In the meantime, enjoy some SNL humor.
Saturday, December 30, 2006
Saturday, November 11, 2006
Reality on TV
I've taken a break from blogging about Dancing with the Stars because we're going into a finale with Mario and Emmitt and I am knee deep in reality television heaven.
Team Hispanic Against Team Black...The New American Reality.
Since I'm on the subject of American realities, I hope everyone is watching Ugly Betty. Sure it's melodramatic and the title is intimidating, but it is a great show. The exploration of race and class often makes me think about the show for days afterward. For instance, on Television Without Pity people are slowly starting to recognize that Vanessa Williams character, Wilhelmina, is more qualified than the wayward son of the owner of Mode. Wil, the opposite of Ugly Betty because she is beautiful, fashionable, and comes from a well-to-do family, is also similar to Betty because she is a minority and intelligent, and that automatically takes a back seat to bloodlines. Ugly Betty is based on a telenovela, "Yo soy Betty, la fea". Telenovelas by nature are overly dramatic stories of women of the underclass crossing barriers into the wealth class. It will be interesting to see how ABC handles the tough issues. Immigration? Did ABC really want to go there? Whatever. You can catch the last four episodes of Ugly Betty on ABC.com.
The other thing I watched last night was "Soulmates", a documentary on the realities of black women and marriage. Lately, all of my conversations have been about the lack of suitable people to date and marry. While I have the discussion with both black and white friends, the tone is often different. The white unattached women seem to date on a consistent basis, regardless off how attractive they are. They also seem to think that they will eventually find someone. Which is very different from my black female friends who aren't in long-term relationships. The unpaired people seem to feel like they've missed the boat, and are trying to come to terms with the idea that they will be single for the rest of their lives. "Soulmates" echoes that sentiment, and encourages women to figure out how they will deal if they are never married (they encourage being completely wrapped up in your relationship with God.... it was Clean Heart Productions after all.)
Where does that leave me? I haven't given up hope. Once I'm finished working 20 hour days, I will begin doing some of the silly challenges I see on all my reality TV shows, some of those people seem pretty homely, maybe all I need is a little extra effort. I'll also see if I can recruit other people to join in. I'll post the results on my blog.
My first hurdle is overnight rehearsals; I'm not attractive at all on 10 days of no sleep.
Team Hispanic Against Team Black...The New American Reality.
Since I'm on the subject of American realities, I hope everyone is watching Ugly Betty. Sure it's melodramatic and the title is intimidating, but it is a great show. The exploration of race and class often makes me think about the show for days afterward. For instance, on Television Without Pity people are slowly starting to recognize that Vanessa Williams character, Wilhelmina, is more qualified than the wayward son of the owner of Mode. Wil, the opposite of Ugly Betty because she is beautiful, fashionable, and comes from a well-to-do family, is also similar to Betty because she is a minority and intelligent, and that automatically takes a back seat to bloodlines. Ugly Betty is based on a telenovela, "Yo soy Betty, la fea". Telenovelas by nature are overly dramatic stories of women of the underclass crossing barriers into the wealth class. It will be interesting to see how ABC handles the tough issues. Immigration? Did ABC really want to go there? Whatever. You can catch the last four episodes of Ugly Betty on ABC.com.
The other thing I watched last night was "Soulmates", a documentary on the realities of black women and marriage. Lately, all of my conversations have been about the lack of suitable people to date and marry. While I have the discussion with both black and white friends, the tone is often different. The white unattached women seem to date on a consistent basis, regardless off how attractive they are. They also seem to think that they will eventually find someone. Which is very different from my black female friends who aren't in long-term relationships. The unpaired people seem to feel like they've missed the boat, and are trying to come to terms with the idea that they will be single for the rest of their lives. "Soulmates" echoes that sentiment, and encourages women to figure out how they will deal if they are never married (they encourage being completely wrapped up in your relationship with God.... it was Clean Heart Productions after all.)
Where does that leave me? I haven't given up hope. Once I'm finished working 20 hour days, I will begin doing some of the silly challenges I see on all my reality TV shows, some of those people seem pretty homely, maybe all I need is a little extra effort. I'll also see if I can recruit other people to join in. I'll post the results on my blog.
My first hurdle is overnight rehearsals; I'm not attractive at all on 10 days of no sleep.
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
What a Week!
This was a big reality TV week with Sara Evans' departure and the non-cliffhanger on Dancing with the Stars. Was anyone really shocked that no one went home and the scores would be combined?
I didn't think so.
Even though the Sara segment was boring, Jerry Springer's performance brought the drama.
While tonight's Dancing with the Stars wasn't a surprise the Project Runway Finale certainly was.
Jeffrey? Jeffrey? Not even Uli? Jeffrey?
I don't know why I put myself through this. I feel like I did when Carrie Underwood won American Idol. How underwhelming.
Now I'm looking forward to a happy hour of Ugly Betty where I can experience Queens NY without having to speak to a native.
I didn't think so.
Even though the Sara segment was boring, Jerry Springer's performance brought the drama.
While tonight's Dancing with the Stars wasn't a surprise the Project Runway Finale certainly was.
Jeffrey? Jeffrey? Not even Uli? Jeffrey?
I don't know why I put myself through this. I feel like I did when Carrie Underwood won American Idol. How underwhelming.
Now I'm looking forward to a happy hour of Ugly Betty where I can experience Queens NY without having to speak to a native.
Saturday, October 14, 2006
Long Overdue
For those of you following Dancing with the Stars, follow the link to some breaking news:
Willa and Max were voted off Team White's island, however Sara Evans has decided to leave the show after filing for divorce. This comes as a big relief to those who were bothered by the fact that this lackluster dancer remained in the competition while better competitors went home week after week. Will they bring Willa and Max back? I hope not, even still that's a small price to pay to see the Delay endorsed non-dancer gone.
