the other day i was at a networking event. i met a lady who runs a gun safety and self defense school. i told her that if anyone ever tried to attack me my plan was to gouge their eyes out with my thumbs and asked if that was a good idea. she said, well at least you have a plan.
my coworker told her that he always carries his keys through his fingers so he could hit someone with them if he had to. she said 'and that's probably why you'll never get attacked b/c attackers are looking for people who look like an easy target. so since you carry your keys like that they will stay away from you.' and then she turns to me and says 'and they'll stay away from you b/c you probably walk around with the attitude that you're about to gouge someone's eyes out.'
i think that makes me sounds like much more of a bad ass than i actually am but i'll take it.
rehearsal this week went well. i'm getting used to everyone, liking people more, getting my improv land legs back, if there is such a thing. i'm excited at the opportunity to learn and grow and to make mistakes and look like an idiot and just play and have fun. i can't wait to just have a blast playing and laughing.
i feel like that's going to be the hardest thing for me... to not just stand there and laugh at the things that happen. it's been almost 10 years since the last time i performed improv. i almost can't remember what it's like to just jump. that's going to be one of the hardest things for me, learning to trust these people. i'll get there though. b/c i want it.
it's funny b/c people will ask what other improv i've done and i have to be like uhmm well i did comedy sportz in high school. which i'm sure makes me sound like i'm 19. and it doesn't help that i look like i'm 22... and that's pushing it. oh well, i'll let people think i'm just a wee lass. maybe that will help me get away with more.
it will be interesting to see what the next few months bring. ::excited::
in a couple months i will be in florida, chilling with harry potter, enjoying a butter beer. the trip has been pushed back a few times but it looks like we have a real plan now. i can't wait!
i wonder what happens to me in my dreams that i would wake up with 'grown and sexy' by chamillionaire stuck in my head. for two days that song has been stuck in my head. the worst part about it is i only know a few of the words and when ever i try to sing them they sound absurd. it goes something like this 'grown and sexy... hmmmmrrmm.... soon as you turn around... hmmmh mhhhhhh... better from behiiiIIIiind, better from behind. mrrrrrrrhhhmm mona lisa.... uhmm behiiiIIIiiiiind.' and my coworkers are like, uhm what?
that's life.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
everybody wants you
etsy does a little article on a featured artist and i find them quite interesting. i've decided to try answering the questions for myself. so, here it goes!
Tell us a bit about yourself.
i think of myself as a gypsy, an explorer, an adventurer. i love seeing new places, experiencing new things and learning. i think that's what keeps me going... the learning. the falling in love with new things. i'm currently in the east coast phase of my life but i will always claim i'm a californian, no matter how long i'm away. i live for things that make me laugh and i'm always looking to grow.
Apart from creating things, what do you do?
besides the 9-5 office job, i love to have things to do as an outlet. i'm in a local improv troupe, i'm a huge caps fan and i like to listen to jazz. i love to run when the weather is nice (a fair weather jogger, of course), i like to paint and read. i like to think about outer space and dinosaurs. i love traveling and using public transportation. i like finding interesting pieces of art for my growing collection.
i think you have to draw inspiration from the things around you. you can't just sit around hoping inspiration happens to you. you have to be out doing and seeing and it will come. funny moments happen all the time if you're looking for them.
walt disney. i would love to see the creative process he went through.
What handmade possession do you most cherish?
the pieces of art i have collected over the years. love.
How do you get out of your creative ruts?
a change of scenery usually helps get my brain thinking in new ways again. not knowing what to expect puts me in a place where i'm more aware of my surroundings. i'm also a big fan of a good nap and some chocolate to restart the system.
Where would you like to be in ten years?
i just want to be wonderful.
Tell us a bit about yourself.
i think of myself as a gypsy, an explorer, an adventurer. i love seeing new places, experiencing new things and learning. i think that's what keeps me going... the learning. the falling in love with new things. i'm currently in the east coast phase of my life but i will always claim i'm a californian, no matter how long i'm away. i live for things that make me laugh and i'm always looking to grow.
