If you know me, and you’re getting married, basically… you should let me be your MC. Seriously.
I want to MC a wedding so bad. I love weddings and I want to play an active role in every single one I attend, – - except like, I don’t want to play the part of the bride.
Even if you’re like. “ohhh…. well, we don’t really hang out anymore…” I will DO my research and make you and your whole damn family laugh AND cry.
Especially if you’re like “ohhh… well, I don’t know if I should invite Brie to my wedding…” Problem solved. Bonafide public speaker, right here.
Let me speak at your wedding.
Let me speak anywhere.
There it is folks; shaking the President’s hand as I walk off with a brand-spankin’ new college diploma. The end of an era; an era filled with ups, downs, highs, lows, rape jokes and more uses of the c-word than I’d ever thought possible. Yesterday, at the Toronto Congress Centre, along with a handful of my fellow colleagues, my parents & my man in attendance, I completed the final element of the Humber CollegeComedy: Writing & Performanceprogram. And no. That does not mean you get to stop reading my blog now. Because as the title suggests, the end of my time at Humber is, just that; an end. An end to the daily classroom routine, an end to 9am stand-up & improv comedy classes, but I think most notably an end to one hell of a LOT of stressful social scenarios.
Phew. Breath it in, readers. Closure.
That being said, it also marks the beginning. The beginning of a life devoted to humour. From here on in, the performance and the quality of my work is in my hands alone and will not be judged or criticized by the same group of 11 others day in, day out. (Until/if I get a job in a writer’s room.) It’s the beginning of new sketch troupe potentials (Cumin Rice Violation, anyone?), the beginning of spec script writing, story writing in general, play writing, book writing, writing writing, the beginning of job hunting for something in the biz, as lame as the job may be. The beginning of a life in which I received a hug from Andrew Clark. (Victory!) Also, very excitingly (ALMOST as exciting as the hug,) it’s the beginning of my improv training at The Second City.
I had my first class today with instructor Brian G. Smith who, I’m told, is an excellent teacher. (So far, this stands true. ) My classmates come from all sorts of different walks of life; journalists, mothers, actors, tradespeople & they all seem super nice/fun/cool. Many of them took Level B together last term, so they’re all very tight & familiar with one another, but they’re quite warm and welcoming, so you don’t get that sense of high school cliquerie.
It’s also the beginning of my life with an air conditioner. (Better grad gift than a frame, I’ll be the first to admit.)
Beginnings. Lots of them.
I intend to take on these new beginnings with poise, dignity and of course, humility. Oh hey? Did I mention I got top of my class at Humber? Yup. Honours Award for Academic Excellence. No big deal. What?
If I don’t get a job and start paying off my loans, I’m going to have to move back to Welland. I can’t do that. I love Toronto and I want to do comedy. I can’t fulfill my dreams in Welland.
With that in mind, I started applying for jobs to keep me alive financially while I wait for my proverbial “big break.” So yesterday, I had an interview with a post-production company, to be an office administrator, where the interviewers gave me some straight-shooting advice that, though financially a bit worrying, was the most honest commentary I ever received in an interview setting, EVER. They basically told me that Arts, Entertainment, Media; they’re “pay-your-dues” industries. And if you’re going to start at the bottom (ie. Office Administration,) you might as well do it somewhere you’d eventually like to end up. (ie. Not at a post-production company, as I do not want to be an editor – ) but rather, a production company for TV, film or otherwise, a Literary Agency, etc. And because turnover is high among the lower echelons, odds are there’s something available. All I have to do is find it.
Also, the interviewers said “fuck” a bunch of times. In no government interview I’ve ever had, has someone ever said “fuck.” It was fucking fantastic.
What a weird and wonderful series of days I’ve just had/coming up.
