Long Awaited Pictures…

Well, I got the call this afternoon that our apartment applications seem to be in order and we’ll be signing the lease soon. I thought I would take this opportunity to share some images of my soon-to-be new neighborhood:

My block
Another view of the corner – great cafe on the ground level
I love all the community gardens in this area – this one is on my blockAnother community garden on my block
And here’s my building! Cool restaurant on the bottom floorJust a couple blocks East, the East River Park
I found this beautiful garden just a block away from the apartment
NY Public Library Branch across from Tompkins Square Park
And lastly, spotted this fabric store a few blocks down our street


Okay, I’m off to the first rehearsal of “Nudists in Love!”

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Just another Manic Monday

Yeah.  Hello.   Hi, I’m alive.

Honestly, when I don’t write in this blog, the anticipation of my next entry and the realization that I have more and more to write just builds and builds until I have absolutely no drive to sit down and update this here thing.
But here I am.  
I have got a lot going on these days.  It feels good to be busy.  Looking at my last update, I mentioned that I had just gone to an audition and gotten a callback.  Well, I went to two more auditions and ended up getting a part in the musical. (I actually ran into 50 Cent in the hallway of the audition location – yeah, he was casting for his new movie.)  If you want to check out the website of “Nudists in Love” (my musical – not 50 Cent’s movie), you can read about the show and the awesome people putting it all together.  Rehearsals start tomorrow, and the show goes up in August as a part of the NYC Fringe Festival (one of New York’s finest Scottish imports).  

Which leads me to my Tuesday night conflicts with our rehearsals: my new Tuesday night gig at Upright Citizens Brigade.  Yup, I mentioned it here in my last entry, but since then I have worked two fantastic Harold nights and met some wonderful people at the theater.  The internship translates to two free classes at UCB, which I am using for my Sketch 101, and most likely, Sketch 201 classes.  My job on Tuesday nights entails prepping the theater for the show, selling tickets in the box office, checking tickets as patrons enter the theater, and cleaning it all up just after midnight.  It’s a pretty good gig, considering it also allows me free admission to any show at the theater, even if it’s sold out.  Yeah, it’s tough work (especially after working eight hours during the day), but I feel I’m just putting in my dues before I really make it big.  (Only half joking here.)

In other improv news, our sketch/improv group “The Knife Parade” recently went through an identity crisis and renamed ourselves “The Karate Parade.”  One of our members used to be a knife salesman and is now teaching karate to kids, so our group’s moniker seems to be following his career path.  Henceforward, I will refer to it here as “TKP.”  So, TKP enjoyed a fun show last Saturday, opening up for a group called “Sherpa” with another group called “Kape.”  We had a great turnout and a pretty awesome show, so we are stoked for our next public appearance, this Friday at Gotham City Improv with “Bombardo.”  If you’re in the NYC area, you should check it out: 7/18 10pm, 48 W 21st St., 8th floor, $6, BYOB.
What else is new…. hmm… 

I’m going to be moving down to the East Village next month with my pal, Brooke – though we are still anxiously awaiting confirmation from our management company that our application was accepted.  I have been neglecting covering the topic in my blog for my amateurish fear of jinxing the place.  It’s beautiful.  Great big living space, beautiful exposed brick, a TUB, great neighborhood.  Couldn’t ask for much more.  I’m ready for a change from my current location in the Upper East Side.   Brian will be moving up to a nice apartment in Harlem, to live with his fellow theater friend from Palo Alto.  I think we are both ready to escape the incessant construction, loud traffic, and cheap frat boys that litter our ever-decomposing block.  Wow, do I sound a little jaded?  I think I have just finally found my calling as an East Village punk (see Cyndi Lauper at right.)  Too bad I already let my monroe piercing grow in… I would have fit right in!  I’m having remorse.
Have you ever been to Chelsea Market?  I popped in Saturday afternoon to enjoy some free A/C and feast my eyes on restaurant equipment… but MAN oh man – they have some top quality produce in that joint.  If you’re in need of some veggies and fruits, head over there and spend a fraction of the cost.  You wouldn’t expect the prices to be so affordable, given the ultra modern architecture and factory-turned-trendy interior design, but they had a wide variety of amazingly fresh and organic ingredients for CHEAP.  Check it out.

