BECAUSE I’M NOT SOME DAMN computer whiz, the redesign of the website is going to take place over several days. Depending on when you drop by, you may notice that things don’t look good or don’t work.
As we speak, I have a stock photo for a banner, pages are missing, the background is completely white, and the text is scaled to the size of Duplo blocks. This is all going to change. I’ll let you know when it does.
BEFORE I GET TO THE big news, I made a video with my friend Nick from improv, the Nick I met in my intro-level class and mentioned at the start of this story. If you get to the end, you’ll note that I finished by emailing my class about starting a practice group. Since publishing that post, I’ve been meeting weekly at Nick’s with him and four other people as part of a full-fledged team. A lot can happen in a few months.
Recently, Nick wrote a script for a short and asked me to star in it. I did. Another teammate, Alex, helped with the camera and direction. Here’s the finished product:
The big news — as teased above — is that I’ll be making some pretty substantial changes to the site. Aside from being somewhat professional-looking, the new site will be easier to navigate and feature easy access to all kinds of things: my podcast, Mike and Matt on the Internet, for example; the one-act plays I wrote in high school and college; more videos like the one above, or old stand up comedy clips; original songs; live dates for shows, because I’m in an improv group now, with Nick. See how I took that full circle?
Check back a week from Friday, when everything will have changed…
TUESDAY AFTERNOON, WHILE LOOKING FOR ways to waste time before getting actual work done, I stopped by Clikit or Tikit, the podcast of longtime friends Pete, Nick, and (returning soon) Glenn. I clicked on Episode 112, the newest for me at the time, and 26 minutes in I got quite a surprise.
I’ll explain what that was shortly. First, a story.
Last September, I was down in New Orleans for pre-production on a movie. I didn’t know the city yet or anyone in it, with two exceptions: the first, a gelato place that also served amazing paninis; second, the girl who worked there. Our film’s location manager took us there on a lunch break during a scout, I went back on my own that Friday, and that’s when we met.
Because it was the South, she struck up a conversation while she made my panini. “What brought you down to New Orleans?” she asked. I told her I’d written a movie. Then she said, “Really? I’m training to be an actress!”
Now, the correct thing to do in that situation is offer her a bit part in exchange for dirty sex. I didn’t do that. I’m not that quick on my feet. But we talked for over an hour, a conversation interrupted constantly by other customers, yet one which she kept starting back up every chance she got, laughing and smiling the whole time. She seemed genuinely sweet and I left that night kicking myself for not asking her out. Next time, I decided.