Last night I competed in a stand-up comedy competition, AND I WON!!!
Meep.
Which means not only did I win $100 (COLD HARD CASH DOLLARS!) but I also get entered into the next round of the tournament, which may just end with me winning $500.
FIVE HUNDRED BONES!
(Or clams, or whatever the cool kids are calling it these days.)
You might not be able to see it, but I am doing a bit of a dance.
So here it is – our audition video for the Amazing Race Canada:
What an incredibly flattering still, hey?
We spent Sunday afternoon putting this bad boy together and when I say that it was a lot of fun, THIS IS NO JOKE.
There was so much laughing to be had, and we had it all.
I should really look at putting together a blooper reel.
(Stay tuned.)
In the meantime, I am off to bed. I need to sleep about fifteen hours straight, and because that isn’t likely going to happen, I really have to take what I can get.
I was listening to CBC as I made dinner last night and Stephen Quinn played a series of tunes that were nominated for best song at the 1987 Academy Awards. I nearly flipped my wig when this one came on because even though I bloody-well LOVED it growing up, I haven’t listened to it for years, and years.
I’m pretty sure we had it on a mixed tape that I wore to shreds, rewinding it over and over and over again so I could listen to this song on repeat. Well, it and By the Rivers of Babylon.
And Gloria.
Holy smokes – I’ve just been knocked over by an amazing case of nostalgia.
Those too are seriously tip top tunes. NO JOKE – 1993 really was a solid year in my musical development.
(I cannot stop laughing at these words that I am typing. I was one seriously strange kid.)
FRIDAY FRY-UP TIME!
Kids these days.
So speaking of the early 90s, lately I have been watching ALL the Kids in the Hall.
Now, I’m pretty sure I’ve written about this show before, but I really cannot stress just how much I love it. In my (very humble) opinion there will never again be anything as funny, irreverent, strange, brilliant, and just plain bat-shit NUTS, as was this program.
Seriously, these dudes are pretty much my comedy gods and I will never not laugh like a drain watching their seriously bonkers brand of sketch humour.
I also may or may not have a massive crush on Bruce McCulloch.
(Circa 1990.)
It will always be one of the great injustices of my life that I will never have the opportunity to make out with him.
(Circa 1990.)
(But with me being an adult in 2013. I don’t want to make things all weird here.)
(I am back to laughing at the words that I am typing.)
Anyways, it’s pretty much impossible to name my favourite episode, let alone skit, so I will just leave you with the following. AROOMBA!
On Wednesday’s we wear pink.
Yesterday I bought these pants.
They are very, very pink.
And I love them.
I also bought a really cute little t-shirt that is just regular cotton t-shirt in the front, and all cut-out lace in the back.
Basically, it is a very fashion-forward mullet top.
And I love it.
Also: JOE FRESH PLEASE SPONSOR ME AS I PURCHASE YOUR WARES ALL THE LIVE LONG DAY.
I have a stand-up show tonight and I think I will be wearing this outfit.
Because nothing says comedy like bright pants and a half see-through shirt.
Onwards!
Race it.
This weekend the man with whom I make my home and I are going to make an Amazing Race Canada audition tape.
OH YES BABY.
I have wanted to do this for many moons, and briefly considered trying to apply for American citizenship for the sole purpose of auditioning for the original Amazing Race.
I honestly cannot think of anything more fun in the world than running across the globe with my love.
So stay tuned, as you’ll want to see what happens when you get us two looney tuness behind a video camera.
It might look a little something like this:
In the immortal words of The Simpsons: PRAY FOR MOJO.
It’s a chilly, misty evening out here on the west coast of Canada, and I am wrapped in a blanket, tap-tap-tapping away at my keyboard like some kind of tapping thing.
Thank goodness that it’s Friday.
Even though it has been a short week, I am feeling the strain of everything that has been going on of late, and I still don’t think that I’ve fully recovered from three days of zero sleep, thanks to the snoring dogs of death.
OF DEATH!!!
On the plus side, I have booked three more stand-up shows, and have signed up to compete in a comedy contest starting at the end of March.
I am also hosting the Storytelling Show this weekend on Vancouver Coop Radio, and will be interviewing two ladies who are members of the city’s burlesque community. It should be a really interesting, really great chat!
In the meantime, it’s business as usual here at the home front. I’m trying to make sure that I’m getting some longer runs under my belt in the lead up to the Sunshine Coast half marathon. It’s can be really hard to get out there (and stay out there!) when the weather is such rubbish, but last weekend I did manage to run twenty-two kilometers, so I’m hopeful that I will ramp up my distance, slowly but surely.
I shall keep you posted on my progress. Also, have any of you purchased running shoes over the internet? I am in need of some new shoes, and am thinking of ordering them online.
