A Word of Advice

Dear Reader(s),

Here is a word of advice regarding office/job etiquette. Did you know that showing up 40 minutes early to your first day/interview/temporary assignment is just as bad and annoying as showing up late? What's worse than showing up early? Showing up early, then taking a 45 minute shit in their bathroom. Yeah, don't do that.


-Not Currently Starving, But Having to Work in a Stanky Office.

Random Happenings

I took this picture on 6th ave across from Bryant Park yesterday during my lunch break, where the award-winning show Top Gear was filming. In case you don't know, the show airs on BBC America and History Channel and is about nice/expensive/top-of-the-line cars/gadgets.
Now I am in no way a car expert or one of those girls that won't look at you unless you have a nice flashy car. However, I will admit that I do like shiny things, I do like to drive, I know a thing or two about cars, and I know my way around a garage and a tool belt.

Knowing all of this, I could have been on this particular segment of this episode they were filming, and probably enjoyed it very much. The concept seemed to be that they had some very sexy cars (Mercedes, Lamborghini, Viper, Bentley) painted the not-so-sexy lemon/taxi cab yellow color and that people off the street, upon signing a legal waiver, could hop on line (complete with red carpet and velvet ropes)in one of the cars for a "taxi ride" around midtown while appearing on camera. Unfortunately, I only had an hour for lunch and the line was long, so alas it did not happen.
But what really made me weep inside on behalf of awesome girls everywhere was the verbal exchange I overheard a girl on the street having with one of the promoters/waiver-hander-outers. It went like this:

Girl-who-thinks-she's-a-savvy-New-Yorker-and-calling-them-out-on-their-obvious-scam: "Oh yeah, well what's so special about the cars?"

Poor Promoter-Guy-who-just-wants-to-do-his-gig-get-paid-and-go-home: "Wha-?!(Awkward pause as he can't believe he is being asked this while standing in front of 4 cars that combined costs probably total around $1 million)Um...well, they're expensive cars. Really expensive sports cars."


Dear Awesome Girls Everywhere,
Come and weep with me.

-Not Currently starving, but not currently very artistic either


P.S There is also a toy train store across from Bryant Park! The people in that store kind of weird me out.

P.R.E.Y Episode 4: The replacement captain gets high...or something.

The first night of shooting episode 4 of P.R.E.Y was last night (if you haven't seen it yet, you are not my friend and shame on you go watch it now).


Without giving too much away, let's just say that it was more of a clusterfuck than usual. Beer was had by most (as per the norm for filming this show) however, one cast member (who was a replacement for a previous cast member who suffered from douche-itis) either had one too many or started the party before he got to the shoot. Not to say that we as a cast and crew are the epitome of professionalism. (It's pronounced "e-pit-O-me" Shia Labeouf)

But I'd like to think the majority of us care enough about the project to make an effort to make a decent product that we want to be proud of.

I, for one, am no stranger to being intoxicated in front of the camera. In fact, some of my funnier scenes in episode 3 are when I have been rather awkwardly inebriated (thanks mostly to Tommy's awesome editing) but I manage to string intelligible words/sentences together to make sense in the context of the show and react to what is going on at the present moment...in other words, I can still act my way out of a paper bag after the imbibefication of 3-5 beers. (See, I can make up words just like you, Sarah Palin)


Beers. Beers, and occasionally rum. Not whatever the captain was tokin on last night. Last I checked, no other cast member has ever decided they would start pulling out people's chest and arm hair while the camera is rolling, or proposition visitors, or wander in and out of frame during the take. But, maybe my standards are just too high for this no-budget/non-paying/indie web project.

My solution: we kill off and re-cast the character in every episode. Like a red shirt.

-Not Currently Starving, but frustrated with my art

Letters to the world

Dear little mouse in my kitchen,
You are so little and cute, but I'm sorry, you are vermin and your little poopies carry Hantavirus and therefore, you must die sooner than God intended. Please know that I will feel a considerable amount of guilt when I hear the click of the trap. No hard feelings.
Your Host,
Jess

Dear radio station,
I don't know who or what you are, but you are the only station with perfect music-to-talk-to-commercial ratio at the wee hours of the morning when I have to wake up for work. That being said, could you please play something other than Green Day and Red Hot Chili Peppers every morning at 6:30am? Thanks.

-Not Currently Starving, But a Little Cranky
(this artist is not 'morning people')

This is Halloween, this is Halloween...drunken blog.

Please note that I wrote this blog when I got home from my All Hallow's Eve gallivanting, but was too inebriated to figure out passwords and clicking the "New Post" button. So I discovered it today. Wow. I have not edited said blog in any way. Here is my train of thought for the evening.

Drunken Halloween blog 3-of-sort-of-3 1:11am (technically) 11-1-10


Horray! I thought of so many great AND AMAZING THINGS TO BLOG ABOUT TONIGHT WHILE I WAS SEMI-[ASSED OUT ON THE TRAIN RIDE HOME FROM Sky and Neil’s performance at Bar 9 ….but now I don’t realu remember them…..and I just realizedt at I wrote most of that last sentence in caps lock….my bad…

Jarrett id amazing an making me pasta since we couldn’t have taco bell, my favorite drunken food ever!!!! Stupid taco bell not delivering and not being in brookltny where I live!!!

I do know that the man on the F train tonight talked lik Sam Eagle from the Muppets and the tone of his voice cmbined wit the jerky motion of the train made me want to throw up. So, I discovered the greatest postion ever on the train is sitting with your head in your hands with your fingers in your ears, while the other fingers folding your ear lobrs over themse;ves so you can’t hear anything and then breating really deeply ina dna out just conv=centrating on the brewathing until you get to your stop and get the glorious peace of outside and the cold air. THAT, my friends id how you aifd puking on the train on Halloween.