In other Dancing with the Stars news, Jimmy Kimmel uncovered Team Hispanic in a Swashbucklin' production number:
Knowing how to spot can make anyone look like a professional dancer. If you are sick like me and review the video multiple times, you will see that Mario is sorely lacking in turn out and pointed toes. I'm further convinced that his participation in Dancing with the Stars is fair.
If you want to view more Kids Incorporated clips go to www.kidsincorporated.us.
Celebrity Duets
Well.... that was short lived. Jai was ousted and the only "singer" left in the competition was Alphonso.
Take a look at the ever-popular Lucy Lawless. The only word that comes to my mind is FARCE.
Take a look for yourself the madness begins 1:10 into the clip.
Willa and Max were voted off Team White's island, however Sara Evans has decided to leave the show after filing for divorce. This comes as a big relief to those who were bothered by the fact that this lackluster dancer remained in the competition while better competitors went home week after week. Will they bring Willa and Max back? I hope not, even still that's a small price to pay to see the Delay endorsed non-dancer gone.
In other Dancing with the Stars news, Jimmy Kimmel uncovered Team Hispanic in a Swashbucklin' production number:
Knowing how to spot can make anyone look like a professional dancer. If you are sick like me and review the video multiple times, you will see that Mario is sorely lacking in turn out and pointed toes. I'm further convinced that his participation in Dancing with the Stars is fair.
If you want to view more Kids Incorporated clips go to www.kidsincorporated.us.
Celebrity Duets
Well.... that was short lived. Jai was ousted and the only "singer" left in the competition was Alphonso.
Take a look at the ever-popular Lucy Lawless. The only word that comes to my mind is FARCE.
Take a look for yourself the madness begins 1:10 into the clip.
Sunday, September 17, 2006
I found another one!
I stumbled across another reality tv show!
Celebrity Duets is now on my calendar. First I saw this video of Little Richard.
Initially I wrote this show off, then I saw this clip of Queer Eye Jai:
I couldn't resist, one last vid of our little Tap Dance Kid...Carlton Banks all grown up:
Life is good.
Celebrity Duets is now on my calendar. First I saw this video of Little Richard.
Initially I wrote this show off, then I saw this clip of Queer Eye Jai:
I couldn't resist, one last vid of our little Tap Dance Kid...Carlton Banks all grown up:
Life is good.
Thursday, September 14, 2006
I'm Back
Reality TV is back and so am I.
Let me start with Survivor: Race Wars.
With all of the hoopla over Mark Burnett's latest ratings stunt, I figured I would tune in to Survivor. How could I miss an opportunity to cheer on my own kind? So. Congratulations Mr. Burnett, you got me to tune in to the season premier. Here’s the thing:
I'm a reality TV junkie who hates Survivor, I don't care how many blacks you throw off the slave ship; I still don't like the show.
I've been watching for 30 minutes and I've already seen the black people take a break, the white people act like sluts, and the Asians lay healing hands on each other.
...And the contestants had hopes that this show would dispel some stereotypes.
How naive.
Moving on to Dancing with the Stars
First-
Let's hear a big “Peace Out Bow Tie Bitch” to Tucker. Although his performance was truly funny, I can't support someone that asinine in his day job. If you missed it, see below, pay close attention to Tucker's face.
Second-
Joey Lawrence was kind of hot in a grungy way, so different from his Blossom persona.
Finally-
Since Survivor Race Wars is not working out for me, I think I will play Dancing with the Stars: Race Wars.
For the Black Team:
Emmitt Smith-his ease on the dance floor, cool calm, and lucky pairing with Cheryl Burke make him a great contender. He single-handedly made viewers forget about Master P (aka "Club, Club, shuffle step, Club”) and Jerry Rice (charming but bad).
Vivica A. Fox (Yes Jomal, I know you love her name)-
Vivica was poised and elegant as any black lady over 40 should be on television (take note Mary J you have 3 years to figure it out), and she also demonstrated the requisite amount of rhythm for the race to support her in this competition.
Monique Coleman-
I had such high hopes for her because she was in High School Musical. Sadly she lacked star quality. I guess I can throw her some race votes until the competition gets really stiff. Given the choice between her and Mario Lopez, I'd have to vote for the dimples, sorry.
For the Hispanic Team:
Mario Lopez seems to be the only contender, although it is entirely possible that I've overlooked someone who identifies as Hispanic. Either way, Mario's performance was very strong and he will take Team Hispanic to the top 3. (I hope)
The White Team:
Tucker- already gone. Thank heavens.
Jerry- Too cute. Jerry is adorable in a way the George HAMilton could never be. I don't know how long Jerry will be around, but he can't dance so who cares.
As for the rest of the actor/beauty queen Caucasian pack it will be interesting to see who emerges as their strong dancer. Willa perhaps?
I love Michael Knight. Carry on.
On a lighter note-
For your viewing enjoyment, the ultimate reality show. The local news:
Let me start with Survivor: Race Wars.
With all of the hoopla over Mark Burnett's latest ratings stunt, I figured I would tune in to Survivor. How could I miss an opportunity to cheer on my own kind? So. Congratulations Mr. Burnett, you got me to tune in to the season premier. Here’s the thing:
I'm a reality TV junkie who hates Survivor, I don't care how many blacks you throw off the slave ship; I still don't like the show.
I've been watching for 30 minutes and I've already seen the black people take a break, the white people act like sluts, and the Asians lay healing hands on each other.
...And the contestants had hopes that this show would dispel some stereotypes.
How naive.
Moving on to Dancing with the Stars
First-
Let's hear a big “Peace Out Bow Tie Bitch” to Tucker. Although his performance was truly funny, I can't support someone that asinine in his day job. If you missed it, see below, pay close attention to Tucker's face.
Second-
Joey Lawrence was kind of hot in a grungy way, so different from his Blossom persona.
