I woke up this morning with a charlie horse in my right leg. This massive cramp woke me up at a time that my body was not prepared to wake up at. I think I've gotten to that stage in life where my body wants to see what it can get away with by randomly putting me into different states of pain and discomfort. This could have all been averted if only I had a steady intake of potassium. I need to study up on what other food products are high in potassium other than bananas. Don't get me wrong, I love bananas, but I always feel like an amateur porn store when I eat one. Like someone who needs the money for school, or drugs, or is trying to rebel from from his Amish upbringing. I suppose the grass is always greener, but I don't see the problem with being Amish. You get plenty of fresh air, there's a barn raising every 15 to 20 minutes according to what I've seen in the cinema, and their butter churning borders on 19th century French erotica.
So on a completely different topic, (hence the paragraph spacing) I ran tech for The Dallas Comedy House last night which was really exciting. I messed up once or twice, but overall did a not so bad job. The shows themselves were really good, but I felt it difficult to concentrate on watching them because I was entrenched in a battle of epic proportions with myself in the light booth. It was like dual personalities inside of me trying to come to the surface to take control. I call them Confident Collin and Not So Confident Collin. Of course it was nothing to freak out about, but I find it something necessary to do just to get over things. 10 years ago the winning streak of Not So Confident Collin was unmatched. But today, Confident Collin is running away with the show, and NSC Collin only arises when unfamiliar situations are presented.
So it's about 7:47am right now on this beautiful Friday morning, and I am about to get in the shower so I can be on my friend Marc Hall's radio show on UTA radio. I really enjoy being on the radio show because you can look however you want to look. I think being a radio personality or a voice over artist are the 2 best jobs in the world at the moment. Whenever professional Eggo Waffle consumer becomes a job, it will dethrone radio and voice over, but according to the response letters I've gotten from my congressman, that day will only come from a long and arduous journey.
Friday, April 23, 2010
Saturday, April 10, 2010
I'm really excited because tonight I get to participate in The Dallas Comedy House's show "Maestro". It's where students and teachers of improv get on stage together and play in scenes til there is an audience chosen winner of the Maestro. It sounds competitive, but it's not. I'm going to go up there and make people look good still, but I really do want that rock with the letter M written on it in black sharpie. I'm sure I won't win it on my first go around, but it is a lofty goal to have. Wish me luck, and that my inner competitor doesn't douse the stage with gasoline and set it ablaze.