Achoo

Sorry we haven't posted in a while. Things have been somewhat busy these days. Both Monique and I have been a little under the weather. Nothing major, just typical colds, stuffiness and sneezing, that kind of thing. I didn't miss any work, though. God forbid. But not after the last conversation I had with my boss where she mentioned that taking two sick days a year was all that she felt was acceptable. Yes, you read that correctly. Two. A year. I know, right? Ever since that meeting, I've been keeping an eye out for other jobs. I'm specifically asking in any interviews if my direct supervisor will have a clue, and a grasp of reality. Nothing so far, but I'll keep you posted. Anyway, back to my point: we've been a little sick lately, and I made it a point of trying to sneeze around my boss as much as possible. I don't think she's as strong as I am, and I want so badly for her to have to call in sick. Twice.

So I'm doing better now, and I'm glad that I didn't have to take any sick time as I have to take a half day off tomorrow to go on some auditions. One for a commercial and one for a independent film thing that's really more of a pilot for a web-based sitcom, like on YouTube or something. I'm not entirely sure. Regardless, the project looks like it would be a lot of fun, and the character I'm reading for sounds really cool. Keep your fingers crossed for me. Monique's been doing a bunch of auditioning, too. And an eclectic collection of projects, too. An improv group, a musical and a Chekhov play. She's nothing if not diverse, though. Am I right? Who's with me? Show of hands?

And the busy times continue. At the end of this week I'm off to Kansas City for the first of my four trips between now and the end of March. Two are for Schticky Situation shows (Jewish improv), one wedding (Mo's friend Amy), and one KC Improv Festival (the Der Monkenpickle reunion). It's going to be hectic, but should be fun.

I'm watching the Grammys right now, and Queen Latifah and Al Gore just took the stage. Nothing says "finger on the pulse of the world of music" more than Al Gore. Obviously, he's there to present "Best Rock Album". And now that I've seen Al Gore hand a Grammy to Flea, I can die in peace. Complete side note, but when did Will Ferrel become the drummer for the Red Hot Chili Peppers? Seriously, go do a Google image search of this guy. Here's a head start, his name is Chad Smith. I want this guy to either die in a tragic on-stage incident or accidentally cure AIDS or something, so Ferrell can play him in the movie. It's eerie.

OK, that's all for now. Monique says I don't post on our blog enough, but it's usually because I don't know what to write about. I am open to suggestions, though. Feel free to add a comment and I just might devote an entry to your ideas, suggestions, questions or queries.

- Corey