Finally-
Since Survivor Race Wars is not working out for me, I think I will play Dancing with the Stars: Race Wars.
For the Black Team:
Emmitt Smith-his ease on the dance floor, cool calm, and lucky pairing with Cheryl Burke make him a great contender. He single-handedly made viewers forget about Master P (aka "Club, Club, shuffle step, Club”) and Jerry Rice (charming but bad).
Vivica A. Fox (Yes Jomal, I know you love her name)-
Vivica was poised and elegant as any black lady over 40 should be on television (take note Mary J you have 3 years to figure it out), and she also demonstrated the requisite amount of rhythm for the race to support her in this competition.
Monique Coleman-
I had such high hopes for her because she was in High School Musical. Sadly she lacked star quality. I guess I can throw her some race votes until the competition gets really stiff. Given the choice between her and Mario Lopez, I'd have to vote for the dimples, sorry.
For the Hispanic Team:
Mario Lopez seems to be the only contender, although it is entirely possible that I've overlooked someone who identifies as Hispanic. Either way, Mario's performance was very strong and he will take Team Hispanic to the top 3. (I hope)
The White Team:
Tucker- already gone. Thank heavens.
Jerry- Too cute. Jerry is adorable in a way the George HAMilton could never be. I don't know how long Jerry will be around, but he can't dance so who cares.
As for the rest of the actor/beauty queen Caucasian pack it will be interesting to see who emerges as their strong dancer. Willa perhaps?
Project Runway:
I love Michael Knight. Carry on.
On a lighter note-
For your viewing enjoyment, the ultimate reality show. The local news:
Friday, June 09, 2006
Update
I still need to post about the month of May. For now, I'll give a quick update.
1. Baxter. He came into my life when he was merely seven weeks old. He cried through the night, had to relieve himself all day, and when I wanted to be up, he was sound asleep. I imagine my experience is a fraction of what new mothers go through. With that in mind, I may never have a baby.
Although I lack sleep, Baxter is adorable. I love the dog and my parents love him even more. I’m beginning to feel bad about denying my parents grandchildren…. just a little.
2. Currently I'm experiencing a mild crisis. Now that I've completed #4 on my "Pre-30" list, I feel it necessary to have a fulfilling job. My next gig is ending in 7 weeks and my lease in a different city is up in 7.5 weeks. Beyond that, I have no idea what to do with myself. The one thing I seem to know is that I must have my bed.
3. Lya's Fringe Festival production of Fantasy, Girl is coming along. Please pray that we all maintain our sanity. You can check out the show's website at www.2littlepeople.com.
4. D
oes anyone else watch Big Love on HBO? I realize that I carry my super-liberal artistic ideal of "live and let live" but Polygamy really pushes my limits. The show is well written and handles polygamy in the modern age. Sympathetic and humorous characters are well drawn and the viewer can forget that the lifestyle is by no means socially acceptable. There are disturbing plot points that really make me wonder how a non-Fundamental LDS would ever agree to subject herself-- and more importantly her children -- to a life of secrets and lies. If you haven't watched, the show can be seen On Demand through the end of the month. Trust me, you'll be riveted.
Question of the day:
Randal was booed on the Aprentice Finale this week. Does America know that their hatred for him is racially motivated? OR Are we all living in the dark?
1. Baxter. He came into my life when he was merely seven weeks old. He cried through the night, had to relieve himself all day, and when I wanted to be up, he was sound asleep. I imagine my experience is a fraction of what new mothers go through. With that in mind, I may never have a baby.
Although I lack sleep, Baxter is adorable. I love the dog and my parents love him even more. I’m beginning to feel bad about denying my parents grandchildren…. just a little.
2. Currently I'm experiencing a mild crisis. Now that I've completed #4 on my "Pre-30" list, I feel it necessary to have a fulfilling job. My next gig is ending in 7 weeks and my lease in a different city is up in 7.5 weeks. Beyond that, I have no idea what to do with myself. The one thing I seem to know is that I must have my bed.
3. Lya's Fringe Festival production of Fantasy, Girl is coming along. Please pray that we all maintain our sanity. You can check out the show's website at www.2littlepeople.com.
4. D
oes anyone else watch Big Love on HBO? I realize that I carry my super-liberal artistic ideal of "live and let live" but Polygamy really pushes my limits. The show is well written and handles polygamy in the modern age. Sympathetic and humorous characters are well drawn and the viewer can forget that the lifestyle is by no means socially acceptable. There are disturbing plot points that really make me wonder how a non-Fundamental LDS would ever agree to subject herself-- and more importantly her children -- to a life of secrets and lies. If you haven't watched, the show can be seen On Demand through the end of the month. Trust me, you'll be riveted.Question of the day:
Randal was booed on the Aprentice Finale this week. Does America know that their hatred for him is racially motivated? OR Are we all living in the dark?
Thursday, June 01, 2006
May Flowers
May has been a very busy month. I spent 6 days in the Sunshine State. I will be updating the blog to share all of my tales.
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
Another American Idol
Taylor Hicks is the American Idol.
I will list my thoughts.
1. I'm glad Taylor beat Katherine. She dissapointed me with inconsistent performances throughout the season, and even better, Simon has no idea how to market Taylor.
2. Lisa Tucker is a star. I still can't figure out where she went wrong.
3. Mandisa can sing.
4. Prince is THE American Idol. I wonder if he has the same makeup artist as Little Richard...
5. Seeing the 6 males made me bitter about Gideon all over again. ESPECIALLY when Kevin (Chicken Little) sang.
6. Mary J? Please GTFOMTV. Why is her ghetto ass everywhere?
7. Regardless of what the "Claymates" say, Rueben is the Season 2 American Idol. Seeing Clay with his Beetles haircut, reassured me that America got it right in 2o03.
