10 posts tagged “work”
Our delightful niece, Nora, is growing.
She is learning how to whistle.
I wish I could hang out with her all of the time.
Sorry for the dearth of blogs. I've been a little busy. We got to LA last Tuesday.
In that time, we have not gotten an apartment. Nor have we gotten a car.
I know these things take time, but I still want them both to happen. Now.
The good news: I've had my first fitting for the show. I am wearing some awesome clothes. I can't freaking wait to get started. I believe we get to set on April 25. That will be fun.
More good news: It's warmer here than in Minnesota or NYC.
Okay. I am a sporadic blog-write-guy. Sorry.
I've been thinking about lots of little things to write about, but I always knew it would mean a big update post, so the pressure got to me. Now I'm here to face my fears.
THINGS I'VE BEEN THINKING LATELY:
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You know how some Cadbury Creme Eggs can get that little crack where air gets in and the cream inside (is it technically a "fondant"?) turns somewhat grainy and hard? I've had quite a few of those in my day, especially here in NYC, land of "hey, I'm twelve and there's something I can squish as I walk by on my way to steal some condoms from the pharmacy." Well, I had a Creme Egg last night that Blew. My. Mind. It was airtight, and the (cream/fondant) was perfectly composed; just cracking the shell almost made this tiny little "pffft" sound as the insides breathed their first air since being lovingly sealed at the Cadbury plant in Heaven Above. Damn, it was good. I wish it was Easter every Sunday.
- Twilight Struggle is my new favorite two-player game when you have more than two hours to kill. I know: People say it's slightly skewed toward one side. But the USSR needs all the help it can get, am I right? (That was not intended to make any sense whatsoever.) Anyway, I've spent about 12-14 hours on this one this month, and it's hitting the table again today. It's. So. Good. Oh, and: I. Am. A. Nerd.
- If you have the chance, check out this Iron & Wine concert from NPR. It's so freaking good.
- Remember eight million years ago (read: September 24th) when I posted that I was going to have some good news to share? Well, it's literally taken since then for me to lock down the info. It's done: The Lovely Virginia and I are moving to Los Angeles! I knew when I posted this that they were planning to take us along, but I only put pen to paper about two weeks ago. It's been a little stressful, to say the least. We start shooting in late April. It's crazy and wonderful and terrifying. We booked our movers yesterday. We're outta here in about two weeks. Yikes. So there's that.
- I booked a Cingular "dropped call" commercial that shot in Los Angeles about two weeks ago, so The Lovely Virginia and I took the opportunity to take a little scouting trip. We like it there. Here's us in our new habitat:
I got fired from my temp job. They didn't like me leaving twice on my second day for auditions.
I am horribly, horribly crushed and sad.
Just kidding.
It's not a huge part, but I've been given a scene in an upcoming episode of Law & Order. L&O was the first audition I went on when I got to NYC two and a half years ago, and I've been in for them a thousand (read: twelve or so) times since... So it's good to finally nab one.
I'm gonna be one of those guys they interview in trying to track down the killer. "Look, I know he's suspiciously similar to the look of your perp, but so-and-so would never do that," et cetera.
I shoot it next Monday, and I assume the episode will air in January or February. Fingers crossed that I make it past the cutting room!
This is the Nextel spot I shot in Charlotte. It started running on Sunday.
I was curious as to why so many people had recently "joined my neigborhood" on here, and I was surprised to find that I had been pegged as having something interesting to say, especially regarding my formation of a two-man book club with PJ. All I can say to that is:
Seriously?
Well, thanks to everyone who has come to find my little corner of the interweb. I thought I should at least give a few updates for those recently joining us.
- My lack of posting recently is due in no small part to the fact that I finally quit my temp job. I find that I have a lot less useless crap to write about when I'm not stuck behind that horrible little desk in Times Square.
- Part of the reason that I was able to quit was that I have a couple commercials running right now. If you're near Quebec, you can see me running into a window in the Bud Light spot I shot two years ago. If you're on the east coast, you can see my wide load pushing a cart of peaches in a Stop & Shop commercial. And if you watch any sports at all, you may catch Kenny Mayne of ESPN fame spinning me in a chair at the end of a Progressive spot. All good things.
- PJ and I moved on to Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
following Deliverance. I started reading it on September 12, and finished it two days ago. It broke my heart, and while I'm glad I read it, I'm glad I'm done with it. No ideas for our next selection yet, but I'm thinking something old. Twain, maybe.
- I may have some very good news to share, but I have to wait to mention it. Give me a week or two.
- I had a migraine two days ago. I barfed. I was sad.
- And I think that's about it.
- Oh, wait: If you can help it, don't go see the movie The Black Dahlia. It is not good. Not at all.
- And my wife and I have skipped about a month or so of Sunday Evening Game Time, partly due to some travel, and partly because many of my friends who were gone for the summer are back and helping me get my game fix. But I brought it up with her today, so maybe we'll get back on track. TBD.
I also chose to start Trent Green instead of Michael Vick in my fantasy league yesterday. Oops. Trent got a little sleepy for a while there. Yikes.
Oh, and I came home from watching the game at a bar and made some homemade jalapeno poppers. Idea: Good. Execution: Bad. Apparently, I am not very good at seeding jalapenos when I have had a few (read: a lot of) beers. Oh, the searing pain on my hands/in my mouth/on my face.
It was a banner day all around.
Good news: This is my penultimate day of temping for a little while. Now I do the Little Dance Of Joy.
By the way, my brother was in town for the weekend. I think he had a good time, and that makes me happy.
(Hey, does anyone know how to make a tilde on here? "Jalapeno" looks stupid without the tilde.)
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It's gonna raaaaaaaaaaain today. Times Square looks wicked.
- The Metro, one of the free newspapers they give you as you wait for the subway, has discontinued one of my favorite features. "It's All About You," the only comic strip the paper ran, has been replaced by some other strip. I'm not interested in the other strip. I found a little blogsite where Tony Murphy has archived some of his strips, but a) there are only two months' worth, and b) what the hell? If anyone knows where else I can find this strip, please let me know. I like it. I'm sad.
- If I don't swipe my ID card juuuuuuuust right at the security gate of my temp job, I will set off an alarm and draw the suspicious glares of all the security dudes. This happens approximately 65% of the time. My ID badge sucks.
