: Of course not! You’re free. Just give me an hj!
me: right away, your excellency
1:26 PM Jericho: How about you just call me Grandpa Excellency?
1:31 PM me: whatever you say Grandpa Excellency. Wow, Grandpa Excellency, have you been working out? You have a huge C
1:43 PM Jericho: I dragged my freakishly large C through 2 world wars. That’s why I have so many purple hearts.
1:56 PM me: I will worship you and your purple hearts all my days
1:59 PM Jericho: Whoop. That’s the business. Now wash your hands and let’s get some lunch!
2:04 PM me: can I have a toy
I was given nothing by my parents
2:10 PM Jericho: Only the best for numbah one grand-ah son.
2:14 PM me: Grandpa, can I ask you a question?
2:15 PM Will my C ever be as big as yours?
2:18 PM Jericho: Yes. Someday you’ll have a C to be proud of. Keep eating your happy meals.
me: I love you Grandpa
2:19 PM Jericho: I love you, too, grandson.

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Mr. President

Posted: July 22nd, 2010 | Author: Nick | Filed under: Writing | Tags: , , , | No Comments »
Every now and then, Andy and I will start chatting during work.
2:34 PM Andrew: Mr. President?
2:35 PM me: yes, what is it, i’m very busy
2:37 PM Andrew: Do you think I look pretty in this?
I’m seeing a movie tonight with my man
2:38 PM me: oh for christ’s sake
2:39 PM there’s a war going on, dammit
there won’t be any movies for you to see tomorrow
Andrew: You are being such a worry wort. Just tell me what you think of this blouse, OK?
2:41 PM me: oh fine, just let me turn around
oh my god
you look absolutely beautiful
2:42 PM Andrew: oh. oh, Mr President, I’m blushing!!
me: i’ve been so caught up in this world war that i haven’t even realized i’m in love with you
Andrew: in love with me? wow, just think: the president in love with little old me
2:43 PM me: please, don’t ever stop talking, i now live to hear your voice
tell me, what is this movie you’re planning to see?
2:45 PM Andrew: It’s a classic film, Casablanca. One of my favorites. I used to watch it as a little girl.
Terry loves it too.
2:47 PM me: terry? oh yes, terry
excuse me dear, would you mind opening the window?
Andrew: he’s kinda cute and all, but – he’s not exactly the president of the united states, is he?
oh, not at all
a beautiful day if I do say so myself
2:48 PM me: thank you, now i may jump out of it and plunge to my death
Andrew: WHAT?!? Mr president, no!
me: damn this country, damn this war, if i can’t have you, i can’t live
Andrew: All we have to do is wait for Terry to break up with me
2:49 PM me: break up with you? why would anyone ever break up with you?
Andrew: I’ll start with not putting out
or at least not as often
me: yes, yes, withhold your most previous asset
here’s what you should do:
call the president of norh kora
2:50 PM tell him you’ve found the man that started the war
and then tell him it’s terry
and tell him i said so, too
and then tell him you’ll give him terry to do whatever he likes
and then give him terry
Andrew: OK, but I should warn you, Terry doesn’t like Asian people
2:51 PM he’s actually quite a racist individual
me: that’s ok, that will only make them kill him more
now go, go my lovely!
quickly, we haven’t much time!
for i am about to splooge!
Andrew: I will act with haste, my love
2:52 PM me: and would that i could splooge inside you
Andrew: save it my darling
2:53 PM me: i shall, despite the fact that i’ve heard that’s unhealthy
Andrew: OK I just got off the phone with Terry and he’s working in the shed so he had to go. Oh, Mr President, I don’t know what to do!!
2:55 PM Oh wait you told me to call the leader of North Korea
me: yes, the president of north kora
2:58 PM Andrew: OK I just talked to him and he is fucking pissed
he apologizes to you for this giant misunderstanding
Terry is now dead.
2:59 PM Welp, looks like I’m all dressed up with no place to go :(
3:00 PM me: i grow tired of you, leave me to my scrabble
Andrew: MR – Mr President!!!
3:01 PM You jerk, you promised to splooge in me!
me: i’m beginning to see why terry left you
Andrew: you said you were in love with me
and I solved your little war problem by having the love of my life killed!
3:02 PM me: what do you want, a medal?
Andrew: actually that would be nice
me: well fine, i’ll arange for you to receive a medal
Andrew: what are you doing tonight, Mr. P?
3:03 PM me: i have a hot date with angie the receptionist
she’s got a killer bod
Andrew: you bastard
I will go to the press and say you sexually assaulted me
3:04 PM me: who are they going to believe? you, a woman? or me, the president of the united states who just ended the war?
