Yes, thats right, some people can't wait for the Grammy Awards, other people live, eat and breath the Oscar Ceremonies...but here in my humble abode, I was proud to be host last evening to a rare, once in a lifetime event the aptly named "Dudzy Awards"
What is a Dudzy Award?
Well basically we had the second-half of what was a cut short cast party for the cast of King O' The Moon at my house last night. The whole cast came together, and even though we've only be seperated about 2 weeks, it was really nice to see them all again. We sat around, ate pizza (courtesy of Pizza Pan and their buy 1 large pizza get 2 free deal), drank beer, watched the DVD of our show (basically turning our hard work into a semi-parody of MST3K) and I made a speech which included thanking everyone for their hard work and dedication on the show, as well as presenting each cast member a personalized "Cast CD" AND a personalized joke-award. Because the author of King O' The Moon's name is Tom Dudzick, these awards, as previously stated were aptly named "The Dudzy Awards".
Everyone really liked them, and even though most people reading this won't appreciate it, I'll recap the winners:
Char C. - The Underline, Underline, Underline Award
Bob F. - The "I Wish I Could Quit You" Award
Michael G. - The Rice Krispies Beginner Book Dictionary Awarfd
Emily G. - The "I'll Never Forget My Spanking Good Time In Florida" Award
Ben D. - The True "King O' The MOON" Award
Stacy S. - The Mary Kay Buns O' Steele Award
and since, I could not make an award for myself, my fellow cast members awarded me an unexpected Dudzy of my own...
Rudy P. - Making The End of a Marraige Rhyme with "Clitoris" Award
I didn't write it, I'm just sharing it with you all.
Either way it was great to see them all again, and Michael and Emily spent the night, deciding to join me today on my radio show JB and Dan In The Morning on Black Squirrel Radio out of Kent, OH.
If you ever want to listen to that, and you are actually amongst the awake and living at 8am to 10am on a saturday morning (thats Eastern Standard Time), all you have to do is this...
1. Open Windows Media Player (ITunes if you're a MAC user)
2.Go to file (at this point you're on your own with ITunes, sorry)
3. Click "Open URL"
4. Insert "http://streamer.jmc.kent.edu"(make sure you don't copy the " ")
5.Listen, enjoy, and possibly call in to talk with us.
It's that easy.
Either way, I'm exhausted, and hungry so it Scooby-Doo Mac & Cheese, and then bed for me cuz, even though I'm ill, I have work tomorrow!
~Rudy
Saturday, February 25, 2006
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Its about time
Ah, yah see that? Huh, do you ya? You see that right there, below this post but above Blog #5???
if you don't see anything, then you see exactly what I'm talking about.
Like I said in my first blog I have a really hard time keeping commited to these things, and yesterday I was so exhausted when I got home from work, but I had alot of other things to do, and if I hand't decided to post the away message that had the link to this blog in it today, just minutes ago, I wouldn't even be writing this post.
But I must admit, this is kind of fun to do.
I'll probably update more late, however now I am ofdf to buy my copy of RENT on dvd!!
WooHoo!
if you don't see anything, then you see exactly what I'm talking about.
Like I said in my first blog I have a really hard time keeping commited to these things, and yesterday I was so exhausted when I got home from work, but I had alot of other things to do, and if I hand't decided to post the away message that had the link to this blog in it today, just minutes ago, I wouldn't even be writing this post.
But I must admit, this is kind of fun to do.
I'll probably update more late, however now I am ofdf to buy my copy of RENT on dvd!!
WooHoo!
Sunday, February 19, 2006
A New Concept
Wow, I'm on break...for an hour and a half! That's awesome...but I guess its the least they can do for someone who has worked 27.5 hours so far in the first 4 days on the job (shooting for about 38-40hrs by the end of the week...yay overtime!)
Before I go clean up and get ready to head back heres a convo proving my boss's brilliance:
Me: Hey {My Boss}, do I have to shave all my facial hair?
My Boss: yes.
Me: Oh, so only servers can have goatees and beards?
My Boss: no.
Me: Well, some of them do, and I want to grow a goatee
My Boss: Well, you have to have one, I can't have you in the growing phases
Me: How else do you get a goatee though? You have to grow it to get it don't you?
At that point my boss turned around and walked away after giving me a confused look.
God I hate my job.
~Rudy
Before I go clean up and get ready to head back heres a convo proving my boss's brilliance:
Me: Hey {My Boss}, do I have to shave all my facial hair?
My Boss: yes.
Me: Oh, so only servers can have goatees and beards?
My Boss: no.