Apart from creating things, what do you do?
besides the 9-5 office job, i love to have things to do as an outlet. i'm in a local improv troupe, i'm a huge caps fan and i like to listen to jazz. i love to run when the weather is nice (a fair weather jogger, of course), i like to paint and read. i like to think about outer space and dinosaurs. i love traveling and using public transportation. i like finding interesting pieces of art for my growing collection.
What would be the title of your memoir? Why?
my eyes are green like my eyes would be the title. i came up with that when i was 5. i've always thought it was quite brilliant.
i think you have to draw inspiration from the things around you. you can't just sit around hoping inspiration happens to you. you have to be out doing and seeing and it will come. funny moments happen all the time if you're looking for them.
What does handmade mean to you?
handmade is something special from one person to another. i wish we valued this more in each other. those moments we take to do something small for another person. having something someone has created is having a piece of them.
walt disney. i would love to see the creative process he went through.
What handmade possession do you most cherish?
the pieces of art i have collected over the years. love.
How do you get out of your creative ruts?
a change of scenery usually helps get my brain thinking in new ways again. not knowing what to expect puts me in a place where i'm more aware of my surroundings. i'm also a big fan of a good nap and some chocolate to restart the system.
Where would you like to be in ten years?
i just want to be wonderful.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Saturday, February 12, 2011
move over ovi
this evening was a night for conquering fears. tonight i faced not just one but two of my fears. the first i knew i was going to be tackling and the second was a surprise. so, i have this fear of ice skating. my fear is primarily focused around falling and then having someone skate over my fingers and slice them off. also i'm afraid of falling. with ice skates on i'm over 6 feet tall. that's a long ways for my head to drop.
so we made our way to the skate nation tonight. i strapped on some skates and walked over to the rink. i was pleasantly surprised at how good i was at walking over to the rink and hoped that ice skating would turn out to be not as difficult as i remembered it being the last time i tried... 20 years ago.
right before i got on the ice i texted my friend and told her what i was about to do. she responded with what? last time i went i cracked my tail bone. and with that i got ready to take my first steps on to the ice. i got up to the little door on the ice and started having a melt down. i'm seriously surprised that i didn't puke or pass out. but after about 2 minutes of standing near the door yelling HOLD ON at my friends i went skating with i hesitantly took my first steps onto the ice.
the first lap around the rink took close to half an hour and involved me gripping the side railing in sheer terror. whenever anyone would get near me or suggest holding their hand i would yell GET AWAY FROM ME I'M AFRAID! which surprisingly works extremely well for getting people to leave you alone.
at any rate after about two hours i was able to complete a lap in a little under 10 minutes and without holding onto the side at all. taaadahhh! the only thing stopping me from zipping around that rink were the gathered masses of fear #2... teenagers.
gross.
i'm terrified of teenagers. especially in groups. they're reckless and mean and generally idiots. and they make me want to vomit on my ice skates. i would be skating along just fine and then i would suddenly find myself surrounded by teenagers which would make me freak out and forget how to remain erect on ice skates.
none the less, i survived the evening. i conquered ice skating and didn't have to rumble with any teenager gangs. so win for all parties.
in other news we had our first rehearsal last week for csz. it went well. we mostly did getting to know you games. by the end of rehearsal i had decided that there were two people in the group who i thought were cool and acceptable to me. so that's awesome b/c i generally dislike most people when i first meet them. and really 2 out of 30 is still disliking most people but 2 is a good start.
today i spent the majority of the day working at the theater. i did a lot of painting. i feel like i did tons of work but maybe i didn't really. i was there for over 7 hours though. i painted the ceiling. i got zapped by several lights. i painted a bathroom. i hung some posters. i helped move some stuff. oh, i ate some pizza. i got offered a possible job. yeah, that's pretty exciting actually. i'm just waiting to see how that turns out.
anyway, overall it was good day but i'm totally beat. i ache from my feet to my head but in a good i've accomplished things way. annnd i get to check off another thing from my 11 things to do before 2011 is over list! go me!
speaking of which i should post that list. hmmm.
