tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65662772848110911482024-03-04T20:02:40.566-08:00ideas I'm kickin' aroundemellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11455310430841712576noreply@blogger.comBlogger709125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566277284811091148.post-66278233198214869702021-10-13T21:09:00.006-07:002021-10-13T21:09:48.015-07:00Next days, next steps... to healing, we hope!1 October: It's already October? Wow. Did 2021 fly by for everyone else, or was 2020 just so fucking long that 2021 seems to be shorter?Ennyhoo. It's Friday the first, and I've managed to somehow sleep, and I have some pain, and I can't do anything. So, I hand my shuffle of papers to Stephen to see if there's anything in there to learn, and also to see if the orthopedist Dr. Drew emellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11455310430841712576noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566277284811091148.post-49922169474814944522021-10-12T09:03:00.006-07:002021-10-13T18:25:32.636-07:00A Timeline, to be updated? Or just continued?16 - 29 September: work, walk, shop, live... do the things. Do All the Things #ActorLife #SetLife #Blessed30 September: work on set, then later shop, walk, shoot video/photos of the neighbors' yards that are already decorated for Halloween. Some pretty good stuff, y'all. Trip on a sidewalk crack, fly like Superman, land on both of my hands, exchanging my keys for a biggish chunk of gravel inemellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11455310430841712576noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566277284811091148.post-55846172961907302422021-09-14T15:56:00.000-07:002021-09-14T15:56:09.967-07:00Fuuuuuck... time for a bitchfest! So, yeah. I'm super-happy about being super-busy, because #AnyDayOnSetIsAGoodDay. But there are drawbacks to being super-busy, one of which is time-management.Usedtabe, I'd open Quicken semi-daily, reconcile all the accounts, pay a bill or two as soon as there were sufficient funds to do so, and get on with my life. It doesn't take any time at all or even a helluva lot of brainpower, emellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11455310430841712576noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566277284811091148.post-64080866472757651732021-09-13T19:56:00.001-07:002021-09-13T19:56:46.406-07:00A Spoiler-free review, and ... more? We went to the movies, y'all! At the Movie Theater! It was on a day we were both not working, this month, but honestly, my brain is pretty fried from all the busy I've been, so I don't recall exactly when it was. But I do know what it was, so let's proceed.We're fans of the comic book and superhero genres, so of course we've seen every Marvel and DC film and show as theyemellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11455310430841712576noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566277284811091148.post-62440142314017483302021-09-05T12:54:00.001-07:002021-09-05T12:54:19.406-07:00It's September Already! Time to head Back To School!Well, not for me, per se... although, if I'm honest, I headed back to school prior to the pandemic. I've been a consumer of additional training like a starving person heads to a buffet table! I've mentioned this already, in the post titled "Hello, is this thing on?"So, in addition to being nice and busy in my industry (showbiz: in front of the camera, behind the mic, and as recently as this emellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11455310430841712576noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566277284811091148.post-90498434927455245242021-08-31T11:17:00.002-07:002021-08-31T19:25:39.270-07:00Assumptions based on personal history, UPDATEDIf you've been following me for awhile, you know that one of the ways I *try* to stay fit is by walking 10,000 steps each day. I'll go days at a time where I don't get close - like, if I stay in the apartment and never venture past the mailbox, I'm lucky to hit 1,000 steps. And then I'll have weeks where I average 12k-13k per day. It's no big deal, either way; I'm not bragging about my emellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11455310430841712576noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566277284811091148.post-48894272948733485442021-08-28T21:19:00.002-07:002021-08-28T21:19:28.152-07:00Where to Begin, to "cover" two years?5:51 p.m. I suppose the smart thing to do would be to re-read the 16 posts I made in 2019. Yeah, that's what I'll do... hang on... BRB, as the kids say...7:38 p.m. I can't just re-read my words. I have to re-read them aloud, because I'm more actor than writer, y'all. Sorry it took me 1.5 hours to read 17 posts. #ImADumbass #IIncludedTheOneFromThisWeek2019 ended with plenty more work and emellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11455310430841712576noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566277284811091148.post-32871173725361389632021-08-27T09:12:00.005-07:002021-08-27T09:12:50.237-07:00Hello? Is this thing on?HELLO FRIENDS! I know it's been forever since I visited my own blog or even those of the brilliant bloggers I used to read with any regularity. Easier to ask forgiveness than permission, though, amirite?Here's the thing. I got lazy. Then the globe got shut down by a pandemic, and I was stuck in front of my computer with no inspiration (sound familiar?). Then I saw a meme that hit home -emellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11455310430841712576noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566277284811091148.post-10279443159016678842019-08-24T16:25:00.000-07:002019-08-24T16:25:27.081-07:00Adulting, Part the Third (Now with Pictures Added!)
Cocoa says "hi"
Hmmm...
I beg your pardon, is that your colon or a rose garden?
Purty, innit?
Smokey says "whut?"
yes, I know I'm cute and sassy, but...It's So Short!
emellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11455310430841712576noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566277284811091148.post-73235331040757071192019-08-24T15:13:00.000-07:002019-08-24T15:13:04.248-07:00Adulting, Part the Second
Yeah, this
is sort of a continuation – maybe I’ll get through the whole week of adulting!
Monday was, of course, the MEDICAL adulting – the dreaded colonoscopy.
On Tuesday,
I was booked for work! #WooToTheHoo! I drove deep into the heart of The Valley (fer shure,
not “of Death”) to park in a church parking lot and then get shuttled to a
grocery store where I’d previously worked on an episodeemellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11455310430841712576noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566277284811091148.post-66322926160418623912019-08-24T13:46:00.000-07:002019-08-24T13:46:38.813-07:00Adulting, Part the First
I want to
talk about the stuff you deal with as you grow older. On my birthday this year,
I received notification in the mail that I was once again eligible for
SAG-AFTRA health insurance. It has/d been a decade since I last had SAG health
insurance, and in that ten years, I haven’t been unwell or unhealthy, but I
have missed having the fantastic coverage that my union provides. When I was
emellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11455310430841712576noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566277284811091148.post-45420611455001815522019-08-15T17:29:00.000-07:002019-08-15T17:30:53.583-07:00ManOhMan, has it been AWHILE!I last checked in with y'all at the End Of May. Which means we didn't chat at all about my birthday in June (and I am usually #VeryPersistent in reminding people that my birthday is coming up, and asking everyone #HowDoYouPlanToCelebrateMe?)... we missed the review of my Hollywood Fringe Festival experience (just no audiences to speak of, and a lackadaisical cast)... we missed my emellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11455310430841712576noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566277284811091148.post-26680982261037148372019-05-29T15:04:00.000-07:002019-05-29T15:04:16.021-07:00Just checkin' inI don't really have anything new to say (I don't think - we'll see if this manages to be a real post or not), but I happened to check in to my blog stats page, and noticed that This Page had been recently viewed by at least three people. So I went there to see what I'd said, way back when.
I remember the incident but not the action. Facebook has never been my choice of socialemellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11455310430841712576noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566277284811091148.post-46953596365112181822019-05-21T09:11:00.000-07:002019-05-21T09:11:55.254-07:00The Depression of an Aging Family MemberA lot of my IRL and Twitter friends know that I call Daddy every day. He lives in Central Florida, in a townhouse he and Mommy bought just a few weeks before she died, in 2006. It's on a golf course, in a gated community, in the middle of no-fucking-where. In the past few (five-ish?) years, they built a Publix just outside his closest gate, and since he's got a golf cart, he'll do his twice- or emellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11455310430841712576noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566277284811091148.post-37972229829197307352019-04-27T21:41:00.001-07:002019-04-27T21:41:57.283-07:00A Spoiler-Free Movie Review, and other catching up#AvengersEndgame was released in theaters on Thursday night. Our local theater had not sold out for opening night, when Stephen got off work and checked. But it's a three-hour movie, and we'd have gotten home close to midnight, and he still had to work Friday morning. So on Thursday DAY, I bought our tickets for today's first showing, at 12:30.
We didn't see it at a multi-plex, per se. We emellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11455310430841712576noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566277284811091148.post-22447551974660054872019-04-05T18:46:00.002-07:002019-04-05T18:46:42.326-07:00Keto and The MoviesI've been *trying* to "do" Keto, which means I'm nearly eliminating carbs from my diet whilst also eating A Lot more fat, and a reasonable amount of protein.
In order to *try* to "do" Keto, I've been reading every nutrition label, for fat/protein/carb grams, not necessarily ingredients lists... oh, who am I kidding? I have been reading ingredients lists forever. That ain't stoppin'. I've&emellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11455310430841712576noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566277284811091148.post-76783207822201188422019-04-01T17:59:00.000-07:002019-04-05T17:16:28.286-07:00I am the April FoolYa know how, when you're really working on #SelfImprovement and #PersonalGrowth and all that other newfangly shit, and you #SetIntentions for your day, and then #AprilFoolsDay shows up and throws everything outta whack? You DON'T? Well, aren't you #Blessed, you #HoityToityLittleAssWipe? Kidding. I kid. I have just had a day today, so I'm a bit #Frustrated.
