Monday, August 19, 2013


There is a saying when you sit, sit. When you stand, stand. What ever you do don’t wobble. Once you make your choice do it with all your spirit. Don’t be like the evangelist that thought about praying while making love to his wife and making love to his wife while praying.
It’s better to make a mistake with the full force of your being than to carefully avoid mistakes with a trembling spirit. Responsibility means recognizing both pleasure and price, making a choice based on that recognition, and then living with that choice without concern.”

Friday, August 16, 2013

And to balance the inspiration...

The "world's funniest joke" is a term used by Richard Wiseman of the University of Hertfordshire in 2002 to summarize one of the results of his research. For his experiment, named LaughLab, he created a website where people could rate and submit jokes.[1] Purposes of the research included discovering the joke that had the widest appeal and understanding among different culturesdemographics and countries.
The History Channel eventually hosted a special on the subject.
The jokes
The winning joke, which was later found to be based on a 1951 Goon Show sketch by Spike Milligan,[2] was submitted by Gurpal Gosal of Manchester:
Two hunters are out in the woods when one of them collapses. He doesn't seem to be breathing and his eyes are glazed. The other guy whips out his phone and calls the emergency services. He gasps, "My friend is dead! What can I do?" The operator says "Calm down. I can help. First, let's make sure he's dead." There is a silence, then a gun shot is heard. Back on the phone, the guy says "OK, now what?"[3]
The second place finisher and early leader was this joke, submitted by Geoff Anandappa of Blackpool:
Sherlock Holmes and Dr Watson were going camping. They pitched their tent under the stars and went to sleep. Sometime in the middle of the night Holmes woke Watson up and said: "Watson, look up at the sky, and tell me what you see." Watson replied: "I see millions and millions of stars." Holmes said: "And what do you deduce from that?" Watson replied: "Well, if there are millions of stars, and if even a few of those have planets, it’s quite likely there are some planets like Earth out there. And if there are a few planets like Earth out there, there might also be life." And Holmes said: "Watson, you idiot, it means that somebody stole our tent."
While this was the top joke in the UK:

A woman gets on a bus with her baby. The bus driver says: "That's the ugliest baby that I've ever seen. Ugh!" The woman goes to the rear of the bus and sits down, fuming. She says to a man next to her: "The driver just insulted me!" The man says: "You go right up there and tell him off – go ahead, I'll hold your monkey for you."

A little inspiration

A few quotes I've found over the last couple of weeks (thank you Stumbleupon) that I thoroughly enjoyed and hope I will be able to live by in some way. The Frank Zappa one - no offence meant to the many wise people who have told me how to do my shit and were absolutely right...the quote still stands for those who would've been wrong had I listened though!

And of course my live action inspiration every day

Thursday, August 15, 2013

Word of the Day:

Is 'bliss'.

I am floating in it right now.  The reasons are severalfold...

1) My feet are in a tub of warm water and salt
2) I walked down the West Side Highway and Riverside Drive in the sun
3) I will be catsitting next week in a beautiful big bohemian apartment in a great neighbourhood on 186th - that huge place all to myself, I won't want to leave I think it's my dreamhouse (for a wonderful actor/actress married couple is currently understudying David Hyde Pierce on Broadway...)
4) I found a new secret spot and had a full on Pocahontas moment
5) My incense is burning, noone is home, I have a table decoupaging project on the go, I also have things to read, geetar to play with, vegan chilli to nom, Fair Trade foot lotion to slather...

I think I'm just in love with New York all over again.  I've been here almost two years, plus the two brief times before that, and yet I will discover a new thing or area or view and my mind just blows.  Just when I thought the wanderlust was getting strong enough for me to make a break for it for a weekend or something, WHOOSH...freshly enamored with something previously undiscovered.  It'll never end.

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

On keeping track

I remember a holiday to Cornwall where Maman gave me and Ben a big notebook (mine was shiny and gold) to keep a journal of our trip.  And for whatever reason, I was SOOO against this idea.  I still don't why.  I just remember really, really not wanting to do that, being completely disiniterested and absolutely loathing the end of the day when I was made to sit down and write a page.  And poor Maman, trying to get me to write just a little every day, wondering what this vehemence against the journal was all about.  Or just exasperatedly rolling her eyes, I don't know.  I also know that when we got home from that holiday, I tore out of the notebook the few scraps that I had been coerced into writing and threw them away.  That story makes me a little sad - why didn't I want to write? Why was I so drastically opposed to an activity that involved using my brain and sitting quietly for a few minutes? Oh no, was I one of THOSE kids? I live in horror of those kids...the ones who only understand TV and the latest trend of McDonalds Happy Meal toys.  And don't like anything creative or imaginative.  Please let me not have been one of those kids.

On the upside of this - look at me now.  Voluntarily journalling all over the place.  Even when I'm inconsistent with this, a day doesn't go by when I don't write down something - on a napkin, on a scrap of receipt paper, on my hand to remember to expand upon it later.  Yesterday I began a composition of sorts that took up several pages of a large notebook.  Try and stop me now.

I wonder what that is?

Monday, August 12, 2013

Me and Bobby McAudition

I went to a fun audition today.  It was fun because I got to dress like myself (like myself at a music festival, in fact) and wail on some Janis.  Like, no restrictions.  No 'too much facial tension' 'too many unspecific hand movements' 'what was your action on that last phrase?' No no, musical theatre people, that's not how it goes on the world of blues and psychedelia.  Noone gave a shit if Janis Joplin looked down when she sang, or took a catch breath, or rasped or fried at the end of notes.  It was very liberating for me.  I love singing musical theatre material but there is a lot that is suited well to an American style, nasally-placed, pingy sound that I and most of my fellow foreigners just don't possess naturally though it can be imitated.  So, no perfect poppy Broadway show-child belt but goshdarnit I have a hefty set of lungs.  Must be all that time I've spent singing against a stack of amps supporting 7 or 8 bands members.
Also when I think about it I knew all the words to Hoochie Coochie Man around the same time as I first knew the words to Spice Girls songs.  When I was 8.  So there's an inevitability (is that a word) about this? Fun to think.

