Day 2

Today started off at 3:15am. Did it seem like yesterday started then as well? Yes. Deanna used her phone as an alarm yesterday and it was still set. I jolted out of bed to find the auditory intrusion. I grabbed her phone from where the sound was coming from…but I had her camera…and the sound wasn’t coming from her camera. I finally got it shut off and went back to bed. As soon as I got back in bed the phone started vibrating with new messages. Next time, the phone loses a battery.

The plan was to wake up at 8:00am, workout, shower, and meet everyone at 10:00 for breakfast and to find out what’s what. The 8am didn’t happen.

We met everyone and found out we had a window of time to work in the theater. I guess this ranked high up on the “awesome scale”…for different reasons:

1) Since Second City is not prop intensive (no “set design” being used…especially in comparison to the JARs reviews (reminder: JARs= Jean Anne Ryan dancers)…they are lower on the list to actually rehearse in the Stardust Theater. It just so happens there are about 7 or so dancers who are leaving (some today, some tomorrow) which means there are other dancers coming in who need to rehearse. So, we theoretically would be low on the list. We found out we could be in the theater from 11-3 because The Edge (a juggler) is doing a show tonight. He would be able to set up stuff behind the curtain while we did whatever.

2) The sound guys, Matt and Alex, were able to get us set up with our mics right before they left to head into port. Another big plus. So, at this point we’re on stage and we have mics.

3) We did a quick T&B (show terminology moment for family: T&B=Tops and Bottoms where we just run the beginnings and ends of scenes to make sure everyone is getting to the right places, with the right props at the beginning of the scene and moving props and getting off stage or to the next scene start place at the end) and went to lunch. Right before lunch we were about to go looking for our tech guy, Sean/Shaun/Shawn to see if Matt could start setting up light cues in the system. At about the same time we thought “we should call Sean” he walked into the light booth. While we were at lunch he started doing light cues and continued after we came back and ran White Guys (song with the guys) a bunch to fine tune it.

So, it is Friday. We were able to do a full run with set light cues and be done by 3:30…three days before our first show. On the ships that is called “ahead of schedule”. When I ran into Beth on our lunch break I said Matt was setting light cues and she was surprised in a good way.

Another good thing is we were in a port that everyone we talked to (on crew) said was basically shops and that you would need to take a 30 minute cab to get to the actual city. We were in Freeport. From the ship it looked like a port and Cargo loading facility. Matt was trying his best to get us done by 1 today but we all agreed we would rather work today and be able to get off the ship in Nassau tomorrow. Whether that happens I don’t know. I’m just glad we’re in a good place with the show.

After all was said and done I went to work out for the first time on the AND in a while. Pretty good. I’ve been trying to take advantage of the food and eat a lot, but keep it healthy.

One REALLY hard thing to get used to is not cleaning up after yourself. It seems like it shouldn’t be that hard of a thing since you never really bus your own tables at restaurants, but when your table is full of plates and you personally brought those plates there…it is weird.

We’re going to check out Edge’s show tonight and catch dinner with everyone at 9pm. Plus…IT IS FORMAL NIGHT! YIKE!

Day 1

Early start. I, of course, tried to stay up until our 4:00am cab. No dice. I took a shower around 2:00am and went to bed around 2:30. I probably got about 30 minutes of sleep. Deanna and I lugged our luggage (luggage…lugged…same root?) downstairs and had the fastest cab in Chicago pick us up. He wasn’t going super fast, but fast enough over bumps to make someone with no sleep get angry.

At the airport we discovered that the Delta counter didn’t open until 4:30am. Deanna and I were the first of our group to arrive. We waited in the line that was already forming when we saw Andy checking his luggage outside. We opted for that. Jen, Larrance, and Matt were right behind us. There was one person in front of us. At the check in there were two guys working. One guy was probably 70, the other in his early 30s. The older guy (we’ll call him Pops)came out to help us because the younger guy (we’ll call him Speedy) was helping the guy in front of us. Speedy finished helping us and moved on to Larrance, Jen and Matt. It seemed like they were all taken care of and ready to go by the time Pops was asking for our names. Frustrating. After waiting and waiting Pops finally printed out our luggage tags and then…after all that…told us two of our bags were overweight. Now, we knew this. We expected it and were told Second City would cover the cost. So I said “Yeah, that’s fine. What’s the charge?” to which he said “you gotta go inside for that.” My frustration must have been visible because Speedy said, “I’ll take care of it. I’ll get you tags.” I tipped Speedy, and paid and sort of tipped Pops. All in all I paid $15 and had to wait a lot. It costs something like $25/overweight bag so Pops saved me $35.

We got to the first leg of our flight no problem. A quick 45 minute flight to Cincinati.All we had to do was get from gate A25 to gate C20 for a flight that leaves in 30 minutes. It meant catching a shuttle…time was precious.

We made it to the gate!...to find out it was delayed until 9:15…then 9:45…then 10:30. In the midst of all this something happened. But first, a story.

Joey travels a lot for Second City Touring Company. On one of his travels he saw George Takei…Sulu from Star Trek, but most recently Hiro Nakamura’s father on Heroes. Todd, who lives downstairs from Joey, went out of town and ran into the actor who plays Mohinder Surresh on Heroes. I joked with them that I would see one too. So who did we see while waiting through delays? Tim Gunn from Project Runway. We had all been up since 4am and looked like slobs or we would have got a picture with him.

Back to the delays. Around the “delayed until 10:30” mark they also let us know that we would need to change gates. We changed to A25. Back we went.

We ended up getting to and on the ship around 3:30 or so. It was a long travel day, but for some reason, non-stressful. We’ve already started making acquaintances with people who the veterans know. We ate buffet, slept, ate buffet, walked around, saw a show…in a nutshell.

When I woke from a nap I started around 5:00 I looked out our window…Oh! We have windows. They are obstructed by life boats, but I could see enough to know it was dark out and there was a city we were moving past. PS. We have Katie and Steve/Brendan and Beth’s room. Deanna was unpacking like crazy. I wanted to get out and watch land go away. As soon as I got out on the deck I felt my first major tip…and it wasn’t that major, but enough to tip water out of the kids pool. You can feel it every once and a while as we go…and yes, I literally mean you.

Tonight we saw The JARs perform their Band on the Run dance review. It was good and what I would expect. The best part was that we got to see a show AND see the stage we would be performing on all in one sitting.

I am now in bed and can feel the waves every so often. I’m trying to type up the blogs as I go and then post when I get access…so let’s hope for the best.

Master Plan or Farewell to Blank

Dear (Person from Chicago),

Thanks so much for being awesome. I love improvising with you. Not just the good times like (time we did something fun onstage i.e. Multiple Savion Glovers under an umbrella), or the weirdly bad times like when (a weird thing happened between you and I on stage i.e. River of Milk). I also enjoy the preshow bits we always do like (Belly full of cous cous, back slap alley, boom shaka).

Mostly I'm just glad our paths have crossed.

I'm off to a four month adventure, but when I get back we can go (do thing we do) like always. Hell, let's do a show together.

I miss you,
R

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PS. Right now I have less than three hours until the cab picks us up for the airport (if it is on time). My plan is to stay up. Then sleep at the airport, on the first plane, and on the connecting plane. I will then get a coffee and head off to the ship. Also, check http://secondcity.com/?id=touring/ncl if you like. We'll be up on it soon and we may even end up as the Spotlight of the Week person at some point.

From this point on I can't guarantee frequency of posts. It all depends on internet speed and agility.

1 is the Dumbest Number

...because it is the number of full days until we leave, and because we're becoming dumb. Deanna can't find her debit card. I have no idea what I did with one of those zip up cd cases that has the DVDs I set aside specifically for the boats (Office, Arrested Development, etc).

Rehearsals have been great. Matt Craig is a great director. I think the thing I like the most is that he continually sees things from our side and keeps us in mind while still getting the show ready. Matt has done plenty around here. He has played for ETC and Mainstage (go to secondcity.com to figure out what those are if you don't know...family). He's played on the ships and I think he might have even directed a ship before. We might be his first ship that he has directed. Regardless, he has a great eye for the sketches and has helped me specifically with making different character choices in some points.

There are three things that go into your sketches in the beginning. You read them via script, you see them via DVD, and you make your own initial character choices. I tried to match the DVDs as much as I could and in some cases that was different than what he suggested.

We have our running order down pretty well. Today we worked on White Guys (a song) and our ending mostly. Tomorrow is our last rehearsal day and then we're on a plane at 6am Thursday.

Right now Joey is tracing his lineage back through time via ancestry.com. He's been on it since we got home.

3 Is A Magic Number...

and also the amount of full days we have left. On Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday we will have rehearsals from 10am-6pm. Our flight is at 6:something am on Thursday.

I shot my last headshot for awhile...at least in Chicago. I plan on going photo crazy on the boat so check out my photoblog or my flickr (search Rance Rizzutto Photography).

Today was spent doing the shoot, running stuff to the storage unit, and packing for the ship. Deanna had her last rehearsals for non-ship stuff.

We had a nice dinner at the Deluxe Diner on Devon and Clark. Deanna and I went there one day merely out of convenience. I think it was when she got back from Italy and was hungry for something that wasn't pasta or pizza. I had a Diner Combo of eggs, bacon, hashbrowns, and french toast. It was GREAT! We've been back at least 5 times and tonight was a tiny farewell dinner.

The service, which has been on the better side of moderate in the past, was awful. There was one guy working out front and one guy in the kitchen. It took forever for them to take our order and longer after that to get our food. I feel like I jinxed it by liking the place so much.

Sam likes this Chinese Buffet place and was really upselling us on it when we left for Maine last year. So we had a farewell dinner there. It sucked...big time. Sam still thinks it is awesome and we are dumb...but guess what...he is dumb...but only about the buffet.

