Tyler, like most children, spends a lot of time at the graveyard, where he is busy hanging out with his dead grandpa when he receives an unexpected visitor. Their meeting raises a vital question: What’s cooler — the future or the afterlife?

Cliff, Jonesy, Susan and Mitch are on a tour of the lush greenery of the Maple Eagle Valley, home to some of the world’s most exotic wine blends. This isn’t Cliff’s first time at the rodeo, but the others are going to have to learn a few things from the Maple Eagle Valley winemaster himself.

What happens when a New York bred comedy duo teams up with a multi-award-winning Montreal based sketch comedy troupe? Future Party! A sketch comedy double-bill from another dimension.

James & JF (NYC) offer up Channel One – TV in the future as performed by the last two people on earth. Let us explain: we escaped the end of civilization in a time machine, then created our own version of TV shows to entertain ourselves (just go with it) but wind up performing them to unexpected time traveling audiences. From the duo said to have “winning comedic timing” by The Happiest Medium (NYC).

Uncalled For (Montreal) brings Today Is All Your Birthdays – a comedic, philosophical, sci-fi take on birth, death, time travel, Darwin’s theory of evolution, hypnotism, sandwiches and the meaning of life. It is intelligent, theatrical, free-flowing, stream-of-consciousness hilarity that doesn’t bother with vulgarity or cynicism. From the company that PLANK Magazine called “one of the most innovative and reliable sketch troupes in the country.”

Two comedy experiences. One awesome party. In the future.

Future Party.
(Presented by The Tank.)

Two Nights Only! Tickets: $10 advanced/$12 at the door.
FRI March 23rd @ 7pm
SAT March 24th @ 7pm
www.brownpapertickets.com/event/234008

Check out James & JF: www.jamesandjf.com
Check out Uncalled For: www.weareuncalledfor.com

Every year a sacred tradition is honoured. One in which Irish heritage is celebrated and the immigrant history of a downtrodden people is respected. It is a night of shots of Jameson and Baileys and improv comedy. It’s Uncalled For’s St. Patrick’s Day Improv Show. Remember how it went those other years? Me neither. Oh wait: IT WAS HILARIOUS.

THE UNCALLED FOR ST. PATRICK’S DAY IMPROV SHOW

Saturday March 17th at 11:00 PM

MainLine Theatre – 3997 St-Laurent, just south of Duluth

Montreal, QC

Tickets $12 (includes a free shot)

Uncalled For presents

HYPNOGOGIC LOGIC at the Next Stage Theatre Festival

Factory Theatre Mainstage (125 Bathurst, at Adelaide)

Toronto, ON

SHOWTIMES

Thu Jan 5th – 5:00 PM
Fri Jan 6th – 7:15 PM
Sat Jan 7th – 9:15 PM
Sun Jan 8th – 7:15 PM
Tue Jan 10th – 5:45 PM
Thu Jan 12th – 6:45 PM
Fri Jan 13th – 9:15 PM
Sat Jan 14th – 4:45 PM
Sun Jan 15th – 9:00 PM

Tickets are $12 for shows starting before 7:00 PM, $15 after
Call 416-966-1062

This Fall, Uncalled For was invited to Warsaw to teach a weekend long intensive improv workshop. It’s true, we are able to teach improv as well as perform it. While we were there, we took in some sights, and were pleasantly surprised!

A: It has been used to encourage our buddies at CERN to do something REALLY COOL.

Sorry friends. I’d buy ya a new video if you’d just get on with breaking the rules of physics…

Here is your answer, in the form of our brand-new video:

If you take 1 kilos of tomatoes to the moon, they would stay 1 kilos of tomatoes. But they would weigh less, because it’s the moon, and the moon has no gravity.

If consumers traditionally buy produce by weight, we can only assume the moon is getting a better deal on those hot house gems. This could potentially lead to a food fight of Amazonian proportions.

Tomato farmers have not been terribly trouble by recent revelations, due to that fact they insist that “on the whole, we are not selling tomatoes on the moon”.

I’m 28. I am 28 years old. I was born October 3rd 1982, that’s an easy one to figure out your AgeMath.

AgeMath: The way in which one self may determine one’s own age in the current year.

Your birth year different to the next decade (born in October 1982, so 8 years until 1990, so add 8.) plus however many decades you want (1990 to 2010, so add 20 years) , plus whatever is left (the year is 2011, the left over is 1, but my birthday hasn’t happened yet, so don’t add anything) = my age in the current year!

Easy, see?

So, the other day, why did I tell a woman I was 27 years old? And when AirCanada asked how old the passenger (me) was, I typed 27?I’m in denial of my own reality.

Or maybe my parents have been lying to me, and I’ve always know something was wrong, but it was only triggered now, at this age of 27/28. I was probably born in 1983. They hid it from me to protect me, but then the lie got so big, well, they just couldn’t bring themselves to tell me the truth, it would have hurt too much after all this time.            I’m just like one of those people who were born a twin and were seperated at birth, but always new soemthing was missing, and then they find each other christmas eve. Or like sheepdogs and their real tails. That’s exactly what happened!

I’M A TWIN!!!!!!!! I can count it!

….wait, now my math is all messed up. Now I can’t just add 8 and some decades and then the rest! Oh man, I don’t know if this old dog can handle any new tricks. This is going to be a tough one.

Okay…

..7..plus the decades is 20, plus the rest, times 2 (cause I’m a twin, somewhere), divided by 2 (cause I’m still my own woman).

I’m 42 years old!

You guys, thanks for being with me just now. The fabric of my reality blankie was just torn. The good news is I think I’m aging very well.

love you. mean it.