8. Puck 'n Pickler? Do you think it's a coincidence that Wolfgang's last name rhymes with Kelly's means of advancement.
9. Katherine's last dress was beautiful.
10. Taylor's song sucks. It sucked last night. Why the hell did they make him sing it again tonight? Didn't they watch the tape of Tuesday night? At least Taylor was smart enough to thank the whole entire world instead of singing the monstrosity.
Another season down. I can't wait for Thursday and the launch of "So You Think You Can Dance" Season 2.
AI Freak--Out!
I will list my thoughts.
1. I'm glad Taylor beat Katherine. She dissapointed me with inconsistent performances throughout the season, and even better, Simon has no idea how to market Taylor.
2. Lisa Tucker is a star. I still can't figure out where she went wrong.
3. Mandisa can sing.
4. Prince is THE American Idol. I wonder if he has the same makeup artist as Little Richard...
5. Seeing the 6 males made me bitter about Gideon all over again. ESPECIALLY when Kevin (Chicken Little) sang.
6. Mary J? Please GTFOMTV. Why is her ghetto ass everywhere?
7. Regardless of what the "Claymates" say, Rueben is the Season 2 American Idol. Seeing Clay with his Beetles haircut, reassured me that America got it right in 2o03.
8. Puck 'n Pickler? Do you think it's a coincidence that Wolfgang's last name rhymes with Kelly's means of advancement.
9. Katherine's last dress was beautiful.
10. Taylor's song sucks. It sucked last night. Why the hell did they make him sing it again tonight? Didn't they watch the tape of Tuesday night? At least Taylor was smart enough to thank the whole entire world instead of singing the monstrosity.
Another season down. I can't wait for Thursday and the launch of "So You Think You Can Dance" Season 2.
AI Freak--Out!
Thursday, May 04, 2006
Congratulations Lya!!!!!
One of my dearest friends has just recieved her thick packet admitting her into the New York Fringe Festival. She will be joining the company of Urinetown and many other Off-Broadway commercial transfers.
Congratulations! Another Spelman Alumn success story.
Congratulations! Another Spelman Alumn success story.
Friday, April 21, 2006
Burning the Midnight Oil
As I sit in Butler Library at 4AM tying up loose ends that were almost impossible to complete on tour, I'm beating myself up for being so focused in school. I never want to write about unions EVER again.
A picture of the ceiling in the library. If I had a dollar for every time I looked up there, I wouldn't need this stupid MFA.
The infamous inflatable rat on the street. I just can't get away from the union issues!
A picture of the ceiling in the library. If I had a dollar for every time I looked up there, I wouldn't need this stupid MFA.
The infamous inflatable rat on the street. I just can't get away from the union issues!
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
Peace Out Peaches!
I'm losing my mind. Let me count the ways:
1. My perfect poodle "Peaches" was adopted by another family.
2. I still have not heard from NYC, even though it has been a week since they called my references.
3. I'm beginning to think Audio Guy is crazy.
4. Two 6:30 AM call times on the day of and the day after the time change left me bitchy, whiney, bitter, and sensitive. I was ready to start packing boxes, leaving O-town in the dust.
I've calmed down a bit. Reality TV helps...sometimes.
Cheerleader Nation- Lexington looks lovely on television. The show is a nice reminder that people can have nice houses and pleasant lives without being millionaires. I don't know how I feel about cheering on my high school's chief rival. In any case, I'm enjoying the show.
The Apprentice- I don't know what to make of the Apprentice now that Brent is gone. Knowing how the other contestants treated Brent in the beginning of the season makes it hard for me to buy into any of the players...except for Roxanne. The reason I like her, has little to do with her being black. I appreciated the way she called BS on the scapegoating of Brent on more than one occasion and she made a good project manager. I know she's a lawyer, but maybe she should think about a career in advertising.
American Idol- Last week was such a let down. Lisa Tucker is gone, but I'm surprisingly ok with that. Watching her struggle to be a teenybopper when her voice is so much more mature was becoming painful to watch. Maybe I'll run into Lisa at the stage door next fall when we're both working on Broadway. (Don't wake me. I'm dreaming).
Questions of the day:
1. Is anyone else disturbed by the fact that Gabby and Carlos (Desperate Housewives) are so aggressively chasing a white baby?
2. Paris Bennett & Country Music-- Do or Don't?
1. My perfect poodle "Peaches" was adopted by another family.
2. I still have not heard from NYC, even though it has been a week since they called my references.
3. I'm beginning to think Audio Guy is crazy.
4. Two 6:30 AM call times on the day of and the day after the time change left me bitchy, whiney, bitter, and sensitive. I was ready to start packing boxes, leaving O-town in the dust.
I've calmed down a bit. Reality TV helps...sometimes.
Cheerleader Nation- Lexington looks lovely on television. The show is a nice reminder that people can have nice houses and pleasant lives without being millionaires. I don't know how I feel about cheering on my high school's chief rival. In any case, I'm enjoying the show.
The Apprentice- I don't know what to make of the Apprentice now that Brent is gone. Knowing how the other contestants treated Brent in the beginning of the season makes it hard for me to buy into any of the players...except for Roxanne. The reason I like her, has little to do with her being black. I appreciated the way she called BS on the scapegoating of Brent on more than one occasion and she made a good project manager. I know she's a lawyer, but maybe she should think about a career in advertising.
American Idol- Last week was such a let down. Lisa Tucker is gone, but I'm surprisingly ok with that. Watching her struggle to be a teenybopper when her voice is so much more mature was becoming painful to watch. Maybe I'll run into Lisa at the stage door next fall when we're both working on Broadway. (Don't wake me. I'm dreaming).
Questions of the day:
1. Is anyone else disturbed by the fact that Gabby and Carlos (Desperate Housewives) are so aggressively chasing a white baby?