Here's your backstory:
I've been emellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11455310430841712576noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566277284811091148.post-41860671421596237012019-03-28T16:52:00.000-07:002019-03-28T16:52:28.425-07:00Walking to CostcoYes, I got my bespoke orthotic insoles. Yes, I got not one but TWO new pairs of New Balance walking shoes, with the removable insoles and the untwistable heelcups (unless you're a serious weightlifter or something and not an "average" joe, like I am). Yes, my Achilles Tendonitis has officially healed, and I'm back to walking at least 5,000 steps a day, at a fairly quick pace (3 - 3.5 mph, if I'm emellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11455310430841712576noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566277284811091148.post-2508849893585972202019-03-12T11:46:00.000-07:002019-03-12T11:46:02.880-07:00Unexpected benefits of volunteeringSo I've mentioned I volunteer for the SAG Foundation. I've also mentioned that I've been actively taking classes at the SAG Conservatory. Recently, I signed up for a class at the Conservatory to orientate (?) new volunteers there, and ended up getting added to the roster of volunteers as soon as that class session ended.
Just before March began, the schedule of all classes that needed volunteersemellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11455310430841712576noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566277284811091148.post-38612806866806889152019-03-01T16:55:00.000-08:002019-03-01T16:55:06.091-08:00A back-pedal catch-upI hate winter. I think y'all may already know that. I grew up in Miami, at a time when the Great Outdoors was just as good at watching your kids as the boob tube was. Maybe better. I dunno. Mommy didn't let us watch television, as a general rule (we had to ask to watch a specific show and could turn the set on as that show was starting), but boy howdy were we allowed to go outside and emellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11455310430841712576noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566277284811091148.post-20787588849089264282019-02-27T16:15:00.001-08:002019-03-12T11:46:48.110-07:00I've been busy - how 'bout YOU?I got sleepy in the middle of the day today, so I took a nap (read: snuggled the furbabies in a reclined position in the bed), and whilst there, I made BIG PLANS for a blog post today.
But I have too much to say. Too much to catch you up on. Too many feels!
So I'll just leave these little morsels here:
I'm happy and grateful that I get to make my living on set. My goal is to also make emellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11455310430841712576noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566277284811091148.post-77818510857274687912019-01-23T22:27:00.000-08:002019-01-23T22:27:27.509-08:00I’m a PRINCESS
Last night, I had a “Princess and the Pea” moment. Typically, when I go to bed, I’ll pull the top pillow down to the foot(-ish) of the bed, and get in, lying on my back. Typically, I have to shoo Smokey and/or Cocoa off the covers and top sheet so that I CAN get in bed. The reason I lie on my back (at first recline) is for feline belly rubs.
Smokey comes up my right side, crossing or perchingemellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11455310430841712576noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566277284811091148.post-38587840043972298242019-01-21T12:55:00.000-08:002019-01-21T12:55:08.061-08:00New stuff is newI've been "doing" a lot of educational stuff to move my career forward. The other day, I had to film myself for a couple of auditions for a student film. Not all auditions are in person, unfortunately. Not everyone can coordinate schedules in an appropriate audition space. So sometimes we self-tape. My experience the other day was my first time self-taping in California (I had done one self-tape emellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11455310430841712576noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566277284811091148.post-86876660444110622582019-01-18T13:40:00.001-08:002019-01-18T13:40:44.058-08:00Blargh. It's already the 18th day of the new year!
As if "time" were a real thing, or "years" or "dates". I'm kicking myself because I haven't blogged since the 30th of December, or since the 364th day of the "old" year. Like it matters, in the grand scheme of life, how often you "hear" from me (or not).
I have been busy. I dunno why I'm kicking myself for not posting ideas I'm kicking around. #GratefulToBeBusy #BlessedWithWork #NoSADSoFaremellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11455310430841712576noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566277284811091148.post-48535985726409144132018-12-30T12:53:00.000-08:002018-12-30T12:53:21.550-08:00Christmas is Over. Is it Easter yet?As you may remember, for many years after Mommy died, I didn't have much Christmas Spirit. I mean, I would break out my Santa hat and ornament earrings, and start wearing all that shit, including my jingle ball necklace, starting on December 1st. But every year, that was the extent of my Christmas Spirit.
When I married Stephen, we would buy a little potted rosemary "tree" each year, which he emellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11455310430841712576noreply@blogger.com4