Going up at the Astoria Brew House tonight at 8pm! The show is free, so come on down.
For reservations call (718) 728-0050
Take the N or W to 30th Ave
2850 31st St
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Monday, June 28, 2010
Dear Network Solutions...
Why will you not upload the new index page I just edited with the link to the Slice of Life video?
Every time I open it on my computer, the links and texts are updated.
And yet, though I am clearly uploading the new file, my homepage remains the same.
Why must you suck balls?
Does this have anything to do with one of the several emails about changes to my Network Solutions account that my Dad forwarded me that I never read?
Hmm.
Probably.
Way to suck balls, Network Solutions.
Here's the link to the video, by the way.
Every time I open it on my computer, the links and texts are updated.
And yet, though I am clearly uploading the new file, my homepage remains the same.
Why must you suck balls?
Does this have anything to do with one of the several emails about changes to my Network Solutions account that my Dad forwarded me that I never read?
Hmm.
Probably.
Way to suck balls, Network Solutions.
Here's the link to the video, by the way.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Sigh...
Though it is exciting that my job is giving me a paid trip to Washington D.C. in July, this has resulted in the most boring month ever. Every audition I've checked out has rehearsed or shot or performed in July, and since I still don't know the exact dates I'll be gone, I haven't auditioned.
So I've been very bored.
On the upside though, I will be squeezing in a short film with Louis Levy, the director I did "A Slice of Life" with last year.
And more good news, I'll be doing stand-up next Wednesday the 30th in Astoria. Look for more info soon!
So I've been very bored.
On the upside though, I will be squeezing in a short film with Louis Levy, the director I did "A Slice of Life" with last year.
And more good news, I'll be doing stand-up next Wednesday the 30th in Astoria. Look for more info soon!
Friday, June 18, 2010
Nostalgia...
Last night was my High School Drama teacher, Gloria Piraino's retirement party.
It was a really amazing night. They gave us the option to do a speech or perform, so a bunch of us got together to write a little skit for her. I got to see my old friends from High School, Erica and Liz, who I haven't seen in forever, and Jessica, who was basically one of my best friends. And of course Jeff, who I'm ashamed to say I hadn't hung out with in almost a year.
What made me happiest was that, though we'd all changed (Liz is MARRIED) we still got along so well. We had one meeting at Erica's parents house, and I swear it was like no time had passed.
But not in a sad, I'm-Still-Stuck-in-High-School way. Because that would be bad.
We wrote a skit with songs from Guys and Dolls, and A Funny Thing Happened On the Way to the Forum, which were the two main shows we did with her in our years at Cardozo HS.
When we got there, I'm not going to lie, it was weird. I don't remember too much from High School. I didn't really come into my own until college, so High School just didn't hold as many unforgettable experiences for me as it might have for others. In fact, there are maybe three or four teachers that I can really remember from High School as having an impact on me. Ms. Piraino is definitely the top of the heap.
So I knew when we walked into the room, there would be teachers there that I had, but would not remember. I took solace in the fact that they would certainly not remember me. And during cocktail hour I did sit at a table adjacent to two of my old English teachers, and it still took me twenty minutes to remember their names.
But seeing Gloria (still feels weird to call her that) made up for any awkwardness. There were a couple of photo collages up for people to look at in the room where we were having dinner, and there were a bunch of pictures of us. The bulletin board said "Drama Club: The Golden Years," and there were photos from Guys and Dolls, and from events we had, a nice shot of me and Jeff smooching as Sarah Brown and Sky Masterson, and a huge photo of me in my prom dress (which was a belly dancer costume) with the heading "the original Michele." For which she must be punished.
But seriously, that was really something. I mean, we always joked that we were a high point for the Cardozo Drama Club, but we were just playing around. To see our class actually referred to as "the golden years" really meant a lot.
We did our skit, and tried very hard to keep it up and happy, and I made it through my whole Individual Thanks segment without crying, but I was tearing up at the end.
No matter how much training I receive or what kind of technique I learn, Gloria Piraino was the first person who ever told me that I was talented, who gave me a place to really be who I was. I don't think I really realized how much of an impact she really had on me until I was in a room full of teachers from my High School and she was the only one I had actual memories of.
When I hugged her after our performance she told me how proud she was of me, and more than anything I am so happy that I make her proud. I think I'll be totally happy no matter what I end up doing with my career as long as ten years down the road, I'm still making her proud.
It was a really amazing night. They gave us the option to do a speech or perform, so a bunch of us got together to write a little skit for her. I got to see my old friends from High School, Erica and Liz, who I haven't seen in forever, and Jessica, who was basically one of my best friends. And of course Jeff, who I'm ashamed to say I hadn't hung out with in almost a year.
What made me happiest was that, though we'd all changed (Liz is MARRIED) we still got along so well. We had one meeting at Erica's parents house, and I swear it was like no time had passed.
But not in a sad, I'm-Still-Stuck-in-High-School way. Because that would be bad.
We wrote a skit with songs from Guys and Dolls, and A Funny Thing Happened On the Way to the Forum, which were the two main shows we did with her in our years at Cardozo HS.
When we got there, I'm not going to lie, it was weird. I don't remember too much from High School. I didn't really come into my own until college, so High School just didn't hold as many unforgettable experiences for me as it might have for others. In fact, there are maybe three or four teachers that I can really remember from High School as having an impact on me. Ms. Piraino is definitely the top of the heap.