In other news, stories of my dad's infamous Movie Title Flubbery are still making the rounds. Just yesterday Deanna got to tell the story of how he remembered "The Vagina Monologues" as "The Vagina Monocles".

More as I know it.

Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let Us Go

So...a few things.

1) it was just snowing outside. I'm glad I got to at least see snow before we leave for "Warm Winter". I like snows.

2) As much as I like christmas music...and I think I like it a lot...it started on the radio on 11/1. C'mon. 11/1? These DJs are going to kill themselves if they have to fake warm holiday goodness that long. Every year I listen to that station all season long. I can't bring myself to stick to it this year...too early. You really blew it, radio.

3) In other news... Deanna and I purchased snorkeling equipment among other things today. I also got a new suitcase more designed to accomodate a suit, but not a garment bag. It is bright orange. I dare myself to not find it in an airport. I also scored big time in the "clothes for tall people" department.

Awhile ago I went to DSW (Discount Shoe Warehouse) to look for shoes. It is usually pretty tough to find shoes there because pretty much every brand only fits me if it is a 14, and they generally cut off at 13. When I first moved here I went there with some people from CSz and happened to find a pair of Addidas cross trainers that were 14s. Perfect! So perfect that I've had them for at least three years...probably four. This year they were looking pretty ratty so I went to DSW to look. Nothin'. We decide to try again today while we're out and about. Deanna finds about 5 different 14s. She is a shoe whisperer. I ended up getting a very comfortable pair of black show shoes to replace my rockports (that I've had for close to, if not over 10 years...since my Swagat days), a pair of nice brown shoes, and a pair of Ecco hip blue shoes. Major score.

I also got two pillows. The pillows I have now suck...they SUCK. I hate them. The funny thing about one of them is that it used to be Deanna's and I'd always try to steal it to sleep on. I have it now. And it sucks. It is flimsy...I think feathers...and it sucks. I consider it a paper pillow. The other one I have I only used to put under the paper pillow because I need more...but this thing has become more like a rock. And it sucks. I was telling Deanna as we were looking for pillows that I should get a sharp and jagged one so I could have "scissors" to complete my trilogy of awful pillows. I got two and will be trying them out tonight. Wish me luck.

We found out what sketches we'll be doing. We were sent a running order and most of the scripts. Some of the sketches that we didn't have scripts for yet are ship specific...written for/on the boats. I can't wait to find out more about those. I think I had two or three sketches that I was really hoping we would do. #1 on the list is a song called White Guys, and IT IS IN! I get to do it. It was on the mainstage at Second City not too long ago, and one of the two guys who originally did it is our director. Double bonus.

So, we're excited to get crankin'. We can pick up our hard copies of the scripts tomorrow.

I may be leaving something out, but that is bound to happen.

Habit Forming

At least I hope so. I don't have anything interesting to write about...I'm just writing to get in the habit of writing.

It is getting colder out here. 16 days until that isn't a problem anymore.

I just remembered that I need to pick up some pants I am getting alterred. While in Maine I went to the L.L. Bean outlet store and found some pants that hadn't been alterred yet. A major score for a guy my height. Normally stores with a minimum of moderately fashionable clothes don't carry sizes long enough for my arms or legs. The cut off is usually about an inch short of not looking odd. I have one pair of jeans that are long enough...one. They are a little baggy, AND they now have a grease stain on one knee (from changing the tire in a parking lot) that didn't come out. So...finding pants that are WAY too long is great.

I got inspired, photo-wise, by www.johnrussophoto.com. Celebrity shots. There is an article about him in this month's Rangefinder magazine.

We saw Joey in the Second City home show last night...and everyone else in his touring company (Seth, Robyn, Anthony, Lily). They have a great song about having only a certain amount of battery life left on your cellphone to last you until the next morning. I like the songs. Songs are pretty much sounds...and some of you know how I feel about sounds.

We saw Beth there (she hired us for the cruise ships) and she said our running order was being put together as we speak. "As we speak?" I said. Yes. She just emailed Matt Craig (ex-Second City Main Stage...currently in L.A.), who will be our director. A part of me would have loved scripts weeks ago. A bigger part of me doesn't want scripts until the last minute so I don't memorize it one way before getting director's notes. There are some scenes that I really like that I hope are in our running order...time will tell.

Gotta run. Need my pants.

Deanna's Return Went Flat

Deanna is back! Deanna is back!

First a recap since the last post. Remember how I said I needed to update my phone? Well, they told me the process would take about 30 minutes. It took about 45. What happened during those 45 minutes? At the beginning of them, Sara was assassinated. She had 30 minutes to get to me. By the time my phone updated that 30 minute window had closed. Whoever got her couldn't have planned it better to avoid me.

Late Saturday I went to bed around 1:00am. I had 8 missed calls from around 2:00am on my phone when I woke up. I happen to know the assassin knew 80% that I'd not only be home, but that I'd be asleep.

Today...I was home (which is currently farther north than most people live) and not really planning on going anywhere. I decided to take some stuff south to our storage unit. Right as I got as south as I was going to make it, I got a call. Scot was attacked down town. I was 15 minutes away and in a car. He was saved. He couldn't have called at a better time for me that day.

Which brings us back to tonight. I go to pick up Deanna at the airport. I missed rehearsal because of it, but thought I would head down there secretly to save people. If I was there, people wouldn't attack. If I wasn't (but showed up unannounced) I could save people. Well, I get to the airport. I recall the car pulling a little to the right as I approached the parking lot.

Pick up Deanna. We go to the car. She looks at the front passenger tire and says "Rance, you can't drive the car like this." I assure her it wasn't like that (and by "that" I mean completely flat) when I left. So, I had to bust out the spare for the first time. The car fell off the jack once, but then all was well.

What did this mean? I wasn't going to go to CSz rehearsal to save people. I get called by Megan. She's toast.

Then I remember Kat talking about a conversation with Shad where he said "if there is a medic I would take out his car to get the kill". Did someone flatten my tire? Probably not...but that is how much people get into this game.

Anyhow...DEANNA IS BACK!

Three more weeks and we're on our way!

BlackBuried

I get a lot of spam. A LOT. Normally when I wake up I look at my BlackBerry and I have 100+ emails waiting to be sifted through. This morning?

9

9 emails. Normally this would seem extremely odd to me...except this is the second time it happend in the last month.

If you texted me between, say, 3:00am and 9:30am (Rance Time) I didn't get your message.

I got ahold of my provider to find out there is a bug with my phone that has been fixed. All I have to do is update it. What happens is my phone thinks I'm out of memory even when it isn't, so it deletes emails.

In other news, first attempts were made last night in the assassination game. I had shows and showed up at three different theaters. If you remember, I'm a paramedic. I save people this time around...this means I'm everyone's best friend. I saw people at ComedySportz who asked me where I was going so they could get to me if they got attacked. I saw people at iO, some who were relieved and some who seemed as if I foiled their plans. I saw people at the Playground who didn't seem worried at all.

I was in a midnight show at the Playground. I checked my phone at 1:05am. I had received a call from Nick at 1:03am. He had fallen victim to a letter bomb...and not a clever one at all. We met up and I saved him. Apparently I have 30 minutes to get to people or have them get to me. After I heal them they have an hour of safety.

I think I may turn this into a game for myself. I may start stalking people I think are on the attack...waiting for them to make their move and then popping out of the shadows to save their target.

Or I may prepare for the ships.

The smart people who read this will know I'll be at CSz tonight.

Stop, Drop, and Roll'd

Remember that computer I talked about? The one that fell down the stair while we were moving? (I talked about that, right?) Deanna called me while I was in Maine to tell me it was covered. She also called me later from Italy to tell me it wasn't.

Our insurance only covered fire, theft and flood. I can't believe "moving" wasn't in there.

Tomorrow I plan on seeing how damaged it is. How will I do that? I'm back in Chicago, that's how. In exactly 30 days I'll be in Miami on a ship.

The cheaper(?) travel route to and from Maine seemed to be flying into Manchester, NH and renting a car. I think in the long run it was about the same price as a flight out of Bangor. Manchester is about 5 hours from Maine. Bangor is about 45 minutes away. Ah well. I was on the flight with the most bitchiest, loudest people. It wasn't the worst thing, just odd that everyone was so obnoxious. They were soon trumped by three girls on my 'L' ride home from the airport. You know in those old films where the old deaf people had those horns and always said "eh?" and then people would yell really loud so the deaf person could hear them? These girls were louder. And it was apparently their normal conversation volume.

Anywho. I'm back.

Also, The Assassin Game has started again. Don't remember if I mentioned it last year. A group of people play you get a target and you know someone else has you as a target. You can shoot them in the chest with a nerf dart or squirt gun, touch them in the chest with a spoon ("dagger"), or send them a letter that they have to be the opener of. I got killed by a letter bomb on a gig in Arizona last year.

This year there are 23 people playing. I don't have time to be one of the people, but a few of us had some ideas last year for some new things. This year I am a paramedic. If someone gets attacked and can get to me or one of the other two paramedics within 20 minutes of the attack, they're still in.

So, if you read this and you're an improvisor around town and people look shifty, this is why.

PS. just under half of the players are non-CSz people. Fun at iO!

No TV...Now With Less "No"

If you know me well enough you know that I've cut back on TV.

Back in June Deanna and I decided to cut out TV for a month. It went well enough that we got rid of cable altogether. We would still watch show on DVD, but no TV. Well...that was during the summer. Turns out there are a lot of shows that stop in the summer and start up in the fall. Weird, huh?

The nice thing? Pretty much any show I'm interested in is online. I can watch the full thing online! Thanks technology! The only down fall is I usually have to wait until the next day to watch. Each station has their own rules. NBC shows get posted at 2:00am Pacific time. So if I want to watch Heroes or The Office in Maine I need to wait until 5:00am the day after it originally aired. CBS posts Kid Nation at midnight EST but Survivor: China doesn't show up until the next day.