2. Paris Bennett & Country Music-- Do or Don't?
Thursday, March 30, 2006
Please MB?
May I please have a puppy?
After researching dog breeds, I have decided on the predictable poodle. I've been to loving shelters and horrifying pet stores in search of my new companion. Monday, I took a drive and discovered puppy heaven. When I walked in, there was a poodle waiting for my love. I held her, and put her back in the pen.
As the days passed, I could not get that puppy off my mind. Today, I found my car headed in the puppy’s direction...35 miles away from my apartment. She rested in my lap, we played around the pen, and she loved to have her belly rubbed. I finally made myself leave after 45 minutes. This time? My heart hurt.
Will I get the puppy? I don't know at this point. She may be my subconscious attempt to connect with another life right now. Tonight? I'm in love.
That's my girl!
After researching dog breeds, I have decided on the predictable poodle. I've been to loving shelters and horrifying pet stores in search of my new companion. Monday, I took a drive and discovered puppy heaven. When I walked in, there was a poodle waiting for my love. I held her, and put her back in the pen.
As the days passed, I could not get that puppy off my mind. Today, I found my car headed in the puppy’s direction...35 miles away from my apartment. She rested in my lap, we played around the pen, and she loved to have her belly rubbed. I finally made myself leave after 45 minutes. This time? My heart hurt.
Will I get the puppy? I don't know at this point. She may be my subconscious attempt to connect with another life right now. Tonight? I'm in love.
That's my girl!
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
On Pins and Needles
Every Wednesday around 5pm, I'm on pins and needles. Will I be pissed off when I find out whom America sent home this week? In fact, Julia sent me a link to a site that offers a download of speed dialing software, currently unavailable for Macs. If there are any PC users who read my blog you can download the software here.
Back to the pins and needles-Today’s pins have little to do with AI as everyone sucked last night and they all deserve to go home. Yes, I'm including Mandisa and Katherine McPhee. Today, I'm nervous about finding out if my life will change drastically in a month. If I were being honest, an offer or a rejection would be ok with me.
With a rejection, I will take an ego bruise, but I will have the sunshine, a nice new friend, and a nice new dining room table. An offer would mean returning to my support system. Being in the city allowed me to see all of the wonderful people who contribute positively to my life: family, friends, and career supporters. Throw in the sacrifice known as graduate school and I have a good argument for coming out of hiding.
We will see what happens. If I don't hear anything soon, I'm going to need a new manicure.
Question of the day:
Is it me, or is Lisa Tucker suffering under the weight of the judges crappy feedback?
Back to the pins and needles-Today’s pins have little to do with AI as everyone sucked last night and they all deserve to go home. Yes, I'm including Mandisa and Katherine McPhee. Today, I'm nervous about finding out if my life will change drastically in a month. If I were being honest, an offer or a rejection would be ok with me.
With a rejection, I will take an ego bruise, but I will have the sunshine, a nice new friend, and a nice new dining room table. An offer would mean returning to my support system. Being in the city allowed me to see all of the wonderful people who contribute positively to my life: family, friends, and career supporters. Throw in the sacrifice known as graduate school and I have a good argument for coming out of hiding.
We will see what happens. If I don't hear anything soon, I'm going to need a new manicure.
Question of the day:
Is it me, or is Lisa Tucker suffering under the weight of the judges crappy feedback?
Monday, March 27, 2006
New York again?
My return trip to NY was longer, but colder. An emergency shoe repair on 3rd Ave, a quick run to Bloomies and dinner at the first place MB and I had a liquid lunch had me in the NY groove. Even though the audio guy was on my mind, and within 45 minutes of landing, I was having a shouting match with a public transportation worker, I felt like I was home.
Here are some photo highlights.
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
Barry and I Made it Through the Rain
This morning my blog entry began like this:
Well-meaning people usually have all of the prejudices of non-well meaning people.
I left the apartment feeling like the world was an ugly place dressed with PC talk. I returned with a second interview and hope that I would escape some of the aforementioned people. Then I was treated to Barry Manilow on American Idol.
Barry’s weeks are always the strongest. He clearly follows the show and always knows the contestants’ strengths and weaknesses. He also knows how to put together an arrangement that will knock the socks off American viewers. The contestants who could sing were amazing (with the exception of Lisa Tucker).
To listen to my favorite performance of the evening click here.
Well-meaning people usually have all of the prejudices of non-well meaning people.
I left the apartment feeling like the world was an ugly place dressed with PC talk. I returned with a second interview and hope that I would escape some of the aforementioned people. Then I was treated to Barry Manilow on American Idol.
Barry’s weeks are always the strongest. He clearly follows the show and always knows the contestants’ strengths and weaknesses. He also knows how to put together an arrangement that will knock the socks off American viewers. The contestants who could sing were amazing (with the exception of Lisa Tucker).
To listen to my favorite performance of the evening click here.
Friday, March 17, 2006
So much to say....
In the three weeks since my last blog post so many things have happened. I've had out of town visitors, blow ups at work, reality television dissapointments, and a whirlwind trip to NYC to pursue a forgotten job lead. Through all of these events, I've learned a little more about the world, and even more about myself.
Sunday, February 26, 2006
Ten things I learned without a computer
1. A new hard drive is nice the first time around, the second time it's a pain in the ass.
2. There's enough reality television programming to keep me occupied for hours.
3. Paris Bennett please stand still. I'm tired of seeing you bop around my television and we haven't even reached the second week of American Idol voting. Please don't make me hate you.
4. This week the women sounded pretty bad.
5. The men were worse.
6. Singing a whole song in falsetto on live TV is NEVER a good idea.
7. Watching AI with a recording engineer is like dining at the Olive Garden with a chef. I'm going to let out a big "Shut The Hell Up!" on the blog, because I really enjoy his company...and when I said it to his face he ignored me.