So I knew when we walked into the room, there would be teachers there that I had, but would not remember. I took solace in the fact that they would certainly not remember me. And during cocktail hour I did sit at a table adjacent to two of my old English teachers, and it still took me twenty minutes to remember their names.
But seeing Gloria (still feels weird to call her that) made up for any awkwardness. There were a couple of photo collages up for people to look at in the room where we were having dinner, and there were a bunch of pictures of us. The bulletin board said "Drama Club: The Golden Years," and there were photos from Guys and Dolls, and from events we had, a nice shot of me and Jeff smooching as Sarah Brown and Sky Masterson, and a huge photo of me in my prom dress (which was a belly dancer costume) with the heading "the original Michele." For which she must be punished.
But seriously, that was really something. I mean, we always joked that we were a high point for the Cardozo Drama Club, but we were just playing around. To see our class actually referred to as "the golden years" really meant a lot.
We did our skit, and tried very hard to keep it up and happy, and I made it through my whole Individual Thanks segment without crying, but I was tearing up at the end.
No matter how much training I receive or what kind of technique I learn, Gloria Piraino was the first person who ever told me that I was talented, who gave me a place to really be who I was. I don't think I really realized how much of an impact she really had on me until I was in a room full of teachers from my High School and she was the only one I had actual memories of.
When I hugged her after our performance she told me how proud she was of me, and more than anything I am so happy that I make her proud. I think I'll be totally happy no matter what I end up doing with my career as long as ten years down the road, I'm still making her proud.
Monday, June 7, 2010
When people stop being polite...
So there's this video I put up on my YouTube page a few days ago. I didn't post an announcement of it because it's an audition tape for a new documentary/reality series. The submission guidelines were to upload the video to YouTube and post the link in an email to the casting director.
So naturally I've been keeping it very hush-hush because I wanted to covertly check how many views it's been getting in order to gauge whether or not it's been watched by various producers, etc. I'm sure my parents have already seen it, since they seem to have a google alert on any website that may have anything to do with me. (Kind of cool, my mom managed to find a review of Poppycock before the artistic director of No Tea Productions) So I'll subtract maybe 5 views to count for them, and for the one time I watched it after it was posted.
In the two days since I last checked, it's gone from 7 veiws to 22.
Good sign, right?
As I'm posting about it now, I'm not going to judge anything by the subsequent number of views it gets, so go check it out if you want.
But for shiz, I am SERIOUSLY hoping something comes of this. I would be awesome on a show like this. Seriously, since the days of watching America's Next Top Model with Cate Fricke at 58 Main Street, I have been dying to show my stuff on one of these reality dramas. And there would be all sorts of Tom-Foolery, that's for certain.
Why, just get a load of this sweet action:
That's me climbing a fence in a dress in the dead of night.
And there's more where that came from.
So, producers of this docu-real-life-TV-type program (you know who you are), if you're reading this... well... I don't want to come on too strong.
But cast me.
Seriously.
If I could find that clip from that one episode of Grey's Anatomy where Meredith is telling Derek Shepard "Pick me" with tears in her eyes, I would totally put it here, but I don't know how to upload videos to this blog.
Also there's some copyright issues.
Pick me.
So naturally I've been keeping it very hush-hush because I wanted to covertly check how many views it's been getting in order to gauge whether or not it's been watched by various producers, etc. I'm sure my parents have already seen it, since they seem to have a google alert on any website that may have anything to do with me. (Kind of cool, my mom managed to find a review of Poppycock before the artistic director of No Tea Productions) So I'll subtract maybe 5 views to count for them, and for the one time I watched it after it was posted.
In the two days since I last checked, it's gone from 7 veiws to 22.
Good sign, right?
As I'm posting about it now, I'm not going to judge anything by the subsequent number of views it gets, so go check it out if you want.
But for shiz, I am SERIOUSLY hoping something comes of this. I would be awesome on a show like this. Seriously, since the days of watching America's Next Top Model with Cate Fricke at 58 Main Street, I have been dying to show my stuff on one of these reality dramas. And there would be all sorts of Tom-Foolery, that's for certain.
Why, just get a load of this sweet action:
That's me climbing a fence in a dress in the dead of night.
And there's more where that came from.
So, producers of this docu-real-life-TV-type program (you know who you are), if you're reading this... well... I don't want to come on too strong.
But cast me.
Seriously.
If I could find that clip from that one episode of Grey's Anatomy where Meredith is telling Derek Shepard "Pick me" with tears in her eyes, I would totally put it here, but I don't know how to upload videos to this blog.
Also there's some copyright issues.
Pick me.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Sometimes, when you have a blog, you have to be careful of what you say, so as not to offend anyone who might be reading it.
So let's just say that the show mentioned in a previous entry, "Sex, Relationships and Sometimes Love," did not work out.
Not doing to show was my decision, so it's cool.
What DID go well however, was the second performance of Laugh Until it Hurts.
Mark my words, you will be seeing a lot more stand-up comedy from me. I think this is definitely what I want to do with my life as far as performing.
So let's just say that the show mentioned in a previous entry, "Sex, Relationships and Sometimes Love," did not work out.
Not doing to show was my decision, so it's cool.
What DID go well however, was the second performance of Laugh Until it Hurts.
Mark my words, you will be seeing a lot more stand-up comedy from me. I think this is definitely what I want to do with my life as far as performing.
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