My current love/pet peeve is Beauty & The Geek. I love this show, but CW is blowing it online. Last week the episode was missing the last two minutes. They have a preview of the next week's episode that never got updated. It is updated now, but the episode isn't and it's been two days. C'mon, CW. Make me like you!

So far Discovery has the smoothest interface and CBS has the buggiest/most likely to suck.

Shows to watch if you haven't? Kid Nation. 40 kids from 8-14 put in a western town that was abandonned and left to do things on their own. They have a town council made up of 4 members (all kids) who showed leadership qualities (kinda. One is an eagle scout, but this bratty turd of a 10 year-old girl is a beauty queen...she sucks). The kids were split into four teams each with a council member as their captain. The show really has tested the kids in making choices between what a kid would want and what the town needs to survive. Each week there is a competition to decide a couple things.

1) it decides the hierarchy and "pay". Upper class gets $1 each and they have no real job...they can do nothing if they like or go help other teams with their jobs. Next is the merchant class. They either get $.75 or $.50 and they run the shops. There is a saloon, and a general store. Third place makes you the cooks ($.25) and you're incharge of feeding the whole town...everyone tries to keep the yellow team (captained by the beauty queen turd) away from this because they barely work. Fourth place gets you a dime and you're cleaning out houses, fetching water, and anything working class.

2) if all four teams finish the challenge within a certain time they win a bonus prize for the town. It's always a choice too...the choice between something kid like and something the town needs. I think the first one was between a TV and 7 extra outhouses. Next was between a huge water slide or an in-town water supply (they have to walk way up to a pump right now)...they didn't all finish in time so they didn't get either. Next was between a microwave and a supply of hot chocolate or a pizza party...the council chose the microwave and the kids hated them for it.

There is a journal the council members read that talks of the failures of the original town settlers who couldn't make the town work and what might make it better. Like establishing a curfew (which they did and the kids actually appreciated it).

This week was about religion. They were going to institute a full town religious ceremony that would allow everyone to bring their religions together. The kids didn't want it because they said everyone would just argue and there have been wars over religious differences. This 9 year old says we don't have to focus on the differences, we can focus on what they share in common. No one listened. He decided to go person to person and take a survey of who was what religion...a 9 year old. And he knew his stuff. He'd ask someone their religion and they might say "Jewish". He would reply "Orthodox or Progressive". They ended up having a non-force gathering that wasn't driven by the council, but put together by another girl. Instead of saying they needed to be there she went and told everyone "this is happening and we'd like you to come, but only if you want to."

These kids are pretty amazing. Also, they are kids sometime. It is hilarious to watch the homesick ones go to the saloon and expressly say "I gotta go to the saloon and get a rootbeer to take my mind of my troubles." Kids doing shots of soda, chugging bottles...hilarity.

Watch that show. It's available online at cbs.com.

ImprovAcadia: Belfast....and other glories

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Today was the day that Deanna left for Italy. She'll be back in two weeks and we'll be less than a month away from our journey.

Today was also the day that I walked to the L.L. Bean outlet. I packed pretty tight coming out here, but brought a lot of my photo stuff. Three bags in total. And I'm not going to make it back with the same packing...especially after purchasing Cities and Knights of Catan (expansion). Jen, Larrance, and Stuart (see pic) have all gone on the ships before and we've been "talkin' ship" a lot. I have a better idea of what I need to bring. Jen mentioned that the Bean had luggage, so I checked it out. They did.

I have a bunch of suitcases. What I was looking for was a rollerbag that I could fit my current suitcase into along with extra stuff and just check one bag. I found it. A black bag. The fun part is that all of the luggage (since it is an outlet store) is flawed in some manner. How was the bag I picked flawed? It was embroidered with "MASON" on it. I'm Mason now. All of the luggage had names or initials. I checked for some cool combo of letters, but MASON was what I settled on.

I also found three pairs of pants (no pleats!). Two of which had yet to be hemmed...which is perfect for a tall-y like me in a city filled with tailors.

5 shows left in Maine.

The Things I Do For Love

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This is one of many crappy cut out face things in Belfast, ME. It's not so much that they are crappy, but there were six that I saw in the small town of Belfast (Dorothy, Tinman, Scarecrow, Lion; A dog; A car; bears; and others).

They annoy me. More so because they trick people. You're in a town without much to do...getting your picture taken in one of these things in Belfast is the equivalent of going to the top of Sears Tower in Chicago I think.

It WAS however, crappy in that there was dog crap right behind the thing.

Deanna knows I don't like these things and she wanted me to take a pic in one. So here you go. :)

PS. I have a bunch of photos in my Daily Photo blog over there in the side links, or you can just click on the link under the picture and go to flickr to see them.

"Settle" Down...It's Fun

Things in Maine have been pretty low key. I've been on a few hikes, taken some pics (up on my photo blog soon) and Settled Cattan! I'm pretty sure I've mentioned this game (Settlers of Cattan). It's pretty fun...for all of us but Larrance.

Tomorrow we go into Belfast. A town known for having the game store where I purchased Settlers last year. Also known for having the expansion sets for the game that I'll buy this year.

Major things of note are mostly happening to Deanna. She booked and shot her first commercial AND she leaves on Tuesday for a trip to Italy. I'm pretty damn proud of her.

I wish I could tell you more exciting tales, but we have been accident free since Old Man McEatty rammed us.

Hit Me With Your Best Shot...Wait.

Today was the official Day Off in Maine. Everyone gets Mondays off at the theater. So after putting in two shows I was ready for a well deserved break from all that monotony that two shows can bring. I mean, we're talking about TWO WHOLE SHOWS!

I had one important mission: return the rental car. That went off pretty well.

After that we all decided we'd go for a hike and then catch a movie in town.

It is about 22 miles from the house into town. The main road is two lanes in each direction at 25 miles per hour through the first stretch upon leaving the house. As we were driving we noticed a pickup truck pulling out into traffic. Very slowly, and not entirely into just one lane, but making a wide turn out into our lane. A bunch of people in the right lane stopped. We went around. Everyone, I think, wondered what the hell he was doing. As we passed we noticed it was an old guy.

Later on up the road a bit we were stopped at a light. We were all talking about cruise ships as three of us will be going on the ship together, and the fourth has already been on the cruises (as have the owners of the Maine Theater)...when BAM! It felt like Larrance popped the clutch and the engine died...kind of threw our necks back. Nope. Old guy in a pickup truck rear ended us. We pulled over and they exchaged information. Larrance said he had food all over his face like he was eating in the car. But we also remembered seeing him from earlier and knew it wasn't safe.

***SNAP-DECISION OPEN LETTER***

Dear Old People,

Please surround yourself with family who are smart enough to hide your car keys from you and not let you endanger lives. You may drive slower, but you also favor heavier cars. It's not a contest to see who lives longer and you won't win my taking out younger people with your car. You're scientifically proven* to be more dangerous than drunk drivers.

XOXO,
The World

*that proof has to be somewhere

***END SNAP-DECISION***

We also have been playing a game called Settlers of the Catan. It's hard to explain, but it is fun. I learned how to play last night and gave Jen a hard time about cheating because she didn't explain part of it. It wasn't really cheating. I'm just a razzer by nature.

It is a 3-4player game, but you can buy an expansion set that allows up to 6 people to play. We're going to get the expansion and bring this game on the boats because...get this...there will be six of us.

I also saw Declan on our way to hiking. He works at the theater on Wednesdays so I'll see him again. You may remember him from countless comments on older posts.

The Man In Maine Fall Mainly On His Butt

How's that for a title...it's actually more of a headline because it sums up today quite well.

We are moved. Major step #1 in the "going on the ships" process. Our stuff is in storage. The apartment is clean. We have a place to stay. We're staying with friends and left aside an assortment of "essentials" (crap we thought we would need, but we probably don't) to bring to their place.

Because of our schedules for the next 6 weeks it will be rare that all four of us are living there at the same time. Neither of them were there when we moved in. One major thing that needed to happen was putting some of our stuff in their storage area. Minor glitch...we didn't know where it was, and I had a 10:30 Baby show that night. We came home to a hide-a-bed couch all made up with a note saying we were "effin' crazy" if we didn't just sleep there and store the stuff in the morning. So we did just that.

In the morning I took a small load of stuff down on a hunt for the storage. Found it, checked out the remaining space, then went up stairs for one more load...a plastic tub with office equipment, and my PC. The final elements of our move. As I was walking down the stairs, Deanna said "Be careful!" To which I replied "Relax. I've got this." Not one step later did it appear that I was on a flat area, but there was one step left. I bit it...but not as hard as my PC. It rolled down the remaining stairs as I was crumpled oddly on the remaining stair that I didn't see. I'm mildly injured...just sore really.

I'm writing on my laptop right now...not because my PC died in the fall (I haven't checked it yet) but because I left for the airport this morning. I then arrived in Manchester and drove from there to Maine to play in the 10pm show there. I'll be here for two weeks.

Summary verified.

Remember Me?

I'm slowly going to start getting back into this thing for boat purposes...the Daily Photo too.

We received our first official email/slew of paperwork. It's all starting to happen. We know when we're rehearsing and we know who the cast is (we've known the cast for awhile).

Deanna and I are in the midst of moving out. We move on the 30th...technically on the 27th. I've been spending the last two months slowly preparing. Painting, sorting junk, getting stuff ready to sell. The walls are all white. A bunch of stuff is online or sold. We're doing it. The unfortunate thing is I'm working a gig that takes me out of town 4 of the next 9 days...including coming back around 11pm on the 27th. We have movers coming so at least it isn't Deanna loading a van by herself.

I'm home...well..."home" for the 28th then leave the 29th for Maine.