8. This week Jerry Rice out danced Stacy Keibler. Either way, Drew Lachey deserved the win.
9. Even though I enjoyed Dancing with the Stars, did we really need a two hour finale? Couldn't we watch Drew win for an hour and then see Desperate Housewives?
10. Mary J. Blige, how do you keep getting invitations to classy events? GTFOMTV!
My 29th Birthday was also this week and I can count the birthday wishes on one hand. What a non-occasion. Well, except for that woman who had a heart attack in the theater while I was calling the show...and the 3 people who vomitted throughout the day. Actually, I'm not bitter at all. I made so much progress on the "project" I've been completely energized. Now the countdown to 30 begins. Here's what I hope to have accomplished by February of 2007.
1. Lose 30 pounds.
2. Purchase a home.
3. Complete my staged reading and have the full production underway.
4. Be a Columbia Grad. How's the thesis reading coming Steven?
5. Have local people to celebrate the big Three-Oh with.
We'll see how these things go. I've been making progress with items 3, 4, and 5 the past few weeks and it would be a dream if the 2nd 30lbs would come off as easily as the first 30.
Question of the day:
Do vocal acrobatics make up for poor intonation?
2. There's enough reality television programming to keep me occupied for hours.
American Idol
3. Paris Bennett please stand still. I'm tired of seeing you bop around my television and we haven't even reached the second week of American Idol voting. Please don't make me hate you.
4. This week the women sounded pretty bad.
5. The men were worse.
6. Singing a whole song in falsetto on live TV is NEVER a good idea.
7. Watching AI with a recording engineer is like dining at the Olive Garden with a chef. I'm going to let out a big "Shut The Hell Up!" on the blog, because I really enjoy his company...and when I said it to his face he ignored me.
Dancing with the Stars
8. This week Jerry Rice out danced Stacy Keibler. Either way, Drew Lachey deserved the win.
9. Even though I enjoyed Dancing with the Stars, did we really need a two hour finale? Couldn't we watch Drew win for an hour and then see Desperate Housewives?
10. Mary J. Blige, how do you keep getting invitations to classy events? GTFOMTV!
My 29th Birthday was also this week and I can count the birthday wishes on one hand. What a non-occasion. Well, except for that woman who had a heart attack in the theater while I was calling the show...and the 3 people who vomitted throughout the day. Actually, I'm not bitter at all. I made so much progress on the "project" I've been completely energized. Now the countdown to 30 begins. Here's what I hope to have accomplished by February of 2007.
1. Lose 30 pounds.
2. Purchase a home.
3. Complete my staged reading and have the full production underway.
4. Be a Columbia Grad. How's the thesis reading coming Steven?
5. Have local people to celebrate the big Three-Oh with.
We'll see how these things go. I've been making progress with items 3, 4, and 5 the past few weeks and it would be a dream if the 2nd 30lbs would come off as easily as the first 30.
Question of the day:
Do vocal acrobatics make up for poor intonation?
My Baby is back from the hospital
1st my father then my computer. I have so many lab updates, hopefully I can get through them all.
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Dates-Zero/Love-Infinity
Happy Valentine's Day
Even though I have not been on a date in months, this post is about love.
To see my father come out of the Markey Cancer Center with a smile on his face was a surprisingly triumphant moment. It has been a rough two weeks, and my father made it through like a champion.
The even bigger champ in this whole scenario is my mother. We are not the most affectionate family in the world, however, seeing all of the work my mother put into caring for my father over the past eight months has squashed any doubt in my mind that my mother loves my father. Her attention to his needs, her wisdom of life as a cancer patient and survivor, and her vision of the big-picture, really touched me. In no way is the hard road over for the family, but my mother is a hero and we appreciate everything that she does (even the things she hates like cooking…. and cleaning… and serving. Friends you see the apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree).
Thank you Julia for all that you do. I love you mommy.
-Your only child
On to less depressing things--
Michael Bugno/MB/CLH. Thank you for supporting me over the years. Your friendship makes my world a better place. Your encouragement, honesty, humor, and kick in the pants is always right on time. The person who ends up sharing your life and love will be the luckiest person in the world.
MB-
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-balcs
ILYLYMD
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Enough with the sap! Get the Brittenum Twins of my TV immediately! Since when does being a half talent and a whiney bitch get you ahead? Wait. Let me remember "life on the road" and rephrase. SHUT THE FUCK UP!
You know what? I don't even need to tell them to shut up, because after they went to jail they were dropped from the show. Listen up all you wannabe superstars: Whining at the beginning of your career only gets on people's nerves. I don't want to hear another excuse on American Idol. Show me how you succeeded eventhough the situation was unfair. Crocodile tears get no love here.
You know what? I don't even need to tell them to shut up, because after they went to jail they were dropped from the show. Listen up all you wannabe superstars: Whining at the beginning of your career only gets on people's nerves. I don't want to hear another excuse on American Idol. Show me how you succeeded eventhough the situation was unfair. Crocodile tears get no love here.
Monday, February 06, 2006
JoMAAAAL (tm Kenneth Green...yes the same one)
Soleil's Dad left very touching comments in response to my 5AM Ramblings so I will respond directly on the blog.
You know it's funny. If I remember correctly, Soleil's Mom was in my African Diaspora and the World class. (Taught by a White Mormon named Dr. White...and maybe it was Chevonne not Shameika. but I digress.) How did our generation of Middle Class black women become uptight? We work hard to make the people who sacrificed for us proud; we work to create a new positive stereotype for the black woman; we've done all of this at the expense of exploring the side of our identity that exists behind closed doors.
Soleil's Mom makes me proud. Not only does she have an amazing education, career, and list of socially aware accomplishments, she's also managed to create a home with a beautiful baby with a loving (black) husband. She's living the American Dream, one that many young blacks (regardless of socio economic background) are convinced they won't achieve entirely, and your role in that makes me proud.