This past weekend, I had my first ever audition for an acting part. I don’t think I did very well, given I messed up the simple lines I’d been assigned to read due to extreme nervousness even though I was only mildly interested in playing the part of “Friend/Family Member.” I was in and out in less than five minutes and I met some interesting nice and some pretentious people along the way. (For the record, if you introduce yourself to me by telling me you went to a “Triple Threat Academy” I will, without a doubt, hate you forever.)
Well, at least I got my first audition out of the way!
One day, I’d like to be featured in an article like this one:
It’s been a fun past two evenings down at Comedy Bar for Sketch Com-ageddon, but sadly I won’t be able to see the rest of the competition because I’m working the next few evenings and on Saturday I’m going to see Radiohead.
Finally, a band I’ve wanted to see live in concert since I was pre-high school. The Bends was the first CD I ever bought. For whatever reason, I never got around to seeing them live. I had tickets the last time they were in Canada, but I had to re-sell them in order to return to France (oh, boo-hoo, I know!) The kicker, they’d been playing the city where I lived in France the DAY before I arrived. I really should have planned that better. But this weekend, I’m finally going to see them. Unless someone has free tickets to France.
Back to Com-Ageddon, it was fun! I performed on Monday and Tuesday I attempted to live-Tweet the festivities (despite my tardiness.) It was fun to re-connect with some TOsketchfest pals & Humber pals. It felt a little strange to see fellow Humber students now, even though we used to see each other every single day of the week. Maybe that’s why. Or maybe it’s because I’m kindof awkward, socially. Mph.
I’ve got a PREVIEW to some news. A few of my fellow comedians with similar sensibilities are planning somewhat of a comedy tour in October. We’re thinking about hitting up some more Eastern areas, such as Ottawa, Montreal and Sherbrooke, and some more Western areas, like St. Catharines, London and Guelph. If anyone who reads this blog lives around any of those places, keep reading for more information to come. If you’re from those areas and you have tips about venues and booking information, please get in touch with me – because I value your knowledge and experience.
Ooooh! Also. My partner in cat-crime, Paige Mcintrye, & I finally put up our second episode of CatChatz. You should be sure to check that out, because it’s funny and about cats.
I’m sure you’re sitting on the edge of your seat right now just dying to know how the debut performance of Getting Even with Chesapeake turned out, so I won’t keep you in a state of suspense.
Or will I?
HAHAHAHAHAHA Blah blah blooooooooo lalahfjdhfkdakda.
No, I won’t. It went fine. We didn’t move on in the competition, but it was fun to be performing sketch comedy again in a non-academically-obligatory kinda way. It was also great to perform in an non-entirely Humber-based audience. Helps to shed some objectivity on life in general, as a whole.
I’m going to go back to Sketch Com-ageddon tonight to catch more of the action because I loooooove sketch comedy! (And because performers get a 4-free show pass.)
Good luck to all you bloodthirsty troupes!
Today is an exciting day. This evening, I will be performing with my new sketch troupe for the very first time. They are called Getting Even with Chesapeake and are composed of Ashley Moffatt, Paige McIntyre, Matt Surina & myself. Ashley, Matt & I had been talking about working together for a long time and we brought Paige on board because she’s a great writer and she and I have been working together on Cat Chatz – so it all made sense!
Consequently, this will be my first time performing in a sketch troupe since the decomposition of LaughDraft earlier this year and the subsequent denial of my entry into the troupe that formed out of the dregs that was LaughDraft – so, I think it’s fair to say I’m pretty damn excited to get back into the swing of sketch comedy with this awesome group of people!
Getting Even with Chesapeake is making its debut, performing as part of the Toronto Sketch Comedy Festival’s Sketch Com-Ageddon competition with many other awesome troupes from around town as well as a lot of newbies.
It should be a fun time – so feel free to come check us out. The sketch-dule is RIGHT HERE!
See you tonight!
Maybe I didn’t get to perform stand-up in the Industry Show this year – but tonight, I did get to perform on the Main Stage at Second City along with some amazing local comics. Check out this line-up:
Sometimes things have a way of working themselves out.
Thanks Chemika for the sweet pic!