Hi Diddly Dee, an Actor's Life for Me
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Cullen Hightower
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Books 'n' stuff
I'm currently reading White Teeth by Zadie Smith. I've been reading it for about 6 weeks now and I'm really not getting very far. I know everyone raved about it when it came out, which is why I didn't read it then (I'm a contrary beast at heart), but I really can't get into it at all. It's reasonably entertaining and it's certainly not bad, but neither is it gripping me. The Time-Traveler's Wife, on the other hand (another one which I avoided at the time), I recently whooshed through in a couple of days, desperate to find out what happened next. It messed with my head, sure - the whole concept of time-travel is one which seems quite simple on the face of it, but when you get into the same two people knowing each other but meeting at different times of their lives and so NOT actually knowing each other because they didn't meet until later in their lives and one of them has travelled backwards it all gets a tad confusing; but in a way that was part of the book's charm. It was as if we were putting the pieces together slowly, just as Claire and Henry were. Nobody has the answers to everything at any one time, which makes for a complex and beautiful read. I'm off to sit in on an audition this afternoon, as a member of the panel. Wooo! This is going to be fun *rubs hands evilly*. No, I'll be good, I promise - but it will be very interesting to be on the other side of the table for a change, and see the good (and bad) things that people do - I'm hoping it will give me a bit of an insight into my own audition technique, such as it is. Hopefully I will also persuade B (who is running the audition) to upload the photos from our recent show in Newcastle, so I can show you all the true comedy HORROR of me as a fez-monkey. Ho yes - bet you can't wait. |
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2.2.07 10:49 |
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Ephemera
The current Ariel advert, advocating washing at 30 degrees to save energy, makes a lot of environmental sense; but do you think that the woman in the ad realises that every time she turns the temperature down, a light goes on and wakes someone up? I'd be well pissed off if I lived in her house. |
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4.2.07 20:33 |
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Due to popular demand ...
... herewith the Hillbilly Goats Gruff tour dates. Ignore the village hall dates (unless you happen to live in that village - in which case you're probably already coming along), but if you're local to any of the other shows then do come along and make yourself known - it would be great to see you. Bearing in mind that I'm the one who now has to lead the Old Macdonald song, I'm going to discourage y'all from shouting 'peacock' or similar random animal when asked for suggestions. Well, you can if you want, but I'll expect gin in recompense - just to warn you ... February |
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5.2.07 17:13 |
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You spin me round (like a record)
This afternoon has proved to me why I decided to be an actor and not an accountant. I've been trying to put a rough budget together for the show that I am attempting to write for the Fringe. I now have total number-blindness as a result of poring over percentages and formulating - er - formulae. Still, 'tis done, and I've sent it off to my dad so that he can look it over and tell me that it's all a load of rubbish and I should really start again from scratch. Oh, the joys! |
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7.2.07 16:05 |
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Dis-ap-POINT-ing!
There's a conversation over at The Paranoid Pigeon about junky snack foods, and Supernoodles were mentioned, which took me right back to being 14 years old in the school common room. We pretty much lived on Supernoodles in those days. Always the chicken flavoured ones and always made in a mug rather than a bowl - yum. Every Saturday morning we'd head into Clevedon and stock up in the local Safeways. Sometimes we'd buy the Chinese Chow Mein flavour Pot Noodles as well, but Supernoodles were far superior - something to do with the twistiness of them, I think. Anyway, I was feeling nostalgic for their twirly noodliness just now, but because I'm a lazy arse I couldn't be bothered to go to the supermarket. Luckily, I managed to find some egg noodles and a chicken stock cube at the back of the cupboard. Bonus! All I need to do is shove it all in a mug and voila - instant knock-off Supernoodles. Reader, don't be fooled. It's not the same thing at all. I am now full but unsatisfied - not a good state to be in on a Saturday night. Bah humbug. |
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10.2.07 21:53 |
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I'm back...
... and I have false eyelashes. Hello boys. |
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26.2.07 14:53 |
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Taxing Stuff
I got home the other day to find a lovely letter from the Inland Revenue (I know - it's a bit of an anomaly) saying that I had overpaid income tax to the tune of just over 200 quid and they were issuing a repayment. Huzzah! However, last night I went out with friends, one of whom I used to live with, and she sheepishly produced a letter which had gone to my old address, where she still lives with her husband, and which her husband had opened by mistake. Annoyingly, they've been sitting on it for a few weeks now, as it was from my accountants, saying that I was liable to pay just over 300 quid's worth of tax and it needed to be paid by 31 January or I would have to pay interest yada yada yada. The issues are therefore as follows:
I do so love a good farce. |
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27.2.07 09:55 |
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