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Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Best Day!

Not exactly. It's a long day, and it's only 9:40. I woke up at 5am. My bad. Since I couldn't get back to sleep I decided to go to the gym BECAUSE I AM A MANIAC and then I went for my follow up mammogram because I LOVE SOME TITTIES IN A VICE. By the time I got to work I really needed a nap but then I finally had my first cup of coffee, and now I'm ready to rock out. So, what on earth shall I do? Work? Please, that's for amateurs.

In other news, my friend who writes the blog the Bitchy Waiter was on CBS Sunday Morning, and he's pretty funny, so if you're bored at work you should check out this clip:

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Tiny Dancer

I spent the better part of this morning at the knee doctor for the Rangers, because I joined the Rangers. No, it's because my health insurance covers his office, and he was highly recommended by two friends. Apparently I have the legs of a dancer, without the benefit of having been a dancer (not counting the amazing thing that happened on the dance floor at this guy's wedding). Because of my high "dancer's" arches, my knee is slightly dislocated due to from years of running and exercising, again because of my sweet ballet feet. In other words, I'll live, but I need mild physical therapy and when I exercise I need to go easy on the knees. And after all that, I should have stuck with ballet.

Wednesday, November 09, 2011

Master Cleanse

I had a very interesting conversation today with a woman who you may know from one of the weirdest commercials running today. And when I say running, I mean running non-stop. It's for Phillips Colon Health and... I'll just let you watch below. Anyway, the woman in it is with my agency, so I see her all the time at auditions and I've never talked to her about the commercial. But every time I see it, I get really happy for her. It's weird, I know. Maybe it gives me hope that someday I, too, can talk about my gas and bloating on national TV to the tune of a gigantic residual paycheck every time it runs.

So I saw her at an audition today, and I finally told her that I was really happy for her. She immediately "got it", if you will. She thanked me for saying it and told me that when she speaks to kids in schools about acting (she volunteers at schools in lower income neighborhoods), she tells them how important it is to support everyone around you in your profession, and to be happy for your friends when they get jobs, even if you were "up for the part". And it's true - we all have to stick together. It's easy to want to be jealous when you see someone on TV making bank, but in my experience, if they're a friend, I'm happy for them. It gives me hope that actors get work. It was really emotional talking to her, actually. Who knew that I'd get a ray of sunshine in my day with the Phillips Colon Health Lady (and you know that's what people call her). But guess what? She doesn't mind.

Tuesday, November 01, 2011

Daniel Dog

Hello, sorry, it's been a while. With all the weddings, work and holiday stuff I've been barely able to do much blogging. So for my three readers, I apologize. But let's get to the SERIOUS STUFF.

No, it's not the story of famewhore Kim Kardashian filing for divorce after 2 months from a dude she paid to pretend to get married to. No. It's the story of the zombie beagle, Daniel.

For those of you that don't know, (which includes me until I saw this), in some states dogs are gassed to death if they don't get adopted. If that seems cruel, I will say that at least they don't go full medieval and do firing squad or iron maiden. But Daniel got out of the gas chamber that all of his friends and relatives died in, and he was all, "What's up?". Let's call him the Anastasia Romanov of dogs. If you have "allergies" or "something in your eye", go ahead and watch this.

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