It should be interesting.

Soon we should be receiving scripts, finding out who our director is, and an assortment of fun things I don't know about.

I just shot my last photo shoot for the month. So I can pack all that stuff up. I may try to get some shots in when I get back from Maine. I have about 5 or so people who have already expressed interest. I just need to find a space.

This blog will mostly be for boating...maybe sometimes foreboding.

Has it Been That Long?

I guess it has at least been less than a month since I've posted. I write today to call people to arms!

I'm in a video group called seven8nine (www.seven8nine.net). We've submitted videos to a few contests. I wrote one that we ended up using for a My Life In 60 Seconds contest and we won! Thanks to your voting help. We now are in two other contests and we need your votes! Mr. Clean and Visa. You can view below, but please click the link to go vote for them as well. THANKS!!!



http://www.mrcleanscenes.com/mrclean/en_US/viewvideo.do?videoid=b4a4Khiw1H0



http://www.whatsmyscore.org/contest/videos.php (look for Credit Always Scores)

Of Sun, Burns, and Bananas

Yesterday was Saturday and the first Saturday in a long time that I haven't had a headshot appointment (due to rescheduling). So I went to the beach and played volleyball. Some of you may remember that I burnt my feet badly 2 or 3 years ago while playing volleyball. Lesson learned. Before leaving I put SPF 30 on my face and feet and spray on SPF 15 everywhere else. Totally protected, right? Wrong! Spray SPF sucks. I have burns all over my stomach and shoulders with blotchy non-burn areas from where the spray actually hit. I'm well cammoflauged for a red and white environment...like a candy cane factory or Waldo's house.

In other news, Kat threw away my banana peel for me.

Of Water, Rain, Floods, and Comcast Apologies

There were two days of storms. Two. Big storms. Lightning flashes and there is no time to count to the sound of thunder storms. The first one was the worst. It is a common cycle out here. Temperature rises over a couple days, thunder storm, temperature is now 20 degrees cooler.

On the first storm day the temperature didn't really drop much afterwards. That's a good sign that there is more storm to be had. During all the raining water started flowing down into our garden apartment porch. Then the wind blew and a small river showed up out of the alley and REALLY filled up our porch. Our apartment was made into an apartment only about 5 years ago. Boy, they were smart about it. We have a lip on our back door that is about 2-3 inches high. The water came with in less than an inch of flooding before the rain settled down. The next day there were guys taking care of flood damage to the other areas of the building. On two separate occasions someone peeked their head in the screen door and asked if we had flood damage. When we said "no" they would say something to the effect of "whew! You are really lucky!"

The second day was just for fun with lightning and all. PS. Deanna decided to go for a walk right before both storms on both days.

Yesterday really cooled off and today as well. Which is great because I have had photoshoots on both days.

And Comcast? I'm cancelling our cable today. We went all of June with no TV. I've watched nothing but DVDs whenever I watched anything. So why mention it? I've been on hold this whole time. They sure don't rush to answer the cancellation phone calls.

"We apologize for the delay. Please continue to hold..."

Dear Illinois Department of Revenue,

I've been waiting over two months for my refund and I just today received a letter saying I OWE taxes...that you didn't receive any quarterly tax payments at all throughout the year.

A) My name isn't RRance
B) Take a look at my tax form. Hold it next to your records. Check the Social Security number. See how the one on my form is different from the one you're looking at?

I'll be calling you dipshits on Monday.

Hugs and Kisses,
RRance

No vegeance...let's clean.

So, we leave this apartment soon. Well...in three months, but it requires putting everything in storage. When I say "everything" I mean "whatever is left" because I'm trimming the fat. As I have been digging through plastic tubs of stuff I had to keep I started finding things that I only look at when I open the tubs. One of these things is a box of cassette tapes.

I'm fairly up-to-date on my technology. I still have CDs because I have a CD player, but I rarely listen to anything not iPod contained. So, I'm looking at these cassettes and the answer is clear. I'm never going to listen to them. There was a part of me that wanted to convert them to CDs somehow but it isn't worth the effort. I'm currently trying to convert my VHS tapes to DVD and it's not working well...but I never use a VCR anymore and I want to be rid of it.

CLEANING UP SHOP!

Other things I'm getting rid of. Art supplies. Hulk Hands. Books. Anything that takes up space that I don't need.

Things that made the cut: My great-grandpa's pipe cleaner, an orange bandana of my moms, a scorpion my dad killed in Hawaii when I was a baby (it is in a decorative mold and I'm a scorpio), a saphire ring from my grandpa, a note my grandma sent to me at camp with treats and $10 (just the note remains), and other little trinkets.

As far as the identity theft thing goes. Apparently it was caught in time. The consensus is that someone used my info to do a "get a free iPod" promotion. For those promotions you usually have to do five things through specified vendors and then you get the iPod. One of those vendors? Sirius. Buy a Sirius radio and you're one step closer to your free iPod. So they use my credit card, send the radio to me, and they get credit for that purchase. They also tried to use some car auction place and ordered some phonics learning package from Scholastic.

I have a friend who used to work in the field of finding these things out. Apparently it usually stems back to Russian or Chinese Mafia. But all is well now.

So, that's it. Cleaning house and doing shows and taking headshots.

"My Dad is Different" by Rance Rizzutto

On Father's Day it's kind of hard
To find a gift or perfect card
My Dad is Different

He don't play golf (not that I've seen)
Though he planned making our yard a putting green
My Dad is Different

I recall one time (or two? Not clear)
That I've ever seen him drink a beer
My Dad is Different

No ties, no cuffs, no power suits
He carves wood while wearing comfy boots
My Dad is Different

He'll make his famous pizza bread
Sing Italian (sounding) songs that come to his head
My Dad is Different

I'm glad he doesn't match the hype
Or fit the normal stereotype
I'm Glad he's Different

(Happy Father's Day)

Nice Try, Thief.

My mom was pestering me to blog. I thought "nothing new has happened." I was wrong. A few days ago I was checking my credit card online to see when my payment was do and check on a balance transfer I had put through on a new card. I was denied access and told to call customer support.

My credit card had been fraud. I still have the card, so it was something online.

They asked me about a few charges and I had no idea. Luckily I rarely use the card so it was easy for me to know I wasn't using it. One such thing was a purchase made to Sirius Radio. That's right. Someone used my card to purchase satelite radio.

Who ever did this is either a) an idiot, b) living in or near my apartment complex, or c) both. Yesterday I received a package...a Sirius radio. The one I didn't order. It CAME TO ME! What idiot thief buys you stuff with your own card? Am I not rich and not poor? Is there some bizarre Robinhood that steals from you and gives back to you?

The only thing I could figure (with my mystery solving skills) is that someone in the building got into my computer via wireless somehow. Why else would they not bother changing the delivery address. If they see packages waiting in the entry way waiting for me from the place they ordered/stole from then they can just take it.

I have a vengeance streak. I need to get people back. It is rare that I have any serious reason to get people back, but it is there. If I can't pay it back I'll pay it forward. Watch out, evildoers.

"It's 'Hartford' me to find anything to do in this town"

Well, I just got back from Hartford, CT and boy do I have stories.

I was there for a gig. Everything with the gig and the client was fantastic, and I'm not just saying that. The stories come from the traveling.

We flew out on Southwest. I don't know if you know about Southwest, but they're known for their cattle-call style seating. When you check in you are in boarding group A, B, or C. We were in A on the way out and B on the way back. What this means is there is a place for each group to line up (under an A, B, or C) and you go on the plane in the order you lined up. First come, first serve. There weren't a whole lot of people on the flight to CT (c'mon Hartford Board of Tourism! Work harder!) I like the exit row seats for the leg room. This flight had one of those seats in the exit row with no seat in front of it...so HUGE leg room bonus. There was a guy sitting in the middle seat next to that seat. I asked him "Is anyone sitting there?' He said "yes" and stayed in his middle seat. Jeff from our group was nice enough to give me the aisle seat in the exit row on the opposite side that he was about to take...very generous. The flight wasn't that full and we all had a lot of room...including the douche bag who told me the seat was taken. It was...by him, apparently, as was the aisle seat of that row. At one point he stretched across all three seats...IN THE EXIT ROW! If you're not going to use the leg room of the row, get out of the row. Unfortunately he didn't die on the plane.

Before that...right before that, as I was walking down the aisle I met Johnny Stumbles a.k.a. Johnny "I can't see Rance if he is standing right in front of me." This guy was in the aisle during boarding. Talking to buddies, messing with his luggage, dropping his glasses. You name it. It took this guy forever to be aware of his surroundings and notice that there was a line of people behind him waiting to get seats...and even then, he didn't really notice.

Added bonus, the guy in the window seat of my aisle OR someone IN the air blower was farting. So...there were smells.

The plane landed and we got off. A few people from the aisles in front of me didn't get off...one of them was Johnny Stumbles. For whatever reason, he let everyone go by, but right as I got there (remember, I'm invisible to him for some reason) he steps out into the aisle, heads towards me (the opposite direction of everyone else), and starts talking to the guy behind me. I know my parents read this, but the only way to accurately describe this guy is "dip shit".

Hartford. Hmmm. Nothing to do there. We had about 4-6 hours to kill before our show. I watched Bridge to Terabithia on the Hotel TV. The preview makes it look like a fun movie where whatever a kid draws turns into reality. Turns out it is about him and a new girl in town use their imaginations to imagine things that don't turn into reality, but are imagined. Still kind of fun. Oh! Did I mention that the new girl in town is cute and they are best friends and when he doesn't invite her to come to something she ends up drowning? DON'T WATCH THIS MOVIE BEFORE YOU HAVE TO DO IMPROVISATIONAL COMEDY!

The show went good.

Later that night Contact was on TBS so I watched some of that. I was on 4 hours of crappy sleep and a lot of coffee was wearing off. I finally crashed. Our driver that took us to the airport was a character. He was early and found two of us. We told him the other two would be down soon. He then saw a third person...who went to use the internet quickly. The driver cam back and saw the fourth person but no third. "Where'd the third person go?" "He's using the internet." "Ah. He's on the boob tube. I don't much care for it. I can't type and I have no need to talk to someone in Istanbul."

I hope that his attitude doesn't offend all of the people I talk to in Istanbul via using this boob tube.

Side note (JUST FOR MEN...LADIES, LOOK AWAY)

Fellas. If you're in a public restroom...and you have to just pee...and you go into a stall. Yeah...those are for pooping. People actually sit on those seats. So, you know, lift the seat or stop using a blindfold. I can tell when I have pee'd on a seat, why can't the rest of you. Stop it. If I find someone doing that (how would I do that?) I will pee on them. It's just how it's gonna be.

Blah, blah, blah

So...what's new? I'm a little irritable today, but my mom wondered what is going on. The truth is that this blog is mildly complex to sign in to. For some reason when I click on the links I need to click on they don't respond unless I shift-click them thus opening a new window. It takes about 3-4 windows to even start blogging. It's barely extra effort, but it is enough to sway me from writing when something interesting happens. Then, by the time I actually get to it, the interesting thing doesn't seem interesting.

The biggest news is Deanna and I won the Dual Duel. There was a contest for two-person shows. 7 weeks in the running I believe. Each week five two-person groups got 10 minutes. After all the groups the audience voted. The number one group came back to the finals and the number two group went to a wildcard round the week before the finals. We won our week and went to the finals with what ended up being four groups (including ourselves) who won first place in their week and two groups that won from the wildcard show. The house was packed. Deanna and I did a silent 10 minutes. We had music playing that would inspire us, but we didn't talk. We won. All of the stuff was good that night, but the audience voted and we won. Two trophies and $200. Not too shabby. It was really fun to do a show with just Deanna. That doesn't happen much.

What else? It's getting warmer. At the level when some places (like a place I was at tonight) don't realize they should have their AC on...which is why I'm so irritable right now...that plus listening to American Idol in the other room. Yuck.

So...that's the gist. I'm taking an online class that let's me use models...those photos will be on my photo blog soon.

Geekery Extreme!

So, I've been on a geek streak lately. I borrowed Lego Star Wars II from Sam and completed that. It's basically playing levels that sort of match the first Star Wars movies that were made (episodes IV-VI). Fun little time waster.

Then I also borrowed Oblivion...which I've played and won, but you can play different types of characters. So I'm playing that again.

To make matters worse, my friend and old roommate Zach was in town and we went to Dave & Busters. They have a game there called Derby Owners Club. It's a horse racing game where you create, train, and race a horse. When you create a horse you get a card with that horse's name on it that you can bring back and play with again. Each time you train the horse it gets a little better. If you win, you get little things. It's basically like tomogochi...if you remember those. You can only race so many times (about 20) before you have the option to retire the horse for breeding or continue racing. If you continue racing you'll still only be good for a certain number of races. Training does less and less. And your horse will need to rest from time to time.

We have created a group of people that gets together to play this. A club if you will. So far I have a male and female that I've retired for breeding. Just today I bred a "special" horse...meaning it is all gray with a black mane and tail. There are other special horses that have stripes and stuff.

Most of us are pretty addicted to this game.

In other news, I auditioned for Baby Wants Candy yesterday and found out today that I made it in. Baby Wants Candy is a musical longform group that is pretty well known in Chicago and in the improv world. I'm excited to start that as the current cast is fantasic and I'm sure the other new people are as well.

I'm very scatter-brained lately. I know there have been other things that I meant to blog about but they have disolved away.

Slippin' and a-Slidin'

So, I've been slipping in my "update this" duties. To be honest, I have had a lot of "I should blog about this" thoughts, and then I forget what I was going to blog about.

Yesterday (the 14th) was my seven year aniversary with Deanna. Which means a few things: A) That was the first time Deanna cooked for me, B) This is the longest relationship I've ever been in (technically, and not just "by feel"), and C) Happy 7th Birthday Fiona!

That's right, our first "date" was a pork chop and rice-a-roni dinner after visiting Ruth in the hospital. She had just given birth to her daughter Fiona. Also, I think it's Sam's birthday.

Taxes are delayed until the 17th. I had mine done by an accountant but I hadn't sent them in yet because I owed on Federal. So...TODAY I go to get the envelopes ready only to find out he (the accountant) didn't give me my W2s and 1099s. THAT puts a little damper on getting those sent out. I plan on spending tomorrow hunting him down and either getting my W2s or the money I paid him. FUN!

I've been doing interviews for another blog through www.iochicago.net. Go to their blogs and find Better Know An Improvisor with Rance Rizzutto. I meet up with an improvisor in their "natural habitat", interview them, and take their picture to put up on the blog. I've posted four and have a fifth nearly ready (Wednesday perhaps). They get more and more fun to do. I won't say who it is, but my latest interviewee and I had a 10-15 minute discussion (AFTER I stopped recording the interview) about farts on stage and farting for the sake of watching the audience react. It was hilarious.

I played in the improv set at Second City on Monday. Monday nights are TourCo nights. For you folks back home, TourCo means Touring Company. There are three main TourCo groups (Red, Blue, and Green) and they rotate doing their show on Monday nights on the main stage at Second City. I went to watch and it was GreenCo which is awesome because it has some of the people I know the most: Joey Bland (CSz, headshot client, and also the first interview on the other blog), Robyn Norris (CSz and headshot client), Seth Weitberg (Beatbox, ImprovAcadia), Abby McEnany (ImprovAcadia), Anthony LeBlanc (Beatbox), and Lily Allison (she cuts my hair). So I've either performed with them or let them touch my head. The way it works is they do their show. Each TourCo has a different show made up of material from past Second City Mainstage shows, plus, sometimes, some original material. After the show they do an improv set and usually invite improvisors to play with them...usually from "the bench". That night I was on the bench. So was Shad Kunkle (known as Chicago's Last Improvisor (by three people)) and Jet Eveleth. Coleen Doyle was also there and I feel like I didn't spell her name right. Anyhow. I played in the set and had some fun stuff.

I'm really trying to remember stuff as I can here. Oh, my monitor died. Not just any monitor, but a cool one that was hand painted by one Phil Borgia (he paints cars and I have a monitor and computer painted that match...it was Blaine's doing...he just passed on the computer to me).

There was a Digital Short on SNL last night that I think is great. It has this song that repeats a lot that I like. I tracked it down tonight and it's called Hide and Seek by Imogen Heap. I like it.

I've been reading "boat blogs". There are people who are working on Cruise ships for Second City. They usually go for 4 months, and they usually write blogs. I just recently discovered Ben Johnson's blog, and he's been gone for 4 months, so he'll be back soon. I feel like I know a different side of Ben now, so that's cool.

Comcast is forcing everyone to go digital with cable. The price didn't change, they just required us to get a cable box.

Deanna made a huge plate of pasta for me and I finished it.

Hi Nanners.

Did you ever hear a baby panda sneeze?

Would you ever drink juice with a goose or two moose?

I'm trying to get more random. My sister, mom, and I once played a game where we try to continually say something random. I call it "I have a hammock." Before it was a game it just became what I said to someone when they would answer me with a non-sequitor. Example:

Rance: They were out of milk at the grocery store
Person: Pluto's not considered a planet anymore.

That has nothing to do with milk or grocery stores so I would say

Rance: I have a hammock.

But the inflection would be as if their previous statement was something like "Does anyone here have a hammock?" or "I'm looking for a comfortable way to take a nap outside." You know...with a little excitement...like I'm really helping them solve a problem.

On that note...is written a brief message I suppose.

That reminds me...I like finishing "common pauses"...like if someone says "So........" and pauses long enough without saying anything I try to slide in "a needle pulling thread" (sung, of course). Try it! Find new ones! "Um....." "brellas for sale!" But, you know, good ones.

I'm tired.

Z.

Johnny Old Legs

So, about a week ago seven8nine.net (the video sketch group I'm in) decided to film one of my ideas. It involved a lot of sprinting on my part...a LOT.

Like I said, it was over a week ago. Since then I haven't done anything too energetic...takin' it easy.

Today Deanna and I had a meeting and we went to the bus stop. Her coat looked like it had a huge stain on the back (we determined it was from being right next to a cheap coat all winter). She said "should I go put it in the car?" because we didn't think we had enough time to make it back to the apartment, we didn't want to go to the meeting in dirty coats, and the bus could have shown up any minute. I said "I'll do it. I can run fast!"

I go to sprint across the street and my muscles...for the first time in my life...say "yeah...right." I was able to do a "barely-jog". I stretched a little when I got back, but c'mon. It was the first time I really felt old. I've had aches and pains but nothing that I couldn't get through.

The slight irony of it all being that we waited another 20 minutes after that for the bus and ended up just taking a cab.

What Am I Doing With My Life?

THAT is the question. I'm still getting by with acting and photography but I feel like I can't give either the attention they need to thrive. If my career choices were plants, they both have a spot in the window, but I only enough water for one...when I split that water they stay alive, but they don't grow...right?

Deanna and I are doing a job that is the epitome of "acting" jobs. That's all I'll say about that one. Suffice to say at least it pays.

Today we finished up (almost) a student project we were acting in for the directors program at Columbia College. I say almost because a huge hydraulic hammer was driving steel foundation supports into the ground less than a block away and it could be heard in every take.

Other stuff is happening that is really hazy. More on that when the haze is gone.