I am out of reading material and I dislike it.  I finally ploughed through Dracula and it's long-winded but very interesting introduction.  Freudian messages, everywhere.
And I have a Virginia Woolf in my bag that I pick up, read a few pages, get distracted and cannot pick up where I left off so I have to surrender for the time being and I have the distinct feeling that every time that happens, the book is laughing at me.  I will conquer it in time.

Raspberry sorbet, outxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Sunday, August 11, 2013

Muy content

Ahhh, the end of a tiring but fun weekend.

Yesterday I ate the greatest sandwich anyone's ever had - grilled cheese with duck confit and bacon.  Yes, duck confit and bacon.  I cannot stop telling people about it, reliving it, I can still taste it mmmomnomnomnomnom.  I spent time with Michel for some Western European sophistication (him, not me, don't worry I'm not deluded) and we had Bloody Marys and a nice walk around the East Village.  I also went to school to see a drama showcase, spent a good amount of time in a studio wailing on some blues songs and took a delicious power nap in the sun in Central Park.

Friday night I cooked FABULOUS veggie chilli which Anel came to eat with me.  And today Sunday I walked with Eduardo to the lighthouse under the George Washington Bridge, a spot which in the sunshine is absolutely lovely and I hope I can do it again soon while the sun is with us and take a picnic next time.  It feels like you can't possibly be in the same Manhattan as Times Square and Soho etc.
I just came home from being Sam's reader as he self-tapes yet more auditions and am joining him in a bit in the swanky flat he's dogsitting in on 42nd St to watch his Dexter Episodes.  I'm so excited!!!

Yeah, all in all it's been a cracker of a weekend...I have yet to do laundry which is becoming an urgent situation.

Tomorrow, an audition in which I will put the blues wailing to good use I hope.  And a week of work ahead but it's all wonderful really.

There is something rotten in the state of me and my gals (and one guy) - I'm feeling good but my dear sisters are all a little sad for one reason or another.  Not gonna lie, it's mostly to do with blokes.  Sigh, such is life when you're a group of stunning young catches such as ourselves.

So, for them I summon good vibes big smiles and everything is going to be alright energy

Thursday, August 8, 2013

Round up

A few snaps from the Great British Birthday Bash aka Sam and Lauren's joint party (both away for actual Birthdays) at which a good time was had by all and my jacket was the surprise hit of the party.  Just saying.  It was.

Pete Townshend stop going through my wardrobe!

Lots of travelling happening around me - Lauren to Scotland in two days for a month, Maite gone to Spain last week for a month and a half, Sam in LA again.  But in a couple of weeks we get Sena and Jacob back, yay! We missed them so here in 2C.

I am still recovering from - and preparing for - a week of average 14-hour days, combined babysitting and AMDA - yiiipes.  Luckily it went by very quickly, unluckily I have redeveloped a serious coffee habit which I'm not happy about because I haven't relied on it to kick me awake since I was in fourth semester at school.  However I maintain my veganism (to the mixed reactions of friends - some think it's hilarious, some are impressed, some are horrified)


This is what happens when I begin posts on evenings when my company is requested elsewhere (specifically in this case it was the Gansevoort Hotel bar).

A few days later...

Another busy week, blessedly not as manic as last.  An audition yesterday for an English language video where my only job was to answer questions about myself on camera - very nice! Except that they were looking for 'high school'...sure, let me just turn back the clock 5 or 6 years...oh no wait I'm not Benjamin Button.  Ah well we'll see!

My dear New York bro and caretaker Sam has booked ANOTHER TV show - that's three in one summer! Unbelievable! So soon people all over the place will be reading about him and watching him and I'll be like hahaha but...that's just Sam! Super proud to know him and myself and Downie are fairly convinced that we had more than a little something to do with this one, since we were the ones that read in for him when he self-taped the auditions that got him this latest role.  Any day now the agents and producers will call saying 'who are those girls reading with you we must have them!' Aaaany day now.

Speaking of our bonnie wee Scot, Lauren has jumped back across the ocean for a month - weddings to attend, trips to Spain to go on, no big deal ya know.  So that's Maite in Spain til September, Lauren til August 6th, Bel in Brazil for three weeks from yesterday, Jacob and Sena still gone...we have a major deficit! Argh! Already missing the ones already gone, filling up time with lots of work as aforementioned, as much tapping as I can squeeze, MAD drama in my personal life that doesn't even bear thinking about (it's been a while, oh the drama-free existence how I miss you) and Orange Is The New Black, the greatest show ever.  It's a Netflix original series and features an AMDA alum Maddie - who I just saw today actually - who is fantastic, in fact the entire cast is utterly stellar, not a weak link, and everyone should watch this show IT'S AMAZING.  Obsessed.

Briefly on the drama (mine not Netflix's) - my friends once again prove what a stellar cast they are by being absolute diamonds and giving me a lot of their time and wisdom.  I am boundlessly rich in friendship if in nothing else.

Looking forward to a short day tomorrow following a 15 hour one today, and a weekend filled with plans.  Autumn is breathing down our necks folks, got to get out there!

Veganism continues.  Planned cheat day on Saturday as I will be going to a 7-mile long street fair and me and street fair food well, we go way back.  I intend to find churros and chocolate if it's all I manage to do this weekend.  NB also must do laundry can't keep wearing the same AMDA tshirt for work.  

Love and hope and joy and pickles