Paul Simms is a very funny man.
25.4.07
Today, while on my lunch break, I almost choked on my Booster Juice Citrus Splash Smoothee with blueberries instead of bananas and an energy booster of ginsing and bee pollen because Paul Simms is a very funny man. Simms started out writing for David Letterman, was later on the staff of the Larry Sanders Show and then created News Radio. This week, he's written the "Shouts and Murmurs" piece in the New Yorker. It's called Four Short Crushes. Please do not read it if you are ingesting food or drink of any kind. Don't say I didn't warn you.
Happy Friday!
20.4.07
There is much on my mind.
I want to pontificate: Colin Mochrie, what were you thinking playing around with the likes of Karl Rove?
I want to praise: Way to go MLB. "I am Jackie Robinson"? Awesome.
I want to plug: Tonight, