“His sadness over Hurricane Katrina is not for the victims in New Orleans, as Mr West understood, but for the damage done to his reputation by that snap of him staring blankly and aloofly down on the catastrophe from the window of Air Force One. His paramount distress over Iraq is not over the loss of life, civilian and military, but how that banner proclaiming “Mission Accomplished” on the aircraft carrier came to make him look naive and vainglorious. He reveals his shallowness and vapidity with these reflections in the most crystalline of clarity, and hasn’t a notion he is doing so.”—
Aw…Thank you! You know what? I think you might be right. As of this moment the only thing really upsetting me is that I have yet to eat a macaron or drink a four loko. Also, comedy is hard and boys are confusing—but comedy and boys are IN my life, so I can’t complain.
Lest you think I’m gloating, I just want to say, I am a total spastic nerd girl. My life was not cool until recently. I swear.
Sad face, indeed! I told my cat this morning that it was his job to watch the street all day and report back who and what he saw. However, he is a cat and that plan was doomed from the start.
Here’s what I’ve ascertained: They are using my street for all the equipment trucks and stuff. At the corner of my street is a weird Asian fusion restaurant that I’ve never been in because it looks so weird and cheesy. They are filming a Jack Donaghy scene in there. There’s also an African American actor in a suit in the scene. Please don’t ask me to ID an African American guest star from thirty feet away on the outside, through Venetian blinds and twenty feet away from the window on the inside. I can say it’s NOT Donald Glover or Wyatt Cenac. That I’m sure of.
Which means I’m missing heaps of comedy stuff tonight (mics, shows), but it also means I’ll have my shit together before my trip to Boston.
It also means I will be hauling my dirty laundry past the 30 Rock crew to get to my laundromat. It’s going to be all sorts of weird and awkward that I didn’t plan. My life keeps jumping the shark.
Also, even if I don’t see lady hero Tina Fey on my street, I am in the midst of an email conversation with another comedy lady hero (who shall go nameless as I am interviewing her, and that’s like…I don’t know…unprofessional to hype an interview that hasn’t been published yet because it might not pan out) and it’s all about my weird crush on a professor on the History Channel. And this nameless lady hero is SUPER nice. I can’t even…
If my LiveJournal from a year ago could read my Tumblr of today, it would make this face:
I can’t describe how much this show shaped me and my opinions on comedy. It’s seriously the only show my mom ever banned me from watching that I felt no icky Irish Catholic guilt about viewing—because I KNEW my mom was wrong about it being bad for me.
“It’s not a job you do because of the money. I also encourage young comics to treat standup comedy like a real job, and to invest the same hours into it that they would invest in anything they wanted to become good at. It’s almost like you have to pretend you have a boss when you don’t. And that boss is an asshole.”—
It’s so true. It’s also weird because my (strangely) supportive Mom seems to get this. I’ll tell her how busy or tired I am, and her response is always, “Well, of course. You’re working two full-time jobs.” It’s a living…that requires another living.
This is a really well written essay about the argument over whether parallel thought can be to blame for a lot of apparent joke stealing. As the article suggests, it is very possible for two comedians to come up with the same joke on their own without one of them being a plagiarist. As a writer and a comic I’ve experienced both—and been on both sides. I wrote here just a week or so ago about how SNL had a similar sketch to one that’s been in my sketch packet for two years. Did they steal my idea of a teen aged girl in a motorized wheelchair speaking through a vocoder? No. They came up with it on their own. Similarly, I wrote a one-liner about two months ago that I was performing at mics. A few weeks later, Julian McCullough tweeted something very similar. I know for a fact he didn’t steal it because he’s never seen me do it. I also know that we know a lot of the same comics and therefore probably are in a similar joke-writing zeitgeist (our interests, influences, etc.)
Do people steal jokes? Yes. Which is why a lesser known comic like myself unfortunately has to cede good ideas if a better known comic also comes up with them (or, as is often the case, does it better). I could stick to my guns and insist on telling MY jokes, but my goal is to be a fresh and original voice. I don’t want to sound like anyone else anyways. I’m bummed if I have to give something up I like so I don’t get accused of plagiarism, but in the end, that’s just going to spur me to work harder to get that really original, really perfect joke before anyone else does.
Hey everybody! I’ve noticed a LOT of new followers in the past week or so. Thanks for following! In case you were wondering what kind of weird person runs this tumblr, I am a 25 year old lady living in NYC. Most of my nights are spent performing stand up at open mics and seeing shows. I work in midtown at a financial firm so I usually blog from work…where I am bored. So, thanks for following!
A bunch of you are people I know in real life. Congratulations. You have discovered my online fortress of lame in which I get nerdy about fashion, drinking wine, super girly things, superheroes, SNL, America’s Next Top Model, Gossip Girl, fantasy epics, TRON, ligers & how comedy is, like, hard. But I suppose those are all things I’m upfront about being nerdy about in real life, so you shouldn’t be too surprised.
So, thanks for following! I was going to link to everyone, but there are a lot of you.
Last night there was a moment after Florence sang “Howl” in which she produced what looked like a wand from out of nowhere and then raised it elegantly above the crowd. Overcome, I shouted, “Yeah, Magic!” And then I realized she was actually holding a drumstick.
“Moreover, I don’t want any pity when I bomb. To me, bombing is a pure positive. Because it’s a rare experience and it’s a great education. Every great show, when you kill, is pretty much like any other great show. But every time you bomb, it is completely unique. I’ve never bombed the same way twice. And they stay with you, the bad sets, like Lyme disease or herpes.”—
“Tyrion’s relationship with Cersei is…oh God, it’s really difficult…They’re constantly battling one another. Unlike my relationship with Lena Headey, the actress playing the role – I’m really good friends with Lena, and we’re very upset that we don’t have more scenes together this first season. But it’s really tempestuous because both of them see through each other’s veneer and pretensions and all of that. Tyrion and Cersei are both fraught with those. So I think people who see each other for who they really are have a hard time being around each other in pleasant company…”—Peter Dinklage, discussing Game of Thrones. *nerd swoon*