Mind you, it doesn’t always wrokm. Especially if youre at a arty where you don’t know awaht idson in the :jungle hjuice” ut you drink it anyway and the you smoke a cigar ‘cause it soudnsa like a good idea ata the time,a nd then you bond with your friend’s obnoxious ass grielfriedn who you hate but eacause you’re drunk she seems super nice but deep down you still hate her and you pray she doesn’t remember this drunken bonding upon your next meeting, but she does and you hate your life because of it, and then you thrw up on the train plateform and have to hep tyour boyfriend move to a neq burroght the next day, and this is so epic, I forgot where I was foin with it, and now my pasts if ready so I;m gonna eat it and then pass out do I can get up at thwe ass-end of early tomorrow to go to work.


My point, and I do have one, is Happy Halloween!!
Hope everyone issafe!

And I lost my camera tonight…..BEFORE I started drinkinng!!! Fuck.

-Currently Starving for Pasta

A letter

Dear Monday Morning,
We both know that I hate you and you hate me. I especially hate you when you show up the day after Halloween and force me to go to work so that I can earn money so that I can continue to have awesome Halloweens and continue to hate you. So, let's just get through this together and then we won't have to deal with each other again for a week. Thanks.

-Currently Not Starving But Very Hungover


P.S After reading the blog I wrote (but was too inebriated to post) last night, this hate mail to the first(depending upon who you ask) day of the week will make more sense than it does already.

Drunken Blogs 1 & 2...well...sort of

Pseudo drunken blog 10-30-10 2:30am-ish


So I just got home from night 2 of Halloween party time weekend 010!!!!! Woooo!!!


Last night, we went out to Jen’s b-day party at a karaoke box club/bar. If you’ve never been to one, you must go! Instead of sitting in a loud bar listening to strangers shittily sing overplayed songs, you get to sit in your own private room and listen to your friends shittily sing overplayed songs. Soooo much better!!!
Got home at 3:30am and passed the eff out!

Woke up taoday around 2pm. Sleeping in is AWESOME!!! I haven’t gotten to enjoy said activity for 3 whole weeks!!!!  Other thn the geniuses who decided that Halloween weekend was a good time to rip up the entire block of sidewalk with jackhammers and sledgehammers all damn morning, my sleeping in was quite peaceful.
Watched the Colbert/Stewart Rally to resort sanity on the DVR this afternoon which was also very cool. Part of me was sad I couldn’t go, but when thingking about the earlier-mentioned sleeping in, and how cold and crowded and pain-in-the-ass-ity of getting down to DC and that whole thing about my clausterphobia/agoraphobia, I qhuickly got over my bummed feeling whilst I watched the rally from the comfort of my warm lazy couch while I drank my coffee.

Pre-Halloween party at AMC tonight. Pretty low-key, however there was no shortage of beer…hence the sort-of drunken blog. My buzz is sort of wearing off because we took the train home instead of a cab, so I had time to sober up a nbit on the train.


Wow. This is the most boring “drunk blog” I think I’ve ever written int eh history of history……hmmm drunk blog fail?

I guess I’m not super funny tonight. I didn’t send anyone inappropriate texts. I didn’t take my pants off. I accidentally flashed my panties at some friedsn…but that’s nothing new….lame. I didn’y even get to see that many great costumes tonight…..well, there’s always the parade and 3rd party of the weekend tomorrow night.

I guess I am getting old and boring……sad.

-Currently Not Starving, But Boring Even Myself

Maybe I DO have ADHD...

Well,this is embarrassing...I started this blog forever ago thinking I would blog every other day or so to keep my writing and creative muscles nice and toned. (I also had similar aspirations about exercising and yoga after watching the winter olympics, wanting to get my six-pack back again, but we don't really want to discuss the utter failure that was that goal...but I digress, maybe save that for another day, another blog.)
Autumn is now in full swing with winter fast approaching. Have I blogged at all? Er...no. But seeing as how I lack any followers at this time, I suppose the point is moot. On the other hand, HAD I been blogging these last 7-ish months, maybe I would actually have a couple of followers at this point. Oh conjecture.....you fickle fickle bitch.

My point? So much has changed in 7 months, it's amazing, but also I recently discovered and started following another blog and its author has, in turn, inspired me to be more diligent about my blogging. So, prepare yourself, internets!!! This girl is committed to-well..."committed" is such a strong word...determined? No...well, this girl is gonna blog more. So there. Actually, this weekend being Halloween weekend and thus, many parties and debauchery will most likely ensue and therefore you can expect as many 3 YES, THREE drunken blogs. Are you ready for this?

-Not Currently Starving But-ooooo something shiny!

Website is almost ready!

My acting website is almost up and ready to go. It's hard doing this on your own while trying to teach yourself how to do it and make it look as professional as possible to make people want to be in contact with you!
Life has been a little stressful lately...well...ok always. There are never enough hours in the day are there? I'm trying to get my website looking right, trying to put together a new concept for a show/video blog with A, trying to find auditions, going to work every day while trying to find a better job (shhhh, don't tell them, they'll get mad, they don't know or understand how much I hate it, or how every time I punch in, part of my soul dies and breaks off and causes me literal physical pain because my dreams are being crushed and beaten out of me.)

AVS JUST SCORED AGAIN AND TIED THE GAME!!!! (Sorry, completely unrelated, I am watching the Detroit/Colorado hockey game whilst I blog. Sweetness.)

Anywho...um where was I? Oh yeah.
Website = almost done = yay!
Jess = tired/stressed/crazy = what else is new?

The End.

-Currently Starving Wannabe Successful Artist