1. drink butter beer
2. go to virginia beach
3. go on a boat
4. finish 5 paintings
5. audition for something - done
6. take an improv class
7. go ice skating - done
8. take trapeze lessons
9. take a cooking class
10. learn to juggle
11. finish reading a brief history of time
so we made our way to the skate nation tonight. i strapped on some skates and walked over to the rink. i was pleasantly surprised at how good i was at walking over to the rink and hoped that ice skating would turn out to be not as difficult as i remembered it being the last time i tried... 20 years ago.
right before i got on the ice i texted my friend and told her what i was about to do. she responded with what? last time i went i cracked my tail bone. and with that i got ready to take my first steps on to the ice. i got up to the little door on the ice and started having a melt down. i'm seriously surprised that i didn't puke or pass out. but after about 2 minutes of standing near the door yelling HOLD ON at my friends i went skating with i hesitantly took my first steps onto the ice.
the first lap around the rink took close to half an hour and involved me gripping the side railing in sheer terror. whenever anyone would get near me or suggest holding their hand i would yell GET AWAY FROM ME I'M AFRAID! which surprisingly works extremely well for getting people to leave you alone.
at any rate after about two hours i was able to complete a lap in a little under 10 minutes and without holding onto the side at all. taaadahhh! the only thing stopping me from zipping around that rink were the gathered masses of fear #2... teenagers.
gross.
i'm terrified of teenagers. especially in groups. they're reckless and mean and generally idiots. and they make me want to vomit on my ice skates. i would be skating along just fine and then i would suddenly find myself surrounded by teenagers which would make me freak out and forget how to remain erect on ice skates.
none the less, i survived the evening. i conquered ice skating and didn't have to rumble with any teenager gangs. so win for all parties.
in other news we had our first rehearsal last week for csz. it went well. we mostly did getting to know you games. by the end of rehearsal i had decided that there were two people in the group who i thought were cool and acceptable to me. so that's awesome b/c i generally dislike most people when i first meet them. and really 2 out of 30 is still disliking most people but 2 is a good start.
today i spent the majority of the day working at the theater. i did a lot of painting. i feel like i did tons of work but maybe i didn't really. i was there for over 7 hours though. i painted the ceiling. i got zapped by several lights. i painted a bathroom. i hung some posters. i helped move some stuff. oh, i ate some pizza. i got offered a possible job. yeah, that's pretty exciting actually. i'm just waiting to see how that turns out.
anyway, overall it was good day but i'm totally beat. i ache from my feet to my head but in a good i've accomplished things way. annnd i get to check off another thing from my 11 things to do before 2011 is over list! go me!
speaking of which i should post that list. hmmm.
1. drink butter beer
2. go to virginia beach
3. go on a boat
4. finish 5 paintings
5. audition for something - done
6. take an improv class
7. go ice skating - done
8. take trapeze lessons
9. take a cooking class
10. learn to juggle
11. finish reading a brief history of time
Thursday, February 3, 2011
oh what a day
i've stolen this picture from emsy for one reason. b/c she posted it on a day when i had a very funny thought about gravity.
anyway, my alarm clock went off and i thought to myself 'self, i simply can not get out of bed today.' was it because i was too tired? no, of course not. but my problem was that i felt that it was going to be totally futile and painful to attempt to fight gravity on that particular day.
after a few minutes i became a bit more coherent and i started cracking up. some how my sleepy brain had convinced the rest of me that gravity was just too much for us. i soon was out of bed and realized that gravity was not nearly as painful as i had remembered. it still makes me laugh as i remember my internal struggle that mostly consisted of my brain saying 'there's no reason to not be horizontal for the rest of that day.'
speaking of my brain coming up with random things, today i had an idea of something that i thought was hilarious. so, someone said something about being buried with their stuff and my brain started running down little roads, thinking funny little things. i came up with this scenario... so you know how the pharaoh was buried with his stuff? including servants who were killed and buried with him? well i had this idea about how the pharaoh has his two favorite servants and they know he is on his death bed and are there to attend to him in his final moments. after he dies they decide that they're too young to go with him and in a weekend at burney's-esque move they decide to prop up the pharaoh and pretend he has made a miraculous recovery. they go about having a wild time and ruling the nation with the dead pharaoh at their side. i think i will make this into a movie and call it the pharaoh and me.