Enough with the sappy BS. I'm glad you saw a black sappy movie on opening weekend even though you need to prepare for the Oscars.
Oh yeah- I know we've had this discussion before, but YOU KNOW if Meik's hair looked crazy you'd be annoyed.
You know it's funny. If I remember correctly, Soleil's Mom was in my African Diaspora and the World class. (Taught by a White Mormon named Dr. White...and maybe it was Chevonne not Shameika. but I digress.) How did our generation of Middle Class black women become uptight? We work hard to make the people who sacrificed for us proud; we work to create a new positive stereotype for the black woman; we've done all of this at the expense of exploring the side of our identity that exists behind closed doors.
Soleil's Mom makes me proud. Not only does she have an amazing education, career, and list of socially aware accomplishments, she's also managed to create a home with a beautiful baby with a loving (black) husband. She's living the American Dream, one that many young blacks (regardless of socio economic background) are convinced they won't achieve entirely, and your role in that makes me proud.
Enough with the sappy BS. I'm glad you saw a black sappy movie on opening weekend even though you need to prepare for the Oscars.
Oh yeah- I know we've had this discussion before, but YOU KNOW if Meik's hair looked crazy you'd be annoyed.
Saturday, February 04, 2006
My 5 AM Musings
It's after 5 AM and I'm still awake. I'm sure this post is going to be disjointed and crazy as hell, but what else am I going to do at this hour?
1. This for the ladies: If you suffer from intense menstrual cramps and you decide pop Midol all day long so you can seem somewhat normal, please remember that it is LOADED with caffeine. You may find yourself cramp free blogging the night away. You'll need to take the meds the next day to fight off your crabbiness due to lack of sleep.
2. People piss me off. I know that's nothing new, so I'll share my latest annoyances:
Friday's Oprah featured the hilarious and now certifiable Dave Chapelle. This show was the most uncomfortable hour of television all week long. What happened Dave?
3. I saw Something New this evening. There were a few interesting things about this experience. The first was the email from MB with a synopsis asking if I was going. This is only interesting because I thought it was a movie for me/black women, I didn't realize that other people (especially gay white males) were interested in seeing this film.
I went to the movies alone and encountered the second interesting item. There were 4 other black women attending the movie alone. Hmmmm.... I must mention that by 15 minutes into the story the theater was packed with other black women, many on dates with black men.
There were three white parties in the theater, one was seated next to me and another was seated directly behind me. I don't know why that's interesting. It's 5AM whatever.
Now, let's talk about the movie. I could relate to Kenya in many ways.
1. She had a list of things she just "didn't do".
*So do I!
2. She had a list of qualities she wanted in a mate. (Employed, articulate, college degree, and black)
*This list doesn't seem too outrageous to me because it looks like my list. I guess the list is 3 items too long.
3. She was slightly anal retentive.
*You know, we've both got a lot of lists. I never thought of myself as AR, but people keep hinting that I might be.
Without giving the story away, I found the heroine to be sad and unsatisfied through most of the movie. On further reflection I wonder if I'm projecting my feelings on the movie. I'd be curious to hear what other people think.
I just ran across this review of the movie on salon. I believe the reviewer is white. There are a couple of things I would take Zacharek to task about, but this is the part that stuck out in my mind:
You know where I'm going with that so I'll leave on a positive note. I LOVE Alfre Woodard! Between this and Desperate Housewives, she's moving to the top of my favorite actress list.
Disclamer: I am fully aware that I carry my own set of biases regarding race among many other things.
1. This for the ladies: If you suffer from intense menstrual cramps and you decide pop Midol all day long so you can seem somewhat normal, please remember that it is LOADED with caffeine. You may find yourself cramp free blogging the night away. You'll need to take the meds the next day to fight off your crabbiness due to lack of sleep.
2. People piss me off. I know that's nothing new, so I'll share my latest annoyances:
Issue #1On Tuesday, The Washington Post did a piece on a study that ties political leanings to racial biases. (Deep Breath). Interesting, but the whole time I was thinking, "tell me something I don't know". Whatever. Then I stumbled across a link to an idiot's (namely Rick Roberts) blog with a response to the study. I'll just say, some people miss the point and I'll allow you to get pissed the same way I did. Enjoy.
Issue #2
Friday's Oprah featured the hilarious and now certifiable Dave Chapelle. This show was the most uncomfortable hour of television all week long. What happened Dave?
Issue #3My love hate relationship with Television Without Pity and Starting Over must end. I'll agree, Iyanla does some pretty questionable things on the show, but the comments on TWoP have crossed over to blatantly racist and they make my stomach turn. The constant comparison of Vanzant's appearance to a donkey's is really beginning to make me mad. These people are just the type to really believe they have no racial biases. See Issue #1.
3. I saw Something New this evening. There were a few interesting things about this experience. The first was the email from MB with a synopsis asking if I was going. This is only interesting because I thought it was a movie for me/black women, I didn't realize that other people (especially gay white males) were interested in seeing this film.
I went to the movies alone and encountered the second interesting item. There were 4 other black women attending the movie alone. Hmmmm.... I must mention that by 15 minutes into the story the theater was packed with other black women, many on dates with black men.
There were three white parties in the theater, one was seated next to me and another was seated directly behind me. I don't know why that's interesting. It's 5AM whatever.
Now, let's talk about the movie. I could relate to Kenya in many ways.
1. She had a list of things she just "didn't do".
*So do I!
2. She had a list of qualities she wanted in a mate. (Employed, articulate, college degree, and black)
*This list doesn't seem too outrageous to me because it looks like my list. I guess the list is 3 items too long.
3. She was slightly anal retentive.
*You know, we've both got a lot of lists. I never thought of myself as AR, but people keep hinting that I might be.
