TRAP
If anyone is out there reading - and hopefully it's more than the bots that keep spamming me - if you choose to go through the archives - please please please do not click on the archive message titled "I've got friends in New Orleans". You will be blocked out as I am continuing to try and trap all these spammers. If you do have a problem, email me at hosen6 at yahoo dot com.
Back to watching Miss America! Puerto Rico looks busted. And Carson Kressley must die. He's terrible.
cha-ching!
So the going rate for The Sexiest Woman Alive is $30,000...
What's the ROI on that investment?
Project Improviser
So having moved from NYC in November, it would make sense that I've moved on and am not clinging on to any of my NY obsessions. NOT SO! says the man in the front row. And he would be correct. I still get the occasional acting email and an email came through about Project Improviser from the Upright Citizen's Brigade.
For all those not in the know, Upright Citizen's Brigade is a NYC institution for long form improv and is the place to learn, perform, or just watch long form improvisation. Well, for those of us for which UCBT is no longer accessible (ahem), we have the pleasure of at least catching some shows where - albeit not the actual Harold teams - but experienced long form improvisers "compete" to be the last improviser standing.
The episodes are fun to watch - partially because of the familiar faces, partially because I love watching improv and learning, and wholly because it's great entertainment and I can watch a Harold online. Project Improviser takes you through the rehearsals, some challenges, and shows you all the performances which is great. I'm up to episode 3 now which was painful to watch because of the elimination process. They were all great and they had to cut someone. That was not the reason that was given but hopefully that was the nagging blip in the back of their minds when they were making the decision.
It is an elimination show and as such someone had to be eliminated. Lucky for us - all are good improvisers and the shows will continue to be funny regardless of who continues. I intend to steal from them as much as possible if I ever start taking classes at Washington Improv Theater (WIT). There, it's in writing. So you can't use it against me.
oh the places you’ll go
Here I am, stuck in the Tampa airport after an 11:30am to 2:30pm meeting, that actually ended at 1:30ish. Of course the only direct flight back home out of here is at 6:30pm so how do I want to spend my Tuesday afternoons? That's right, TGI Friday's at the Tampa International Airport. Is it even international? Not sure. Maybe it's just the Tampa Airport. I just call it, the T. It's so cool, it only needs one letter. Love being here.
slurping on a makeshift root beer float (order of ice cream and a root beer slapped together) - is that hip or what?
i wish i had a camera right now so i could get a picture of the 4 model sea creatures painted/dressed up as characters, surrounded by a white picket fence. I think one is Dracula - or Antonio Banderas. Not sure which - and you say, how can you confuse Dracula and Antonio Banderas. Well, don't you wish I had a camera too.
Speaking of, just bought the wife a new 8mp camera - Casio something er other. It got great reviews so I'm hoping it will turn out well even though we haven't seen it in the stores. I'm optimistic that it will take pictures that make me look skinnier and beautiful. Otherwise it goes BACK to Amazon.
So she'll get the new camera, which means I'll get the hand me down. I'll have a camera to take a picture of all the great places I go, like the T, and my phat room last night. I walked in the door and I wasn't quite sure which direction my bedroom was in, that's how big this place was. And it looked over the harbor (they actually spelt it Harbour, arrogant Tampanians, or is it Tampans) above all these docked yachts. It made me realize how many rich people there are out there - that I am nothing like. Mostly because I'm not rich.
Only two more hours until my flight! YES! Party at the T!!!
WYSIWYG editor
I'm trying out a new WYSIWYG editor (at two thirty in the morning... WHY?!) and it seems to be working pretty well... It's actually pretty sweet. It's based on AJAX so it's pretty fancy DHTML. I can drag the box to make it larger if I run out of space - the font is so small that I'm not even close but I made the box larger anyways, because it's fun. Yes it is. Fun FUn FUN.
It's kind of a pain on the typing though. Typing is fast, but I make a lot of mistakes and it doesn't seem to match up with my backspaces properly. So I have to slow down while typing. It's not my backspacing, it's the computer.
agh... one return is good enough. don't have to put the extra return in, like if you were typing a letter in word. all those letters i write in word... who the hell writes letters anymore? answer: my wife. she's starting it up again. i think it'll catch on. again.
smiley faces.
. cool.
automatic insert of images. let's see, who should i put in here. how about.... hrm, not bad.
You can see a larger version here. Not sure I like the image insert. Gonna have to find an easier way to put pictures in, along with captions. Just looking at this picture, several things come to mind. For example, her performance in Nacho Libre was fantastic. And she seems really kind. Kind of not ugly.
Well, that's about all there is left to try here. I think. Actually, there is some Word like formatting for headings. I'll have to try that later. Ooooh, but I shall leave you with a strikeout and bid you adieu good night.
Like Gatorade … but not the nasty gatorade that comes out of pores…
Well, the blog is back. For now. I think I'm in good shape. I've disappeared enough that the spammers have either forgotten about me or don't care. And with that, I've disappeared enough that my fan base (which consisted of an astounding 2 people) and my acting career, which was short lived itself, have all but gone away.
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But ALAS! The blog is back. The writing is back. And I feel rejuvenated. The thoughts will come rushing out and I will be born again online, like Wil Wheaton. Because like a former Star Trek ensign - I didn't quite get to the top but I can continue to do my work online - not serving the man, but serving my fellow people. Sharing stories, advice, opinionated bitch rants. And for the temporary future (man, that sounds deadly...) CORRECTION - at least temporarily! - I can share some true insights without worrying about what agent/director/fellow actor might stumble upon my blog and be distracted from my artistic genius by my equally ingenious, but open, opinion. (Where's the spell check on this crap, did i spell ingenious right?)
Whoever's out there. Ignore the crappy layout. Hear my words. Come back to me. And we will forge a relationship that will carry on well into at least dessert. Maybe even go back to my place and watch a movie. Who knows - maybe pop some corn. Popcorn. Yeah, I like it.
holy spammers
So - I've put something in place to hopefully contain spammers - at the very least - reduce the amount of hits against my website. That's the whole reason this has gone away - I was getting so many comments and spam, and they were sucking up my bandwidth so I've put some things in place that will hopefully help. If this site goes down again, you know that it did not.
Time to go to sleep and put this thing to work.
Bye now.