Thursday, November 4, 2010
Beer, Books, Bikes, Bands, Brews, Bakeries, Bears... Portland
The last 2 days have been a gift. After one of the coolest, wettest summers on record, with a growing season too short to have ripe tomatoes or pumpkins, Portland has enjoyed a glorious autumn. We had days in the 70s & 80s in October.The start of November has been a gift. Today is the 4th day of the month & it will 70+ & sunny. By a zany set of circumstances, I have a 5 days stretch with only one work day. Today, we will continue to put the garden to bed, but I plan to spend a big chunk of time just "being", & enjoying Post Apocalyptic Bohemia & feeling very fortunate to live in Portland, in my nutty neighborhood of Kenton. Tonight the husband is making a vegan feast, I am serving a special autumn cocktail, as we entertain Pony Boy & his BF- Special K for a Glee Marathon. During my staycation, I am hoping to exercise one of my most important maxims:" If to feels or tastes good; more is even gooder."
These are not earrings, they're my DEMO.
I am learning how to do voice overs for humiliation animation, you guys. Yep.
Did I know what I was getting into? Uh? Do I ever know what I'm getting into? Well. That is beside the point, isn't it? The point is that I am pretty excited about the whole idea. What this also means is that I have a really crappy mini recording studio now set up in my kitchen, which I use instead of cooking meals in there because I have to perfect the voices that I plan to put on my demo (cool people have demos. Wanna hear my.... DEMO? Oh say, I've dropped my DEMO. Is it alright with you if I just set my demo on this counter? Mister, Would you mind holding onto my DEMO while I try on these pants?- feel free to give it a listen or two.... I'll have a DEMO.. I mean martini.). The demo that ideally, I'll have Stevie Vallance produce for me... 'Cause I'm the biggest Stevie Vallance fan in the world now. She's a voice actress/voice director/superstaahhh/Potty mouth, and I took her expensive but worth every dime class this month. F U N. Also, I am lucky that Neily Magoo is an experienced director/voice director for cartoonies, so he will also get to boss me around for the first time EVER while I do all of this.
What this also means is that I've spent the entire morning singing opera like a chicken (l'amour est un oiseau rebelle, to be exact... and NAILED it tyvm), doing a breaking news report about boobies and discussing the best way to dunk poultry in kerosene ala Joooooolia CHILD. I've also discovered that my "supposed-to-be-a-cute-little-boy voice" sounds like Nelson. *sad trombone music* All in all a well rounded day.
My neighbors are gonna hate me. Serves them right for trying to steal my cat.
Did I know what I was getting into? Uh? Do I ever know what I'm getting into? Well. That is beside the point, isn't it? The point is that I am pretty excited about the whole idea. What this also means is that I have a really crappy mini recording studio now set up in my kitchen, which I use instead of cooking meals in there because I have to perfect the voices that I plan to put on my demo (cool people have demos. Wanna hear my.... DEMO? Oh say, I've dropped my DEMO. Is it alright with you if I just set my demo on this counter? Mister, Would you mind holding onto my DEMO while I try on these pants?- feel free to give it a listen or two.... I'll have a DEMO.. I mean martini.). The demo that ideally, I'll have Stevie Vallance produce for me... 'Cause I'm the biggest Stevie Vallance fan in the world now. She's a voice actress/voice director/superstaahhh/Potty mouth, and I took her expensive but worth every dime class this month. F U N. Also, I am lucky that Neily Magoo is an experienced director/voice director for cartoonies, so he will also get to boss me around for the first time EVER while I do all of this.
What this also means is that I've spent the entire morning singing opera like a chicken (l'amour est un oiseau rebelle, to be exact... and NAILED it tyvm), doing a breaking news report about boobies and discussing the best way to dunk poultry in kerosene ala Joooooolia CHILD. I've also discovered that my "supposed-to-be-a-cute-little-boy voice" sounds like Nelson. *sad trombone music* All in all a well rounded day.
My neighbors are gonna hate me. Serves them right for trying to steal my cat.
Don Draper Says- "WHAT"
* foot note: Jon Hamm is not at all like his character on Mad Men, & he is one of the most imaginative lovers I have ever had. He didn't even wince when I requested- "Give it to me like Don Draper. What?"
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