Sunday, August 31, 2008

fantasy football rulez!!!!

Just had my second of four fantasy football drafts - the first one I was able to do live - and I'm totally excited. I feel good about my team - stuck to my draft board, didn't really reach for anyone, and got a lot of exciting young players. I think that DH is the only one that might care about this, but I ended up with:

QB D Garrard; M Schaub
RB R Grant; B Jacobs; J Stewart; M Forte
WR R Moss; B Marshall; L Evans; J Porter; S Rice
TE T Scheffler
K J Scobee
DEF Patriots

This is my big money league; I've won it twice, but taking the crown this year would mean a very nice Christmas. Keep your fingers crossed for me this year!

(Yes, folks, I am a closet nerd.)

Saturday, August 30, 2008

sage advice

via text message, to a friend driving on too little sleep and too much caffeine

Don't die. Being a martyr is overrated.

Thursday, August 28, 2008

post DNC critique

Ginger and I exchanged text messages after hearing Obama speak at Mile High - she has important friends

ME: Did you see [our friend] on TV?

GINGER: Yep! Cool, huh? I got my aunt a ticket at the last minute. She now owes me for life!!

ME: Nice work. Did you go?

GINGER: No. It meant more to [my aunt]. But I watched. Great speech.

ME: Yes. Even pat buchanan was gushing.


ME: Yeah. Shocking.

GINGER: It definitely showed that we would have a strong president with him.

ME: Exactly. Very presidential. And nice job going after mccain.

GINGER: I would have been able to get you a ticket, but it would have been last minute.

ME: I would have loved to be there, but I was just too exhausted to be on the road any longer.

GINGER: He made McCain look like a doddering nice old fool. S'okay. Maybe we can get u into the inauguration! :)

ME: That would be the best! [Our friend] should start pushing for a job...

GINGER: He doesn't want it. [His friend] will likely get it though.

ME: Meaning that he will move up. Why does he not want it?

GINGER: I think he lies. I think he'd take it in a heartbeat.

ME: I would. I'd run through a brick wall for that man.

GINGER: Maybe he should join Team [Rover].

ME: We are always looking for good people...

not official yet, but still exciting

I alluded to this in one of my infamous text-message posts last week. I was kind of hesitant in sharing before anything became official, but indications I have received this week have shown me that the letter I received last week is all the "official" notice I need.

I'm moving!

(Actually, I suppose it would be more accurate to say that the place I call home is shifting. Semantics.)

I'm getting a studio apartment in another neighborhood in Brooklyn. It's a brand new building with tons of amenities, blah blah blah. Because they're still finishing things up, I'm not really sure when I'm moving in, but it should happen before the end of the year.

I've really been wanting my own place for almost a year now. My roommates now are fantastic, but I find myself getting irritated over typical roommate things that usually just roll off my back. And I'm going to be thirty-one next month. I know that New York is expensive, but I think that at a certain age, a man is just too old to have roommates, you know? I'm very much looking forward to having room in the fridge, having my own space, watching the television when I want, and finding my things in the same place I left them.

The irony of this is that I'm working a ton over the next six months, and I won't be spending a whole lot of time in New York. Furthermore, when I'm on the road, I'm living by myself anyway. It's an opportunity that I couldn't pass up, and I'm very excited!

OK. Off to watch yesterday's PTI and then to the gym.

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

it's finally official

Barack Obama has won the Democratic nomination for President of the United States. I'd feel much better about Obama's historic victory today if I hadn't seen this quote:

"A lot of white workers ... and quite frankly a lot of union members believe he's the wrong race," AFL-CIO Secretary-Treasurer Richard Trumka told a breakfast meeting of Michigan delegates.

Can't I enjoy this for even an hour before the naysayers chime in? Thanks a lot, Richard Trumka. You're off my Christmas list.

Monday, August 25, 2008

why i love pittsburgh sports

If you're not a sports fan, you have my permission to skip this post.

If you're a fan of any of the Pittsburgh sports teams (or a native of western Pennsylvania), this is required viewing.

back, for a while

Finally at home, after a whirlwind of activity the last few days. We had some rental car drama and some plane drama, but it's all in the past.

Now I'm home, and back into my looking-for-a-job-and-working-out routine. It's actually nice. I'd really like to make some money, but I would be ok for doing this for a month or two.

Now I'm off to pick up a chicken for dinner! Back posts coming in the next day or two.

(My life will be more exciting than this, I promise.

