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..."
Friday, June 29, 2007
Saturday, June 23, 2007
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
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
Thursday, June 21, 2007
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.
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.
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
"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)
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.
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.
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
"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.
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.
Tuesday, May 08, 2007
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.
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.
Thursday, April 26, 2007
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.
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.
Monday, April 16, 2007
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.
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.
Thursday, March 29, 2007
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.
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.
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
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.
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.
Saturday, March 17, 2007
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...--->)
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.
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.
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
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.
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.
Monday, March 05, 2007
...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 :)
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 :)
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
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!
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!
Sunday, February 18, 2007
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.
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.
Friday, February 16, 2007
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.
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.
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
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).
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).
Monday, January 22, 2007
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!
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!
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