Hazzah!

Here's some good news: I booked a fitness DVD! You will see me exercising on DVD sometime in the near future. And it pays pretty well, so there you go. A little bit of good news for the folks back home. Who knew that all this working out would pay off? Literally?

Why I heart NY

Okay, there are many reasons why NYC is cooler than LA (which I don't really have to iterate for those of you who have any common sense or taste).

My top ten list:
1. Two days ago I saw a man walking down 8th Avenue at 57th street (very busy) with a cat perched atop his head. All four little paws, just sitting there.
2. Yesterday in Barnes and Noble at 66th Street and Columbus (just across the street from the Mormon Temple) I had two youngish people ask me if I wanted to take a survey about the concept of a Heavenly Mother. I pointed to the church across the street and said, "Why don't you go over there and ask them."
3. Everyone here knows me. At auditions all the casting people say to me, "Don't I know you?" I'm always like, "um...yeah!"
4. The men who work out at my gym who look so 'roided out that they should go before the committee investigating steroid abuse instead of Roger Clemens.
5. I went into a coffee shop to purchase a beverage and realized too late that they didn't accept debit. Just cash. The gentleman asked me if I was frequently in the neighborhood and when I told him yes said that I could just pay for it next time.
6. A lady prevented me from getting on a subway car because she said that there was a crazy man in there who was making the women very uncomfortable. I missed the train but didn't get harrassed. Nice trade-off.
7. My book club, currently reading Lolita and Reading Lolita in Tehran.
8. The eighth floor of the Marriott Marquis, where they have a Starbucks and plenty of room to take a load off. Mighty thanks for the tip to GH, rock star.
9. Lookadoo and the words "nut sack" and "merms."
10. My boss at work who sings all the songs from Sunday in the Park with George.

Things are looking up.....

Anyone know what musical that song is from? It's a Gershwin tune, I'll give you that much of a hint, and since the same Gershwin songs have a tendency to be in a bunch of their musicals, your chances of guessing are pretty good....Bueller? Bueller?

So, there's good news since I've been in the NYC. I got in touch with an agency I did some print for before I left for LA. I emailed her some of Keli's pics, and "of course I want to work with you! Bring pictures to my office and we'll get you working!" So that's great. And I finally saw the trailer for my film, National Lampoon's Bag Boy. Not to be sent straight to DVD, it opens in theatres on February 29th. I am in the trailer, albeit very briefly, but you can see a flash of red hair. I'm really looking forward to seeing the movie. Go to bagboythemovie.com and you can see the trailer.

And I have been working like a dog. Seriously. My restaurant loves me. I've only been there a couple of weeks, but they had me training a new girl (talk about the blind leading the blind. I seriously couldn't remember anything....that poor girl). But they've got me working pretty much full-time and I'm grateful for the dough.

I signed up for a soap class this weekend. It's like a workshop, where you work with copy and do scenes from soaps overseen by the casting director of a very famous soap opera. He gives critique of your skills and your marketability in the soap world. So I am planning on showing up to this thing ready to work! I wanna book me a soap, so keep me in your thoughts this weekend as I try to impress the soap opera gods.

What else did I want to tell you? I booked The Producers at PTC, so I am headed back west at the end of March. If you want to see me as a showgirl wearing a giant sausage, this is your chance.

Oh, and Happy VD...one of my least favorite holidays, right underneath "pull my fingernails off slowly day."