Sunday, August 24, 2008

my family's ritual

via text message

DAD: We are home

ME: Good! Talk to you soon...

Saturday, August 23, 2008

an homage to MIKE JONES

via text message

281-330-8004! Back then hoes didn't want me! Now I'm hot, hoes all on me!

Friday, August 22, 2008

the skies are friendly again

written on a plane

Out of the goodness of my heart I decided to give up my seat on the cross-country flight home, so that one of the stand-by passengers could get on the plane.

Of course, another way of putting it would be to say that I cashed in my miles and upgraded to business class. ;-)

They actually talk to you! And I was offered champagne! And there are real pillows! And blankets!

For the first time in a long time, I am actually excited to fly.

headed home


Great times with the kids at camp. Great times with the peeps in Sleepy Hamlet.

Currently I'm sitting at the Sleepy Hamlet airport, waiting to board a plane to take me to a bigger city, where I can get on a plane to go home to New York. So close, yet so far away.

There's a TV in the waiting room. This isn't a big religious area, but it's some kind of Christian program. I love God, but these kind of programs get on my nerves.

I'm also really hungry. And there's no food here.

Sorry about the complaining. I'm exhausted, and I just want to go home.

Looking forward to regular online posting again...

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

drinking at the same place never gets old

via text message

company bar in 45 min

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

big news

via text message to The Hot Wing

Looks like i'm going to be your neighbor.

More on this later.

happy days are here again

written in the passenger seat of my friend's car

With the exception of four or five people, all of the important people from my Sleepy Hamlet days are back. It feels awesome, like I never left. Last night we were at our favorite watering hole, drinking and dancing and carrying on. As usual, we were loud. As usual, I ran into ex-girlfriends. As usual, we closed the place down.

I know that it is impossible to travel backwards in time. But, last night, my friends and I did just that.

Monday, August 18, 2008

what the hell?

via text message, in response to a message a day or two earlier

ME: Glad that you're enjoying the best city ever!

LIL' BIT: Hell yeah. Ps my mom is totally going to (the show)...she does consulting for (a company)...

ME: Well, I'll be there...along with (my friends)...

LIL' BIT: Well if you see her say hi...she will probably lose it if the cool kids recognize her. :-D

ME: I will!

LIL' BIT: Thanks! Ps are you back with Maxine?

ME: Yes. Officially, two months. Unofficially, five.

LIL' BIT: Okay. Cool. Just want to avoid the rumor mill.

ME: What rumor mill?

LIL' BIT: It is just always best to go directly to the source. I'm sure you had a reason for not telling me.

ME: I know that i mentioned this before.

She didn't write back.

Sunday, August 17, 2008

sleep deprived

So tired, folks.

Camp ended today. I'm now staying at my friend's place, a huge one bedroom that any New Yorker would drool over.

I'm finally on vacation. I've got peeps coming into town tomorrow, and we will make merry until Friday morning, when I head back east.

I've got a bunch of text-posts to put up from last week. And I'm probably going to scratch in my notebook for the most part this upcoming week. So expect a series of new posts to go online in about a week.

(I will, however, be writing every day, as stated under the rules of 365. Don't worry about that.)

Now, let's see if I can stay awake through an episode of Mad Men. Either way, I am the winner.

Saturday, August 16, 2008

getting excited for my peeps

via text message

It's going to be awesome...

Friday, August 15, 2008

how hot is it?

via text message

Hella hot. Like one o five. My balls are melting.

Thursday, August 14, 2008

the reason for my angst

Two months ago I was offered a job, which I accepted. It's a mini-tour. It starts in mid-October and ends in mid-April 2009.

Good times.

Last week, I was offered a role in a play in the Northeast. It starts in early September. It ends in mid-October.

A week after the tour starts.


No worries. My job in the six-month long show is small, and I've already played that role...with that cast...with that director. And the role in the Northeast show (one that I've also done before) is the lead. Surely the tour crew would let me out for one measly week, right?

Uh, no.

And why was I not allowed to do both shows?

Because the director of the mini-tour wants to have the cast together for the first week...even though he's not even going to be there!


But what can I do? It's 24 weeks of theater versus eight. Major theaters versus a minor one. It's a no-brainer.

That doesn't mean I have to like it, though. And I don't.

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

i need a break

written in my notebook

Did I say yet that I'm ready to go home?

Well, I am.

I'm working at a great camp, with an exceptional group of students and a talented and amazing staff in a charming town.

But I'm feeling like I need some alone time. Which is hard to get here.

There are more complications, but it's too much right now, especially since I'm in the middle of working things out. Plus I'm writing this in a notebook.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

the secret of my success

written in my notebook

Coffee makes me creative.


Hopefully I'll have a better idea of my September/October schedule at this time tomorrow. Because I am NOT a patient person, that annoys me. If you want to be an actor, however, you've got to accept that you don't have control over a lot of things. What are you gonna do?

I really haven't had too much time to worry about it, though, because camp is keeping me busy. The kids are great. It's kind of cool to see that "aha!" moment, when something clicks in for them. Sometimes I miss learning.

Off to another event.

Monday, August 11, 2008

sucky sleep again

Is it a rule that dorm rooms have to have sucky beds? I don't remember my undergrad having such pitiful mattresses. Or maybe I'm a princess, and there's just a pea under my hip somewhere.

I actually had to resort to the sleep mask last night. And guess what? It didn't help.

I guess I'll just have to go to my back-up plan: frequent napping. I've only got a few days left; I think I can make it.

Saturday, August 09, 2008

i hate text message posts

...but, quite frankly, they're all I have time for nowadays.

Generally, things are good. Waiting to hear about a job (as usual). Trying to hold off giving too much more info until I hear about that - because I'll have a lot to say, either way it comes down.


Friday, August 08, 2008

a compliment

via text message

MAXINE: (A friend) said you're a catch! And i had to agree.

ME: Oooh! I'm flattered...

i'm back (again)

via text message

MY FRIEND: I just saw someone that looked like you. What's loose?

ME: Hi sister! Did I forget to call you back? I'm in Sleepy Hamlet!

MY FRIEND: No. I have retardation. When are you coming back? Tell everyone I said howdy!

Thursday, August 07, 2008


via text message, to Maxine

I'm getting (the job)!

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

a near quote from my childhood

A quote from Cory Booker, the mayor of Newark (from this NY Times article) really hit home for me:

He said passages about Obama’s youth in Hawaii had reminded him of his own experience with subtle racism in the affluent, mostly white suburb of Harrington Park, N.J. “You know, what it’s like growing up every single day and having people ask to touch your hair because they’ve never seen hair like that,” Booker said. “To have the entire class laugh and giggle when somebody pronounces ‘Niger’ as ‘nigger.’ The constant bombardment of that kind of thing really affects your spirit, and it’s every single day. Like when people want to come back from a vacation and compare their tan to yours and joke about being black.”

It's like he's talking about MY public school experience.

If you've got twenty minutes, you really should read this article. It's fascinating.

Tuesday, August 05, 2008

giving notice

via text message

Seeing your shows tomorrow and thursday nights. I'll call you tomorrow. I'm exhausted...

Monday, August 04, 2008

my roommate misses me

via text message

MY ROOMMATE: Hanging out on the hammock with the tikki torches. Come back to BK.

ME: Oh, i wish! The kids arrived today...

Sunday, August 03, 2008

back post update

OK, people. You all know that I'm doing Blog 365, which means that I create some type of post every day. The post can be a picture, or I can scribble something down on a notepad or whatever. And so far, I'm 216 for 216. Quite frankly, I find that amazing.

While I have been extremely good about posting (yes, I'm knocking on wood right now), I have not been so good about putting my posts up in a timely manner. I get busy, I travel, I meet hot girls, etc. And I always feel bad when I put effort into a post but it's too far down the line for people to really see what I've done.

That's why, after a particular egregious period of piling up posts, I'm linking my musings here. Some of them are stories; some are pictures; some are the dreaded text-message posts. All of them mean something to me.

One more thing, because I don't think I've said this recently: thanks so much for reading. I love writing, and while I struggle to progress to more traditional forms of it, I always know that I can throw something up out here and a few people will check it out.

OK, the posts.

Fourth of July pics are up
Sun July 20
an extra post from Mon July 21
Fri July 25 - the BBQ invite
Sun July 27 - a pic from said BBQ - I would have put up more but fuzzing out people's faces is such a pain...
Tues July 29 - the big reveal of where the heck i am right now
Wed July 30 - my travel musings

Saturday, August 02, 2008

my dancing shoes

Going out at one of my old haunts...getting my freak on...

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Friday, August 01, 2008

going out

Seeing more old peeps. Good times.

One thing that sucks about being here now - I don't have a car anymore, and it's a twenty minute walk to the bar. Ick. And I don't think that I'm supposed to be drinking anymore. Double ick.

I think I'll still manage to have a good time.