Oh, I started a different blog through iO at http://blogs.iochicago.net/rance/wordpress/. It is and will be (since it has one post so far) a series of interviews of performers at iO. Mostly ones that I don't know, but also ones I do know...like Joey Bland. (Yes, Martin, I know him)

I meet the people during the day at a place they would normally be during the day (so I don't end up doing all of my interviews at iO). I record the interview and I photograph them. That's it. So tune in if you want to get to know some improvisors.

Adventures in Coffee Grinding

I had a minor adventure today.

Yesterday Deanna and I walked to the grocery store (to get some groceries...it seemed like the right place). We were only getting a few things and coffee was one of them. Faithful readers may remember the saga of going from soda, to buying 7-11 coffees, to buying a 2-cup coffee brewer. Well...the last time I bought coffee it was from 7-11...they actually sell their brand of coffee grounds. I bought it and brought it home...and tore out the seam when I opened it. Nothing a ziplock couldn't fix. But I didn't want to go back there and get their easy-to-destroy bag of coffee grounds. So, while we were at Jewel I saw what I was waiting for...a BIG bag of coffee. This was perfect!...until I got home and realized what exactly the big bold words "whole bean" actually meant.

Which brings me to my adventure today. I bought a coffee grinder. AND...got some photos along the way, so go check them out (Daily Photo...--->)

Irish and Stuff

I'm mostly posting because I haven't in awhile. If you haven't, go check out Daily Photos (the link is over there ---> with the other links).

Happy St. Patrick's Day! In Oregon, where I grew up, this was a day of shammrocks and wearing green so you don't get pinched and top of the mornings and fun. Here in Chicago it's all that times 50 plus over endulgence in alcohol. Last year (and I might have blogged about it) there were people passed out in parking lots around noon...NOON!

So, I'm lying low today. I have two comedysportz shows that hopefully won't be too drunk.

I've been watching the TV show "Extras". It's by Ricky Gervais who created The Office which was the source of the American version of The Office. Extras is great. I've watched both seasons now (I think...6 episodes in the second season?) and love it. Maggie is always saying the wrong thing at the wrong time without even realizing it. It's hard to describe. Find a way to see it. Season 1 is on DVD and season 2 is not.

Four days ago it was 75 degrees. 3 days ago it was snowing. It is snowing again today.

Ahhhhhh....Chicago Spring.

Hold Everything! (except that money...)

More on dentistry and the state of our world...

So, if you read the last post you saw I had to pay 50% of my $810 bill. And that all in all I saved $45. That, friends, is wrong. I got my bill from my insurance and they covered $165. That's it.

They cover $215 on crowns and $50 of that I have to pay towards a deductable. For whatever reason, when I got my insurance I read the list of amounts for services as "what I will have to pay" and not "what we pay".

Long story short, after I get my final cementing I will throw out the insurance. I have separate health insurance (that costs more and would hopefully cover more if, say, something terrible happened) that I will keep.

I remember back in the good ole' days when I had to pay...TEN DOLLARS A VISIT!!! And I remember thinking it was outrageous that I had to pay anything.

Hopefully I can get a menu of sorts from the dentist...prices of services and what not.

Anyone watching Heroes on NBC? You should. That show is great! The next new episode isn't until 4/23 so I'm sure you'll have a chance to catch up with reruns. Mondays at 9/8 central.

...he said with a toothy grin

Went to the dentist today to get my permanent fake tooth. After a projected 50% insurance coverage I paid $405. And I've paid a grand total of $360 for insurance over the past year. So I just saved $45!!

I heard somewhere that your teeth are determined by your blood type and that it all ties back to diet. Meaning way back when, blood type [type] ate mostly meat while people with blood type [different type] ate a heavier diet of vegetables.

I've got big, sharp, pointy meat eating teeth. I feel like my new tooth is a vegetarian's tooth. It's not quite as pointy and a little bulbous. It makes me long for my un broken sharp pointy tooth.

It is attached with temporary cement. Doc wanted to make sure that it wouldn't give me any troubles. I go back in 2 weeks for a basic cleaning and 6 weeks for permanent cement.

Also, come get some headshots from me so I can afford my fancy fake teeth :)

Ketchup

I've got a to do list that I've been trying to get at for a while now. I've taken bits and pieces off and I'm left with some major chunks. So that is what has taken up my time lately...along with a lot of photo shoots.

So if you're checking the Daily Photos...they are currently lacking. I am in front of my computer a lot and don't want to just take pics of my monitor...zzzzzzz.

I've been iritated (or irritated) lately. At pretty much everything. Not angry, not peaceful, just irritated. And by everything I mean everything that doesn't have anything to do with photography. Just the performing side. There are a couple things I'm in that are great and really trying to be the best we can be. There are a couple things that have that spoken drive but it doesn't feel like everyone is up to the challenge. There are a couple things that have a twinge of hopelessness. All of the shows I'm in belong in one or more of those categories.

I'm pretty much "glass half empty, and too warm, and a coaster would be nice" about things now. Whereas some of you might remember this summer I was "glass half empty, but I have a cool cup!"

I'm worried I'm turning into "John" from Lindberg's post. I am not sure who John is for sure, but I know some people who fit the bill and I don't want to turn into that guy.

It snowed again but it is probably not going to much longer. Although the first time I came to Chicago was in April and it was snowing...so...who knows.

So...there's a little tid bit. I have an office to clean, a promo DVD (for photography) to make for agents, Flier displays to create, a newsletter to make and send, and other random stuff.

Get busy! The me is coming!

Teeth: an introspective

So, like I said...I broke a tooth. More on that in a while.

I grew up with perfect teeth. The stuff you suckers who had braces dreamt of while changing your rubberbands and hoping to eat just one salt water taffy. They came in straight and stayed that way. Everyone said how great they were and it gave me a "tooth-immortality" complex. It didn't help that I maybe brushed once a day (in the morning I think...or maybe just at night) and would always come back from the dentist with no cavaties. And I never flossed.

Well, enough years of that went by to make it stick that my teeth ruled. In addition my wisdom teeth didn't really come in. And they didn't hurt. The dentist said I should get them out, but they didn't hurt and that is why most people get them removed...for crowding.

Fast forward to me moving out and not having insurance of my own. I went about 3-5years with no dental exams whatsoever, and yet a steady increase of Pepsi intake. I finally got insurance through Kaiser and went to see the dentist. I think my cavaties were in the teens if not twenties. This was the day I learned about quadratic dentistry. They were going to do my fillings one quadrant at a time because it would take to long to do them in one day (not to mention I would have a mouthful of throbbing fillings). I got all the fillings done. I was brushing twice a day at that point but still not flossing.

Basically, I never floss...still...and I really should.

I had a molar break a while ago and got a crown. Back when I was still in Portland. About a year ago my perfect teeth starting getting crowded by those wisdom teeth that weren't bothering me. Thus making it harder to floss when I would make the attempt. It hurt enough for me to get dental insurance, but not frequent enough for me to look for a dentist. I quit drinking soda...not for the caffeine this time, but for the high fructose corn syrup. Since I have been avoiding non-natural sugars my teeth haven't hurt at all.

About a week ago I started flossing. Determined to make it a habit. Then two days ago my tooth breaks off in a subway sandwich. And now we're up to date...almost.

Important lesson: people without perfect teeth...the ones who get braces and all that...learn how to better take care of their teeth. People with perfect teeth end up asking strangers to help them "start an apple" (thanks, Dave Attel!).

So...the tooth story, continued.

I was doing a video shoot for seven8nine.net and we took a sandwich break and my tooth breaks. It didn't hurt, but I left to hunt down a dentist. Found one who had taken Friday off, and was working Saturday to make up for it. I had a 7:45am appointment.

Got there and he was the only one there. We got started. He looked at it and said "You lost a pretty big chunk." I agreed.

Dentist: Well, we're going to numb that up. I'm going to take an xray, and then we'll get started. You're going to need a cap for sure.

He starts working on cleaning the area. I'm good and numb and can't feel anything.

Dentist: You may have lucked out. There was some decay, and according to the xray and you not feeling any pain after the break...you came as close to exposing the nerve as you could have without actually exposing it. I'm going to give you a temporary cap, then you'll come back for the permanent one.

He starts grinding the tooth away. Anytime water is used it sprays all over my face. At one point he says "you're a real challenge on a day when no one else is here. That's ok though. I like a challenge."

If you've ever gone to the dentist they usually have the assistant working the water and vacuum. I found it hilarious that water was spraying everywhere because I could only imagine what it looked like with him trying to hold a drill, a mirror, and a water sprayer all at the same time.

He gets closer to finishing.

Dentist: Like I said, it's pretty close to the nerve. I'm going to put some medicine on it and put on the temporary. There is still a chance that you'll have to do a root canal.

He finishes everything.

Dentist: For the next 24-48 hours you'll feel some dull, achy, throbbing pain...which is normal. If you feel that PAST the 48 hours, call me right away...because we'll have to do a root canal.

So here it is nearing the 36 hour mark. I went and bought a big bottle of advil before feeling returned to my face. He said I could take up to 4 advil every 6 hours if the pain was bad, so I wanted to stock up. As time progressed and my face denumbed I had no pain. Cold beverages, hot beverages...no pain.

So, it looks like I'll have another fake tooth in my face with extremely minor chance of a root canal.

I have to wait a week for the permanent tooth to be ready.

Easy...EASY!!!

Wow...the relatives get restless! If you don't know what I'm talking about, you don't read the comments.

I've been pretty busy this month with photo shoots and what nots. Same ole same ole. Johnny Roast Beef (iO team) has been put on Wednesday night shows and I hope we stay there for a while. We're doing some of our best work ever. Very fun and free.

on 2/1/06 I decided to get health and dental insurance. My teeth were starting to hurt like my wisdom teeth were crowding them. Then the pain went away. The dental insurance I got started with minimal benefits for the first month, better benefits after 6 months, and the best benefits after a year.

Here it is a year and 15 days after the start date!!!...I had a tooth break while eating a subway sandwich. Didn't hurt. Just kind of hurts here and there now. It was one of those situations where I bit into something hard in the sandwich and pulled it out of my mouth...recognized it was a tooth...and actually hoped that it was just someone elses tooth in my sandwich. Nope. It was mine.

I managed to find a dentist who was closed today, but is open tomorrow because he was closed today. I have an appointment at 7:45am. YIKES!

So there's your news.

Oh, also, it snowed about 6 inches and is supposed to snow tonight. I still love snow.

Delayed Thanks

Thanks, Cheryl, for the books and for renewing my magazine subscriptions you got me last year! They are well appreciated.

Just really writing to do so today. I was on a corporate video shot most of the day as a background-ish character. I didn't have any lines and just did physical stuff...pretty fun.

It's about 20 degrees here. Feels colder. I broke out "ole yeller"...my huge yellow coat that I bought for my first trip out to Chicago. It is thick and has a vest of the same thickness inside. It's super warm and looks ridiculous. Both reasons to love it.

I had a show with Johnny Roast Beef tonight. iO Chicago has a "schedule" that comes out that lists the shows for a span of about 8 weeks. For this schedule we're on Wednesday nights. Normally we would be on a Friday or a Saturday...great slots. But knowing that you're just on one night is soooo much better to schedule around. Bonus One: It will almost never conflict with ComedySportz. Bonus Two: Wednesday is free show night at iO and the crowds are always awesome.

Some of you may remember that Daily Photo blog I have...especially Martin. I'll be getting back to that soon. So keep an eye peeled. Don't delete it from your list of blogs. Go to it right now and start sending comments of stuff you want to see pictures of and I'll try to meet the challenge. Who knows, maybe you'll see your photo idea right there on the computer screen! Maybe you'll even meet Ben Vereen* (*thanks, Bert Fershners).

Pressure

Deanna came back from Portland with many stories. Some of which involved that more of her friends read my blog than I thought. This one in particular is for the Scott family...and a little part for Julie (not my mom, but Deanna's friend).

A) Julie, that cat book is ridiculous in a good way. Thanks.
B) Linda and Bryant, I heard you did a mean Rance impersonation as far as 7-11 coffee runs go. Today I bought a coffee maker.

Those who know me know I used to LOVE pepsi, and that I've quit it many times. This last time I discovered it wasn't the caffeine I was addicted to so much as the sugar/high fructose corn syrup. I've only had soda a few times, and it was 7-up or Sprite, and usually on an airplane. I have started drinking coffee with raw sugar...usually at 7-11.

I would go to 7-11 and buy a coffee because it is right across the street, and if I wanted more I would have to go back and go through the process again. I didn't want a coffee maker because I didn't want a half pot of coffee left over in the house...that would mean I would drink more than I really needed. But today I thought it would be cheaper in the long run, and I found the perfect brewer. A black and decker that comes with two travel cups and brews right into one or both of them using separate grounds. So if I like one type of coffee and Deanna likes another kind, we can both brew 16oz of our favorite coffee into a travel cup at the same time and roll. It's perfect...except that I bought foldgers to see if I would like it (hoping I would because it was cheaper...but it tastes like crap).

So...I have coffee power!

So Much and So Little

Sorry I haven't written in awhile. It seems like a lot has happened and not a lot at the same time. I'll try to catch everyone up. Jeff passed away on 12/22. That was pretty hard. I still don't know that I'm totally over it. 12/22 has a bad reputation in my book...I've been engaged once before and that was the date that she decided to leave me, and now that I think of it, it was 10 years prior to this. Damn...10 years? old.

I'm stuck trying to find myself again and think I'm on the up swing. I may be focusing on the negative or focusing on the specifics and not focusing on having fun. Once I started realizing I just needed to go with the flow and make confident choices my improv got better and more fun. So that was good. I applied that theory to an audition I had, but I still attempted to deliver the script word for word, and I just received the script minutes before heading out. I bombed the audition the hardest I have in a long time. Usually I leave an audition wondering whether I'll get it or not. I had no doubt in my mind that I wasn't getting this one, and I knew two people in the lobby who were blown away at how short the audition was. It was kind of refreshing.

Tara and Rich and I auditioned for a new thing forming at Second City...the Second City Musical Improv Group. We all tore it up. We did it for fun and had fun. Tara and I got in. I hope it turns into something great...sometimes it's scary being part of a new thing. I'm psyched to be in it.

Deanna and I went to Vegas for three days for her birthday. She wanted to go somewhere warm...I know now that that means an island, especially when there is a huge winter storm sweeping across the entire nation. We stayed at the Venetian, which is awesome. If you don't really know us you might think Vegas is perfect for us. If you do, you might think "I can't remember seeing them drink, or smoke, or stay out all that late." Vegas isn't really us, but I was expecting it to be warmer. Deanna's dad and step mom are snow birds (Summer in Alaska, Winter in Arizona) and came up to see us while we were there. I finally got to meet them for the first time and they are great...Al and Evie.

Evie reads this a lot and I got a few words from her on keeping it updated...hi Evie!

We went to Hoover Dam with them on Friday. I had never been and took a lot of pictures. Later that night I had dinner reservations at club 3121 at the Rio...Prince's jazz restaurant. And then tickets to see Prince in concert with table seating. It was all a package even though the dinner was in a different place. It was a six course meal and was very good. We even saw Prince walk into the restaurant and visit with a lady we later found out was his godmother.

I was told the doors would open at 10pm. There was a VIP line and a Standing Room Only line. We were to go in the VIP line. Once we got in we were seated 5 feet away from the stage...1 foot away from a very large speaker. I managed to get us moved.

I never did ask when the show was supposed to start. I just assumed it would be sometime near 10pm. It started around 12:30. And the music in that place was loud. At one point the DJ said "everyone up on your feet and dance! Prince isn't coming out until everyone is up!" That was around 12:00.

He finally starts. I recognized maybe 4 of his songs. I guess there are a lot of his hits that he has stopped singing since becoming religious (I'm blanking...the ones that come to your door a lot that aren't the Mormons). Deanna recognized more songs than I did. There were also a number of instrumental solos...some with horns...that were mic'd and loud. My ears are STILL ringing. I hope it isn't permanent.

The whole concert was being filmed. At one point Prince walked through the crowd and was about 1 foot away from me. I'd say he's maybe 5 feet tall. He's very little.

We got back around 3:00 and left at 9:00am for the airport.

I've been getting more into taking pictures (aside from headshots) and shot some fun stuff while in Vegas, so that's been fun.

That's the basic catch up.

I just found out that one of my really good friends may be moving home and I'm sad about that. She knows who she is. I love you and will miss you, but understand that it might be the healthier choice.

Weird

I don't know what's going on, but it has become increasingly difficult to sign in to my blog. But...I obviously figured it out.

What has happened...Deanna's step mom, Evie, sent us some tasty treats. I am not sure if Deanna was able to eat a peanut butter cookie before I devoured them all. They were delicious!

I talked with Jeff...my mom's cousin. Everyone back home has been making trips to visit with him and everyone far away has been calling. It was a nice talk...and odd at the same time.

Like I've said before, I had 7 grandparents growing up and I have one that is still living. I can remember the last time that I saw most of them. It was usually in a hospital. However, I didn't know it was the last time I would see/speak to them, and maybe even they didn't know. The odd thing about speaking with Jeff was the circumstance...we both knew it was the last time. There was something kind of refreshing about it. Knowledge is power I guess.

Apparently he is still hanging in there. He said he feels like there is something he is supposed to do before he goes, but he doesn't know what.

In other news, this xmas is very low key for Deanna and I. I think 2007 is the year that we get our butts in gear and attack whatever it is that we want to do. It's nice to know we can survive doing things that we enjoy doing...but there's a difference between surviving and living comfortable.

My video sketch group is cranking along. Our site is up... www.seven8nine.net. We have 3 videos up, 2 more being edited, and some scripts ready to be shot. Sam Super is a machine...he is the one editing all of this stuff and he rocks at it. If any of you saw our Ridin' Dirty video, he is the one who edited that. Sam is my hero...he should be on the NBC show "Heroes".

Sad

I just found out that my mom's cousin is going to be dead soon. She has 5 male cousins on her mom's side. Their parents have been going through some rough times medically speaking...and so have some of them. When my mom was a teen-ager she had a kidney transplant so that her cousin Jeff could get it. He's gone through life constantly dealing with medical woes, but always very cheerful. Of the five, he lived the farthest away. It was always great to see him at family events.

He recently had to have some toes amputated because of dialysis complications. He and his wife have made the decision to stop being medically supported by dialysis. The doctor has given him 5-7 days.

The first time I remember actually going to a funeral it was for a step-grandmother I hardly knew. She was married to my grandpa who lived in Bend...Grandma May. I barely knew her and really wasn't attached at all. I think I was between 10-12 when she died. I remember being fine (and I could be totally wrong) until going up and seeing the open casket. I then made my way outside to the front of the place that the funeral was being held and cried and cried. I felt like I barely knew her. I couldn't have missed her more. That feeling was imprinted. I hate death. I get that way still to this day. Someone dies, I'm done for...cry and cry.

I thought I was lucky growing up because I had 7 granparents (because of my dad's step-parents). When you're a kid you're like "Whoa! I just got FOUR $10 checks for my birthday! Thad only got TWO!"...

I have one living grandparent. My grandfather on my mother's side. I resemble him except he was buff when he was young. I've lost six grandparents.

I'm not sure what to think of this one. So many things cross my mind. At least he is choosing when to go and won't be suffering anymore. I certainly will miss him though. It hits even harder because he is my parents age. It's one thing to worry about grandparents, but now everyone is getting old.