Me: Well, some of them do, and I want to grow a goatee
My Boss: Well, you have to have one, I can't have you in the growing phases
Me: How else do you get a goatee though? You have to grow it to get it don't you?
At that point my boss turned around and walked away after giving me a confused look.
God I hate my job.
~Rudy
Saturday, February 18, 2006
Today's Word is : Bitch Work
Alright, so the word today is "Bitch Work"
What does that mean do you ask? Well my definition of Bitch Work is the current job position I hold. I work at Abuelo's Mexican Food Embassy, a really fancy sounding name for a really basic, new to the market upscaled Taco Bell, with help whose IQ, discluding myself, adds up to probably a whopping 6, maybe 7, but that's being nice.
Instead of doing what I love, acting, and trying to make a living at it, I've taken the road less traveled, withdrawn from my univeristy for the remainder of the year, put a hold on acting altogether, and devoted my life to work...well, moreso making money...but in that pursuit, the bitch work I am currently enduring.
I have to bus tables, greet customers, clean up their dirty dishes in the back with my bare hands, and thats just starters. If you want to experience how that feels, go to a friends house for dinner, make sure its something messy like Sloppy Joes or Spaghetti, something that requires alot of fork/spoon-in-mouth and saliva action, if you're friends grandparents with the fake teeth can come thats always a plus, and then offer to clean their dishes. The catch, if not bad enough already is you can't use any sopa or water until you've used the silverware to remove all the food from all the plates, and you can't use your own, you have to use someone elses.
Fun, eh?
Along with that privlege, I'm on my feet for 7-8 hrs straight, have to take out immense amounts of garbage, and to top it all off when the restaurant closes at midnight, on average, I'm there till 1:30-2am folding silverware for the next day's work (tonight I got lucky and got out early).
The true definition of my job in one sentence? What you don't eat, I get to wear.
But it's not all bad, had some visitors tonight. Michael and Emily Gaare, close friends of mine who I had the amazing privlege of co-starring with on stage in King O' The Moon, more on that in a bit, as well as my parents, and surprislingly enough a woman whom I vaguely remembered, but who remembered me from King O' The Moon, and she made a special effort to inform me of such.
So for the brief hour and a half to 2 hours that these particular guests where in the restaurant, things went well, and rather quickly for a change, its just too bad that they can't come every night.
But then again, Michael sneezing in a tissue and then attempting to stuff it in my carrier pouch was less the appreciated. So I guess it's a give/take kind of thing.
Just a past reference, OCTA and King O' The Moon. I'll make this short and sweet because come next friday I'll have a reason to elaborate. King O' The Moon was a play that I was in that just ended its run at Chagrin Valley Little Theater, a sequel to a show they ran last season called Over The Tavern (which won alot of awards statewide at OCTA) and in it I had the lead role, whose name is Rudy Pazinski (wonder where I got my blog name??). The cast was incredible, both on and off stage, and unlike alot of casts I've been involved with is trying to stay relativly involved with each other which is amazingly cool.
OCTA, is the Ohio Community Theater Awards competition. Apparently, rumor leads us all to believe, well rumor and Julia Wolff, that our show may have the chance to join its predecessor in the record books, per se, and compete at OCTA this year. What that means is even though th show closed February 11th, come the end of June the cast will get back together to rehearse a specific scene, and then July 4th weekend, present that scene to judges who will be watching scenes from several community theaters in the region, and whoever wins that gets to go to the statewide competition in Columbus.
The toughest part though is this: The set. At OCTA you are given 10min to construct your set before your scene, and then 10min to break it down. Those judges are very strict on this because they have to sit through several good, but also some bad performances, and 20min of their time is wasted merely in set up and tear down alone.
Plus, Moon's set is anything but simple. It is an entire rural backyard in Buffalo, NY in the late 60s. You got the back of a house and tavern, a seperated garage, and inbetween a full-scale tree-house. Somehow that ahs to be put up, and down in 10min.
The judges have to sit through droll, and the set designers have to go through hell. All that plus the actors get to play stage crew too, and if they screw up even by a second, its over. And you thought high school sports were competitive.
Man, that doesn't sound like fun.
But you know what it DOES sound like?
Bitch work.
and that's the word.
~Rudy
What does that mean do you ask? Well my definition of Bitch Work is the current job position I hold. I work at Abuelo's Mexican Food Embassy, a really fancy sounding name for a really basic, new to the market upscaled Taco Bell, with help whose IQ, discluding myself, adds up to probably a whopping 6, maybe 7, but that's being nice.
Instead of doing what I love, acting, and trying to make a living at it, I've taken the road less traveled, withdrawn from my univeristy for the remainder of the year, put a hold on acting altogether, and devoted my life to work...well, moreso making money...but in that pursuit, the bitch work I am currently enduring.