that is all.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
skippy doo dah
so i was listening to npr the other day... actually i listen to npr every day because they play classical music in the morning and jazz in the evenings. and those are two of my favoritest things in the world. anyway, i hear random stories from npr and they usually tick me off. the other day i caught the very end of a news report that finished with "they are literally throwing money and energy into a pit." at first i thought, hey npr no they are not literally throwing money and energy into a pit. they're doing it figuratively. and then i realized i hadn't heard the beginning of the story and i decided that there is a giant pit some where and standing at the edge is.... alan greenspan with a fistful of benjamins and zeus with a fistful of lightening bolts. and they are literally throwing money and energy into this pit. i'm guessing that some angry government would like them to stop but, really, how do you stop a man who is wielding lightening bolts? there's no controlling a person like that.
i'm back on a mary tyler moore kick. i don't know why i love that show so much but i love to watch it. i could spend days just hanging out with mary.
so have you ever been so excited that you started dry heaving in an arcade? yeah, i know, me too. so after much waiting i found out today that i got into comedy sportz here in richmond. rehearsals start next week and the theatre is supposed to open in march. i about had a melt down this afternoon when i got the message that i was in. and then i began running around the store going between shocked screaming noises and dry heaving from excitement. it's impossible to explain just how exciting getting in to comedy sportz is for me. unless of course you've known me for years and you know how much i worship the ground comedy sportz stands on.
if i was any more excited there would be two of me. the one me here and the other me who i almost threw up in the arcade.
some important notes on comedy sportz: 1. i won't be quitting dave & buster's to do csz. comedy sportz is an unpaid gig, for now. so unless i can pay my rent with hopes and dreams, i won't quit my day job. 2. despite popular belief, being in comedy sportz doesn't also mean i will get a boy friend (i'm not sure why, but i've had a few people ask me that. maybe they know something i don't. maybe they think i'm in the stage of my life where all my dreams come true like some sort of disney movie). 3. yes, this ties me to richmond for a bit longer. 4. no, i won't say something funny to you. i charge for that now. and lastly 5. yes i will probably wind up on snl there by proving that i should have won that senior superlative of most likely to appear on saturday night live.
ok i need to calm myself down before i start dry heaving again.
other points of interest i am once again living in a place with my belongings and running water. together. united. all three of us. me, my stuff and water. we're getting along just fine.
now if a certain someone purchases a knuble jersey for me, i might just think i've died and not realized it.
i'm back on a mary tyler moore kick. i don't know why i love that show so much but i love to watch it. i could spend days just hanging out with mary.
so have you ever been so excited that you started dry heaving in an arcade? yeah, i know, me too. so after much waiting i found out today that i got into comedy sportz here in richmond. rehearsals start next week and the theatre is supposed to open in march. i about had a melt down this afternoon when i got the message that i was in. and then i began running around the store going between shocked screaming noises and dry heaving from excitement. it's impossible to explain just how exciting getting in to comedy sportz is for me. unless of course you've known me for years and you know how much i worship the ground comedy sportz stands on.
if i was any more excited there would be two of me. the one me here and the other me who i almost threw up in the arcade.
some important notes on comedy sportz: 1. i won't be quitting dave & buster's to do csz. comedy sportz is an unpaid gig, for now. so unless i can pay my rent with hopes and dreams, i won't quit my day job. 2. despite popular belief, being in comedy sportz doesn't also mean i will get a boy friend (i'm not sure why, but i've had a few people ask me that. maybe they know something i don't. maybe they think i'm in the stage of my life where all my dreams come true like some sort of disney movie). 3. yes, this ties me to richmond for a bit longer. 4. no, i won't say something funny to you. i charge for that now. and lastly 5. yes i will probably wind up on snl there by proving that i should have won that senior superlative of most likely to appear on saturday night live.
ok i need to calm myself down before i start dry heaving again.
other points of interest i am once again living in a place with my belongings and running water. together. united. all three of us. me, my stuff and water. we're getting along just fine.
now if a certain someone purchases a knuble jersey for me, i might just think i've died and not realized it.
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