Without giving the story away, I found the heroine to be sad and unsatisfied through most of the movie. On further reflection I wonder if I'm projecting my feelings on the movie. I'd be curious to hear what other people think.
I just ran across this review of the movie on salon. I believe the reviewer is white. There are a couple of things I would take Zacharek to task about, but this is the part that stuck out in my mind:
"Kenya is whiter than Brian is..."
You know where I'm going with that so I'll leave on a positive note. I LOVE Alfre Woodard! Between this and Desperate Housewives, she's moving to the top of my favorite actress list.
Disclamer: I am fully aware that I carry my own set of biases regarding race among many other things.
Thursday, February 02, 2006
What a difference a day makes
In 12 short hours, I received a new job assignment through April; I drove myself to the car dealership and picked up my baby. The cost was half of the estimate and Audi handled returning the rental car. What more can I ask for?
The only thing left is to get rid of my sickness so that I can actually visit my father in the hospital.
(Adding the picture is sick...I know)
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
Some Days Life Just Sucks
I've been having a rough go of it for the past few days. Nothing monumental, just several annoyances poised to push me over the edge.
Let's start with my baby...my car.
After a wild goose real estate chase on Sunday, I left my dome light on in my car. Since I didn't have to go to work until 6:30pm on Monday, my first visit to my lovely auto was at 4pm. What did I find? A dim light on overhead, and a very dead battery.
It was raining, of course. No one had jumper cables (myself included). Finally, some guy and his girlfriend stopped to help. After two failed attempts to jump my car, I gave up, called Enterprise and got dressed for work.
While at work I noticed post - nasal drip that developed into frequent sneezing and slight misery. Julia and five people at work had the same exact thing. I vowed to go to the doctor on Tuesday. Would that be before or after I dealt with the car?
The doctor gave me meds, progressive sent out someone to unlock the doors (because fancy power locks, don't work without power, even if you use the key and not the remote.) The guy opened my doors, got the engine to turn over, but no fuel was going through and the car would not run. I needed a tow.
After 2 hours at the doctor, an hour waiting for the first service guy, an hour with the service guy trying to figure out what the hell was wrong with my car, and 2 hours waiting for the tow company of Frick and Overly Fried Bimbo my poor car was finally on his way to Audi. My father began his hospital stay and I was resigned to paying for the rental car for another day. Somewhere around 6pm, the fever took over and sent me to dreamland.
The dealership still has no idea what is wrong with my car that has been in their possession for over 24 hours and now I’m paying by the hour. My father is in the hospital all by himself after getting some strange treatment, and I’m feeling pretty guilty for a) feeling bad because I’m sick and things aren’t going my way and b) for not being with my dad right now as he goes through his scary treatments.
I hope that things will turn around soon. I’m finished ranting for now. I’ll do Oprah’s plan of remembering the blessings before bed.
Let's start with my baby...my car.
After a wild goose real estate chase on Sunday, I left my dome light on in my car. Since I didn't have to go to work until 6:30pm on Monday, my first visit to my lovely auto was at 4pm. What did I find? A dim light on overhead, and a very dead battery.
It was raining, of course. No one had jumper cables (myself included). Finally, some guy and his girlfriend stopped to help. After two failed attempts to jump my car, I gave up, called Enterprise and got dressed for work.
While at work I noticed post - nasal drip that developed into frequent sneezing and slight misery. Julia and five people at work had the same exact thing. I vowed to go to the doctor on Tuesday. Would that be before or after I dealt with the car?
The doctor gave me meds, progressive sent out someone to unlock the doors (because fancy power locks, don't work without power, even if you use the key and not the remote.) The guy opened my doors, got the engine to turn over, but no fuel was going through and the car would not run. I needed a tow.
After 2 hours at the doctor, an hour waiting for the first service guy, an hour with the service guy trying to figure out what the hell was wrong with my car, and 2 hours waiting for the tow company of Frick and Overly Fried Bimbo my poor car was finally on his way to Audi. My father began his hospital stay and I was resigned to paying for the rental car for another day. Somewhere around 6pm, the fever took over and sent me to dreamland.
The dealership still has no idea what is wrong with my car that has been in their possession for over 24 hours and now I’m paying by the hour. My father is in the hospital all by himself after getting some strange treatment, and I’m feeling pretty guilty for a) feeling bad because I’m sick and things aren’t going my way and b) for not being with my dad right now as he goes through his scary treatments.
I hope that things will turn around soon. I’m finished ranting for now. I’ll do Oprah’s plan of remembering the blessings before bed.
Thursday, January 26, 2006
Shout out to South Beach!
Tonight the fabulous, beautiful and talented Carrie Hartman was on UPN's South Beach tonight.
OK.... Just her credit was shown tonight, but we are convinced that she will be on next Wednesday. (Any excuse to get my tail back over to Holland's big beautiful plasma television.)
Congratulations Carrie.
OK.... Just her credit was shown tonight, but we are convinced that she will be on next Wednesday. (Any excuse to get my tail back over to Holland's big beautiful plasma television.)
Congratulations Carrie.
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
Congratulations!!!!
Ding, ding, ding! Jomal wins the prize as my first friend to have a child.
Soleil Ariana Vailes was born on Wednesday.
Congratulations Jomal. I'm sure Soleil will bring you endless joy.
P.S. Your house looks beautiful.
Soleil Ariana Vailes was born on Wednesday.
Congratulations Jomal. I'm sure Soleil will bring you endless joy.
P.S. Your house looks beautiful.
Sunday, January 15, 2006
Friday, January 06, 2006
The Happiest Place on Earth
Over the past few months I was lucky enough to work with a great group of actors and musicians. These people were dedicated to their craft and to their families, in addition to being very happy at work. (A direct contrast to my previous work experience.) The next few posts will be dedicated to the people who make magic for 150,000 strangers a week, and made magic for me every day.
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