I have to bus tables, greet customers, clean up their dirty dishes in the back with my bare hands, and thats just starters. If you want to experience how that feels, go to a friends house for dinner, make sure its something messy like Sloppy Joes or Spaghetti, something that requires alot of fork/spoon-in-mouth and saliva action, if you're friends grandparents with the fake teeth can come thats always a plus, and then offer to clean their dishes. The catch, if not bad enough already is you can't use any sopa or water until you've used the silverware to remove all the food from all the plates, and you can't use your own, you have to use someone elses.
Fun, eh?
Along with that privlege, I'm on my feet for 7-8 hrs straight, have to take out immense amounts of garbage, and to top it all off when the restaurant closes at midnight, on average, I'm there till 1:30-2am folding silverware for the next day's work (tonight I got lucky and got out early).
The true definition of my job in one sentence? What you don't eat, I get to wear.
But it's not all bad, had some visitors tonight. Michael and Emily Gaare, close friends of mine who I had the amazing privlege of co-starring with on stage in King O' The Moon, more on that in a bit, as well as my parents, and surprislingly enough a woman whom I vaguely remembered, but who remembered me from King O' The Moon, and she made a special effort to inform me of such.
So for the brief hour and a half to 2 hours that these particular guests where in the restaurant, things went well, and rather quickly for a change, its just too bad that they can't come every night.
But then again, Michael sneezing in a tissue and then attempting to stuff it in my carrier pouch was less the appreciated. So I guess it's a give/take kind of thing.
Just a past reference, OCTA and King O' The Moon. I'll make this short and sweet because come next friday I'll have a reason to elaborate. King O' The Moon was a play that I was in that just ended its run at Chagrin Valley Little Theater, a sequel to a show they ran last season called Over The Tavern (which won alot of awards statewide at OCTA) and in it I had the lead role, whose name is Rudy Pazinski (wonder where I got my blog name??). The cast was incredible, both on and off stage, and unlike alot of casts I've been involved with is trying to stay relativly involved with each other which is amazingly cool.
OCTA, is the Ohio Community Theater Awards competition. Apparently, rumor leads us all to believe, well rumor and Julia Wolff, that our show may have the chance to join its predecessor in the record books, per se, and compete at OCTA this year. What that means is even though th show closed February 11th, come the end of June the cast will get back together to rehearse a specific scene, and then July 4th weekend, present that scene to judges who will be watching scenes from several community theaters in the region, and whoever wins that gets to go to the statewide competition in Columbus.
The toughest part though is this: The set. At OCTA you are given 10min to construct your set before your scene, and then 10min to break it down. Those judges are very strict on this because they have to sit through several good, but also some bad performances, and 20min of their time is wasted merely in set up and tear down alone.
Plus, Moon's set is anything but simple. It is an entire rural backyard in Buffalo, NY in the late 60s. You got the back of a house and tavern, a seperated garage, and inbetween a full-scale tree-house. Somehow that ahs to be put up, and down in 10min.
The judges have to sit through droll, and the set designers have to go through hell. All that plus the actors get to play stage crew too, and if they screw up even by a second, its over. And you thought high school sports were competitive.
Man, that doesn't sound like fun.
But you know what it DOES sound like?
Bitch work.
and that's the word.
~Rudy
Syrup and Novels...not a good game combo
Got two words for ya...
Maple
and
Story
My analysis proves the following:
Maple, through the associative thought process I tend to use, leads me to think of Maple Syrup, and its counterparts such as Strawberry, Boysonberry (A syrup that I will never truly be able to appreciate simply because it sounds like "Poison" berry), Blueberry and so on. Now these things are not bad, in fact, mostly because of my trip to IHOP earlier today, they hold a very fond place in my heart.
Quick side note: Go to IHOP soon! Right now that have an "All-You-Can-Eat Pancake Special", of course I found out the hard way that only applies to what you can eat BEFORE leaving the restaurant, and you can't take any of it with you. Also, on the 28th of this month they are giving away FREE pancakes, yes that's right, I'll say it again....FREE pancakes. Pretty sweet, eh? And don't cop out because you don't have enough time...IHOP is open 24/7 (or at least most are) so get you @$$ out there and start eating.
Getting back to my point, Maple, therefore is a happy word.
Now Story, also, has many pleasant associated words, so when thought of, each word, individually, is pretty cool.
Wondering where this is going? Don't you worry, all your questions will soon be destoryed...
BY ANSWERS!