3:05 PM Andrew: I suppose you’re right. Well I guess I’ll go tend to Terry’s funeral. Let me know if you need be to buy a bouquet to give to angie
3:06 PM me: shut the door on your way out
(sigh) how can i tell her i really love her?
Andrew: you’re the boss Mr P ;)
2:34 PM Andrew: Mr. President?
2:35 PM me: yes, what is it, i’m very busy
2:37 PM Andrew: Do you think I look pretty in this?
I’m seeing a movie tonight with my man
2:38 PM me: oh for christ’s sake
2:39 PM there’s a war going on, dammit
there won’t be any movies for you to see tomorrow
Andrew: You are being such a worry wort. Just tell me what you think of this blouse, OK?
2:41 PM me: oh fine, just let me turn around
oh my god
you look absolutely beautiful
2:42 PM Andrew: oh. oh, Mr President, I’m blushing!!
me: i’ve been so caught up in this world war that i haven’t even realized i’m in love with you
Andrew: in love with me? wow, just think: the president in love with little old me
2:43 PM me: please, don’t ever stop talking, i now live to hear your voice
tell me, what is this movie you’re planning to see?
2:45 PM Andrew: It’s a classic film, Casablanca. One of my favorites. I used to watch it as a little girl.
Terry loves it too.
2:47 PM me: terry? oh yes, terry
excuse me dear, would you mind opening the window?
Andrew: he’s kinda cute and all, but – he’s not exactly the president of the united states, is he?
oh, not at all
a beautiful day if I do say so myself
2:48 PM me: thank you, now i may jump out of it and plunge to my death
Andrew: WHAT?!? Mr president, no!
me: damn this country, damn this war, if i can’t have you, i can’t live
Andrew: All we have to do is wait for Terry to break up with me
I’ll start with not putting out
2:49 PM me: break up with you? why would anyone ever break up with you?
Andrew: or at least not as often
me: yes, yes, withhold your most previous asset
here’s what you should do:
call the president of norh kora
2:50 PM tell him you’ve found the man that started the war
and then tell him it’s terry
and tell him i said so, too
and then tell him you’ll give him terry to do whatever he likes
and then give him terry
Andrew: OK, but I should warn you, Terry doesn’t like Asian people
2:51 PM he’s actually quite a racist individual
me: that’s ok, that will only make them kill him more
now go, go my lovely!
quickly, we haven’t much time!
for i am about to splooge!
Andrew: I will act with haste, my love
2:52 PM me: and would that i could splooge inside you
Andrew: save it my darling
2:53 PM me: i shall, despite the fact that i’ve heard that’s unhealthy
Andrew: OK I just got off the phone with Terry and he’s working in the shed so he had to go. Oh, Mr President, I don’t know what to do!!
2:55 PM Oh wait you told me to call the leader of North Korea
me: yes, the president of north kora
2:58 PM Andrew: OK I just talked to him and he is fucking pissed
he apologizes to you for this giant misunderstanding
Terry is now dead.
2:59 PM Welp, looks like I’m all dressed up with no place to go :(
3:00 PM me: i grow tired of you, leave me to my scrabble
Andrew: MR – Mr President!!!
3:01 PM You jerk, you promised to splooge in me!
me: i’m beginning to see why terry left you
Andrew: you said you were in love with me
and I solved your little war problem by having the love of my life killed!
3:02 PM me: what do you want, a medal?
Andrew: actually that would be nice
me: well fine, i’ll arange for you to receive a medal
Andrew: what are you doing tonight, Mr. P?
3:03 PM me: i have a hot date with angie the receptionist
she’s got a killer bod
Andrew: you bastard
I will go to the press and say you sexually assaulted me
3:04 PM me: who are they going to believe? you, a woman? or me, the president of the united states who just ended the war?
3:05 PM Andrew: I suppose you’re right. Well I guess I’ll go tend to Terry’s funeral. Let me know if you need be to buy a bouquet to give to angie
3:06 PM me: shut the door on your way out
sigh how can i tell her i really love her?
Andrew: you’re the boss Mr P ;)

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New Website!

Posted: July 16th, 2010 | Author: Nick | Filed under: Uncategorized | No Comments »

We’ve made this cool new WordPress blog to replace our old website! From now on things will be updated much more frequently, so keep any eye on this page.

For now, don’t forget to catch Midnight Society and The Frank Mills every Saturday at 11PM at ColdTowne Theater. It’s only $5 and BYOB, so you’d be a sucker to miss it.

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The Star Trek’s Wife

Posted: July 15th, 2010 | Author: Nick | Filed under: Videos | Tags: , , | No Comments »

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