I'm not one for afterlife tales, but I hope there is one for Jeff. I'll miss you Jeff, you've always been an inspiration in positivity for me whether you know it or not. I can't remember a single time I've seen you without a smile on our face, and that is how I'll always remember you.

Who knows, maybe 5-7 days will turn into 5-7-20 years...crazier things have happened.

Mom, Dad, sis, I love you guys.

The Short Version

Thanks to everyone hoping I'd live. Of 24 people who started, I managed to take out 5 of them before receiving a very sneaky letter bomb while on a job in Arizona. It wasn't expected at all and very well played.

The game had recently come down to 5 people...one who was very paranoid and good at the game (the one who got me in Arizona), one who was my ally (you got one alliance), and three who weren't really playing and just happened to be lined up in order of who needed to get who...borrrrrrring.

It is now down to my old ally and one of the do-nothings.

In other news, I had a nasty virus on my computer that I got the Friday after Thanksgiving and I am just today getting back to normal. I had to do a complete reinstall and my backup discs were faulty so I had to wait until I received my back up set from the manufacturer (they arrived today).

I'm almost back to full capacity. Luckily, because of my photography, I have an external hard drive and was able to get everything important over onto it.

More as it happens.

Murder Was the Case

Assasin. That is the name of the game. We have started an elaborate game of assasin, and I can't say much about it. There are about 24 people playing. Everyone has a nickname. Everyone has the real name of the person they're trying to kill. Everyone has the nickname of the person who is trying to kill them.

Starting right now...midnight, 11/20...it begins. And it goes until 12/11 (I think).

How can you be killed? If you are hit in the torso by a nerf bullet (see pic), squirt gun, or handheld spoon (throwing doesn't count). OR, if you open a letter (not email) that says "you're dead" it counts as a letter bomb.

You can have one no-kill alliance in which you share information and help each other get kills.

Everyone is pretty paranoid. Someone has already opened a letter bomb, but it was pre-11/20 so it didn't count. Someone told the person they were after that they were after them. Someone accidentally blurted out the name of who they're after while talking about a brilliant plan.

It is going to be a blast. I only hope I at least get one person before I'm hit.

I'll keep you updated on the mayhem. As soon as we kill someone or get killed we report to the person running it all and get a new person (or remain dead if we were killed).

Apparently Michigan=Bad

The big day. The Big Game. Like I mentioned, we were hired to promote DiGiorno pizza. How? Two of the four of us would be dressed as referrees, the other two as delivery drivers. Because "It's not Delivery, It's DiGiorno!"

While we were waiting to officially start at 11:00am, a crowd of people wearing red and white/grey was already out and about, most of them right across from our tent by the ESPN College Football Broadcast.

Note the sea of red. You know what stands out against this? People wearing normal clothes. You know what stands out even more? Blue and Yellow...The Michigan colors. The Michigan fans were few, and they were yelled at, booed, cursed at...but they stood proud. These teams are always big rivals, but this time OSU is ranked #1 and Michigan is ranked #2...that hasn't happened for 100 years.

Back to the gig. DiGiorno had a truck with 16 microwaves. They were cooking and handing out free pizza. While what? While also attempting to dunk the delivery drivers to win beads. It was about 45 degrees out...and the water was the same. Luckily, Ric and I had wet suits on underneath our outfits. Because of safety, we went from two tanks down to one. One tank was too close to the people getting pizzas and the crowd nearly missed them a few times. Here's Ric watching a ball miss.

I was lucky to catch this. This looks like Ric sitting, but you'll notice his seat is down and he's a couple inches lower. I snapped this right as the ball hit. We ended up doing the dunk tanks for just a little over an hour, then coming back and helping hand out beads. We had a lot of red and silver beads, and a little bit of blue and yellow. We handed out all of the red and silver by the end, and we had blue and gold left over. People were angry that we had the blue and gold in the first place and wanted us to burn them.

Before starting the dunk tanks we would have people play Rock, Paper, Scissors with us for beads. Every once and awhile we play "high stakes"...which meant if they won they got beads for all of their friends, but if they lost they had to wear blue and gold ones. They hated that. Usually if they lost they would take the beads, throw them on the ground and stomp on them. It was great. The award for best super fan goes to the 11 year old kid below.

What's Round on the Ends and High in the Middle?

Ohio, that's what. Today a few of us left for tropical Ohio on a 6:05am flight. We were destined to work for DiGiorno's promoting their pizza in Columbus at OSU...on the day of "The Big Game". They were playing against their major rival, Michigan State. Buckeye vs Wolverine, Red and Grey vs Blue and Yellow.

Apparently it's a big deal. SUCH a big deal that the only available flight was at 6:05am in the morning, because the rest were full. Even at that hour there was talk of the game, and even one guy yelled out "O-H!" to which some people replied "I-O!" It seemed to be a spelling contest of sorts. Lucky for me The Daily Show was recently in Ohio and the audience was chanting like that...so I understood that it was the college spirit chant war cry thing.

A huge SUV limo that can fit 14 people picked us up to take us to our hotel.

While there we went to the mall to visit with Ric's brother. Later we caught "Stranger than Fiction" in the theater. I liked that movie a good amount. It was enjoyable. Not SUPER AWESOME, but I would see it again in the theaters.

Video (and dog poop) Killed the Radio Star

Most of today was spent shooting video for a group I'm in called seven8nine. We have been working hard to get some videos made and a majority of today was spent filming our fourth vid.

And they'll keep coming too. Keep an eye out on www.seven8nine.net for changes in the next month. It's a really fun group of people to work with.

Today we were shooting a scene where three girls were learning about camping from a boy scout. Unfortunately, we also learned that we should look where we step and that dog poop makes one of us nearly throw up. I won't say who, but I WILL say it's not me, and I'll also say I was rolling the whole time so it will probably be on video. We might send it in to AFV though so we'll have to wait and see. It's hilarious.

Chim-Chimney

Today was a little chilly out. It is doing the typical fall thing leading into winter...where the temp gets nice, rains, and then drops 10-20 degrees. Repeat. Today was one of the cold days. It was supposed to snow early in the morning but never really did. How do I know? Because I had to be downtown at 6:30am. The picture above is of the group of Chimney Sweeps responsible for the grand window unveiling at a major name brand retail store that has had holiday window unveilings for years...but I don't want to name names.

It is a fun job. Last year the theme was Cinderella and eleven of us were dressed as soldiers (royal/nutcracker type). This year it's Mary Poppins, so we were Chimney Sweeps. Deanna was in charge of putting together the costumes and did great. I got to help a little...mostly in finding hats. If they fit my head, they'd fit anyone. Plus, we got to be cockney.

Ketchup

Things have been mellow, but good enough to do a quick catch-up.

I'm apparently the face of ComedySportz Chicago now. My face is on a 40ft tall banner, postcards, banner ads on the Blue Line eL, posters, and possibly other stuff.

Deanna got me a cool GPS odometer for running that I finally tested 2 nights ago. It has a virtual trainer...you set what distance you want to run and how fast you want to run it. Once you hit start it shows two little cartoon guys. One is you, one is your trainer. I set it for 5 miles running 9-minute miles. I ran for 4 miles and came in 40 ft behind the trainer...the exact height of the poster of me. I uploaded the data from the run to my computer. It gave me a graph of my speed and my heart rate. My heart rate started at 90 ish and was around 158 for the run. Next I will run the same path and compare speed and heart rate...it lets you do that!

I also took the money my parents gave me and bought an iPod Shuffle. This thing is tiny and holds 250 songs. It's perfect. Thanks, parents!

What else...I shot photos of an improv group today and had my first lamp blow out. I took it in to get repaired and hope it's just a bulb issue.

Oh...I saw Borat. This movie is hilarious and wrong at the same time. The things Sacha Baren Cohen gets away with as this character are hilarious.

More as I think of it...I'm a little tired.

Birthday Bash!

Today is my birthday. PS. Thanks to I think my aunt and uncle for the e-card...I'm pretty sure it is from you guys, but not totally sure.

Today started off like any other day...with a ComedySportz remote show. Deanna was out of town on a gig and came back before I got back. She got me an awesome present. It's a pedometer, but it's GPS. Regular pedometers are about 60% accurate. GPS is much more. It tracks your exact distance, your speed, and even has a thing to track your heart rate. All of this data is saved and can be uploaded to your computer. So if I run the same exact path three days in a row I can compare speed and heart rate. It's awesome. I haven't used it yet because it's cold out...but I will soon.

Deanna made my favorite dinner and then took me out with some friends to a Korean Karaoke place. I'm not even really sure what the place is called because the sign was in Korean...but it is one of those places that has separate rooms that you rent and sing karaoke in.

There were 11 of us (exceding the max capacity of 9). Joey, Rich, Martin, Tara, Sam, Dave, Jen, Gillian, Steph, Deanna, and myself.

One of the fun parts of the experience was that some of the songs had a weird background going on...like a travel video almost...it would inspire us to change lyrics sometimes as you may notice in one of the videos below.

My biggest challenge of the night seemed to be picking a song they had on file. You would look through the book, find your song, then enter the number of the song on a remote. You could queue upto 12 songs. It worked out for me that my song would get to the #1 slot and then say "Disc in use, pick another song" which meant pick another song for the #12 slot. "Ghostbusters" was my nemesis...as was "We Built This City". Neither were available.

Later in the evening I noticed that the books of songs were not orderly. I found another "Ghostbusters" under a different number, and another "We Built This City". Ghostbusters worked. We Built ended up being a song in Korean that I just made up words to.

It was a blast. We were there for about 2 hours and I would easily go back again. Below you'll find the singing styles of Tara and Martin. I recorded them on my small camera...they only record as AVI, which youtube has trouble syncing up...so the audio doesn't match the background too well. But they're fun. THANKS EVERYONE WHO CAME AND SENT WELL WISHES! I am truely blessed and surrounded by Awesomers...practicers of awesome.