Like this one:
When you put those two words together you get 1 of three results;
1) A book/magazine/newspaper with the pages stuck together (take that however you please)
2) StoryMaple
and
3) MapleStory
Of course, if you hadn't guessed I'm focusing on #3, which is quite possibly the most annoying, simple-minded, and addictive MMORPG on the internet today!
A MMORPG is a Massive Multiplayer Online Role Playing Game...in laments terms a good excuse to slack off, or EvereQuest.
I have been playing this game for about a month now, and the sad thing is as much as I hate it, I cannot seem to stop playing. Its basically like a happy go lucky anime world where you can become anything from a Warrior to a Magician, and then you stroll around pummeling the crapola out of meandering mushrooms, snails, pigs and monkeys....with no goal in sight.
Its paradise for the unmedicated ADHD child in us all.
I've wasted hours upgraded my now level 13 mage named, get this, Xanthix (God only knows where I came up with that), only to find out that the main point of this game is to continue leveling up...and then level up some more. Maybe I'm new to MMORPGs, but how can you play a game without a plot, let alone an ending?
Regardless, now that my play is over its either MapleStory or work, and since work is nothing but a paid waste of my time, and an absolute killer to my feet (I may act on stage, but its tough to lug dishes around and stand on your feet for hours on end), I find myself MapleStorying far, far too often.
Maybe I should take up a new hobby...
like blogging.
~Rudy
Interesting read
So, I don't know what possessed me to try this, I tend to lack serious commitment to any writing tyhat requires me to right on some sort of schedule. Now I know that there is no requirement for me to post on time or anything, but people who actually read blogs (or rather people who have enough spare time to attempt to be ineterested in my blog) might come to ezxpect daily if not weekly ramblings on my life and its humorous, depressing, or insightful moments.
Well, I'll try my best, I promise. But history has a tendency to repeat itself, and if I can be literal enough and look at my FireFox history folder, there are several outdated and dead Xanga accounts that I currently own and haven't visited in quite sometime.
Either way, while signing up for this account I had to choose a template for colors and such, and before selecting the one you see in front of you, I got to view a sample site with it applied.
Now, it had a general photo, you know the unneeedingly attractive photograph, and little blurbs explaining what each and every text field is for. Except the field where the blog goes...
I originally was under the impression that the "example" had been from someones account who had not beeen on in awhile, and judging from the entries was somewhat foreign. Here's what it read:
" Trens roxas eis ti Plokeing quert loppe eis yop prexs. Piy opher hawers, eit yaggles orn ti sumbloat alohe plok. Su havo loasor cakso tgu pwuructs tyu InfuBwain, ghu gill nug bo suloly sispunsiblo fuw cakiw salo anr ristwibutiun. Hei muk neme eis loppe. Treas em wankeing ont sime ploked peish rof phen sumbloat syug si phat phey gavet peish ta paat ein pheeir sumbloats.
Well, I'll try my best, I promise. But history has a tendency to repeat itself, and if I can be literal enough and look at my FireFox history folder, there are several outdated and dead Xanga accounts that I currently own and haven't visited in quite sometime.
Either way, while signing up for this account I had to choose a template for colors and such, and before selecting the one you see in front of you, I got to view a sample site with it applied.
Now, it had a general photo, you know the unneeedingly attractive photograph, and little blurbs explaining what each and every text field is for. Except the field where the blog goes...
I originally was under the impression that the "example" had been from someones account who had not beeen on in awhile, and judging from the entries was somewhat foreign. Here's what it read:
" Trens roxas eis ti Plokeing quert loppe eis yop prexs. Piy opher hawers, eit yaggles orn ti sumbloat alohe plok. Su havo loasor cakso tgu pwuructs tyu InfuBwain, ghu gill nug bo suloly sispunsiblo fuw cakiw salo anr ristwibutiun. Hei muk neme eis loppe. Treas em wankeing ont sime ploked peish rof phen sumbloat syug si phat phey gavet peish ta paat ein pheeir sumbloats.
Aslu unaffoctor gef cak siructiun gill bo cak spiarshoot anet cak GurGanglo gur pwucossing pwutwam. Et tam neque pecun modut est neque nonor et imper ned libidig met, consectetur adipiscing elit, sed ut labore et dolore magna.
Aslu unaffoctor gef cak siructiun gill bo cak spiarshoot anet cak GurGanglo gur pwucossing pwutwam."
Wow. Wtff? (for those of you new to internet speak that means What-The-Flying-{Fill In Expletive of Choice Here})
They went out of there way to produce instructive material for the rest of the sample page, and instead of saving time and writing:
they spent time writing gibberish nonsense...
God I love the people in this country sometimes.
~Rudy Pazinski
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