Do let me know. And in the interim, how’s about a fry-up?
Oh I think so.
It’s in the bag.
Look at what I bought!
I’ve had my eye on this leather doctor’s bag FOREVER. And I think these little flats are just the bee’s knees. So you can imagine how stoked I am to have them in my possession.
BUT – this purchase (which, on its own is darn fab) isn’t all that I have to report.
Oh no.
First of all, it should be noted that I nearly passed out from disbelief when I paid for these items.
This is because, (drum roll) the purse was originally $150.00 marked down to $10.00(!!!) and the shoes, once priced at $29.00, I procured for $4.00.
HOW – !
WHAT – !
WHY – !
I PAID $16.71 FOR ALMOST TWO HUNDRED DOLLARS WORTH OF MERCHANDISE!!!
Now, bless my little frugal heart, I really still cannot believe it.
Sweet mother of pearl do I ever love me some Joe Fresh.
Now if you excuse me, I’ll be taking this bag and making my rounds.
Sweet cuppin’ cakes.
For Valentine’s Day, Mr. M and I woke at the crack of dawn (like every other work day) and exchanged the cards we had for each other (not quite the same as every other work day.)
He also bought us these awesome cupcakes to snack on post-dinner:
We ate these bad boys as we slurped down some amazing Earl Grey tea, and worked through last weekend’s New York Times Saturday crossword.
(Otherwise known as pure V-Day bliss.)
Sister dear.
I was at Starbucks last night with my little sister study buddy, when low and behold, who was to come on the radio?
That brilliant relic of the 90s – MORCHEEBA!
Holy smokes. Remember this song?
Anywho, listening to this rad tune got me thinking about my brilliant big sister. She was the one who introduced me to this band (as she did with so many other musical greats – seriously, I will never, ever forget listening to Weezer’s Blue album on repeat my entire grade seven year) and it just got me thinking about all the amazing times the two of us have had together, either adventuring about on late night quests, or just hanging around cackling over old Kids in the Hall episodes.
Kate is pretty much one of the coolest, craziest, smartest, most dedicated, brave, and fearless women you will ever get the chance to meet.
I may (slightly) tower over her, but goodness knows if she isn’t my consummate protector in life.
I also cannot tell you how many times this gal has talked me down from an all-consuming panic attack. I definitely would have not made it through my undergraduate days without her.
What a brilliant, brilliant lass.
…
So there you have it my sweets!
A very merry (belated) Valentine’s to you all.
I hope you all had a chance to celebrate the wonderful people who fill your days with light and love.
*First things first – the show on Friday was amazing, and I couldn’t be happier with how it went. The headliner was brilliant and very complimentary after I performed, encouraging me to continue comedy and he let me know he was impressed that I had only been doing stand-up for a short time. I was also invited to perform at a local venue by another performer, which is rad.
Right after the show, M and I drove to our friends’ house as we had to dog sit for them all weekend, and only now have arrived home after a bonkers weekend of animals and activity.
So in lieu of anything even remotely sane, I present to you dear readers:
TWENTY QUESTIONS.
Did you know that a Boston terrier can snore louder than a steam powered locomotive?
Did you know that three nights of little to no sleep due to said snoring can leave a person positively knackered?
Did you know that sometimes a run in the pea-soup mist can do wonders to revive your spirits?
Did you know that doing the exact same run two days later can tire you like no other, which is strange, so you imagine that the second day’s mist was the residual spittle from a dementor’s kiss?
Did you know that stand-up comedy is pretty much crack, only healthier for you?
Did you know that all I want to do is continue to make people laugh for the rest of my life?
Did you know that mint-green dresses are in?
Did you know that I’ve just been told that it’s just “mint-green” that’s in?
Did you know that I purchased a mint-green dress, but because of it’s dodgy length I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to wear it sans-tights?
Did you know that the best yogurt is lemon yogurt?
Did you know that after two days away from my cat I can never figure out who is more excited to see whom?
Did you know that if I had to eat only one kind of food for the rest of my life it would be south-Asian hands down, no contest?
Did you know that my amazing husband bought be a new laptop for my birthday because my current computer sounds like there is a hot tub bubbling away inside its processor?
Did you know that he also bought me The One Hundred Year Old Man Who Climbed Out the Window and I will be reading nothing else this week?
Did you know that I’m also reading the Lost City of Z WHICH IS ABSOLUTELY CRAZY?
Did you know that Victorian adventurers were probably the nuttiest (and sometimes most appallingly racist) people of all time?
Did you know that sometimes I drink chocolate milk by the litre?
Did you know that there is a tumblr called Les Mean Girls, which is a mash up for Mean Girls and Les Mis? And that it is amazing?
Did you know that I adore you all and that as I fall asleep as I type this I want to know random, crazy things about your life and loves?