The last note I will end with today (though I have SO much more to cover) are some thoughts on my new Sketch class at Upright Citizens Brigade.  I’m currently in the second week of 101 with Dominic Dierkes (he’s got some fantastically funny videos with his sketch group Derrick).  My most recent sketch involved a heterosexual man’s experience of “coming out” to his gay Dads, and was pretty well received by my teacher and the rest of the class.  This week, our assignment is to write a “character” sketch, or an SNL-type sketch which utilizes the funny philosophy or “game” of a character in any given situation.  Think Chris Farley as the “Motivational Speaker”  (in a van down by the river!)  So if you have any brilliant ideas for a character you’d like to see incorporated into a sketch, please be my muse and comment!
Peace out – enjoy the sun and humidity, NYC.

i’m officially allowed to get excited because…

WE HAVE AN APARTMENT!!! Hooray!!! This is a huge weight off my shoulders after the stress of craigslist searching, emailing and phoning brokers, being confused about everything, AND… being sick. I just know that you all want to write to me and send me packages of lovely goodness, so my address is: 316 East 93rd Street, Apt 25, New York, NY 10128. I’ll be there on the 19th, so I’m expecting mail on the 20th!!! I’m too exhausted to say anything more – ahead of me is Katie and Jon’s wedding extravaganza, lotsa packing, and anxiety in general. Muah!

ixnay on the inxjay


I am choosing my words carefully so as not to upset the balances of the universe and jinx this for us but… WE FOUND AN APARTMENT! Okay, okay… everything is approved- pending the arrival of our parents’ guarantor forms in the mail tomorrow. Other than that, we seem to be set! Quite a change of morale: from down in the dumps about whether or not we would EVER find a decent and affordable apartment, to excited but absolutely petrified upon walking into Wells Fargo to transfer a few thousand dollars into another bank account. EEK! The picture here is actually from a walking map on google (did you know about that?!). I still haven’t seen the place, being in California and all, but it seems fabulous! Walking distance from the park, only a half mile from one of my best friends, cute bars and restaurants all around – FABULOUS! And I figured out today that it’s only two subway stops from Madison Avenue Presbyterian, which is where I will be workin’ it until they hire me to sing in their choir. I mean, you live in the Upper East Side, you need to work at the ritziest Protestant Church on the island, right? Anyhow, I’m already thinking about the exact shade of sage green I’m painting my room, whether I want a firm or a plush mattress, and how exactly will I get a couch up to my sixth-floor walk-up apartment? I’m already planning to entice all my NYC friends into helping me when I arrive in the city. I think if I can get a few helpers, we can move it all up quickly, then it’s sandwiches and beers for everyone. (Note to those in New York, I’ll be arriving Sunday the 19th – get excited!)

and then there were two…


A turn of events, a twist in the plot, a glitch in the matrix – whatever you want to call it, things have changed… “for good.” (Wicked? anyone?) I apologize – I don’t mean to sound so triumphant in it, but it is now down to just Brian and I for the NYC living sitch. The fact of the matter is we were looking for different things in an apartment than our third housemate, it was getting overly difficult to come to a middle ground, and we parted ways in everyone’s best interest. Now I’m reveling in the notion that the volume of my voice and my physical profile carry the same overt presence as Grace Adler; and that Brian and Will McFarland are equally fussy about their appearance and both look great in a size-too-small t-shirt. Maybe in the midst of our apartment fiasco, Will- I mean Brian, might come across Sandra Bernhardt’s perfect apartment? Okay- I’m lighthearted about the whole thing. We’re starting fresh as of tomorrow and hopefully we’ll find the perfect place soon!!! (Though I would be quite content with the set of Will & Grace!)

The Hunt Begins…

Quite strange leaving a city you have lived in for five years. Yesterday I packed up the car and drove north. You know that stretch just past Pismo, the last time you see the Pacific? As I curved around the highway, I kept craning my neck to take one… last… glimpse. It was right as the sun was beginning to go down – simply beautiful. Well, the “Santa Barbara Years” (part one, at least) are now officially over. I’m back in my childhood room in lovely Alamo, CA. Today was quite crazy as my NYC housemates began the dreadful “apartment search.” UGGGGHHHH…. This topic drives me absolutely insane. Basically, they found a GEM of an apartment on the Upper West Side (well, the easternmost section – right above Central Park) – but we didn’t all agree that it was the winning choice. How crazy is that to find a great place on your first day of searching? I think it’s a little like Blackjack. You get a Queen followed by a seven, but you’re inclined to ask for another card. Will you sink or swim? Now we’re all second guessing each others’ intentions. [Insert four-letter word here.] It’s so stressful not being in the midst of it all – I wish we were all there together. Now I’m just spending every waking moment on Craigslist – trying to find that exact apartment in a more “hip” neighborhood…. Call me pessimistic, call me a downer – it’s reality and I’m a realist. We should settle with the Queen and the seven. On a completely unrelated note – check out the new EP “Is Is” by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs.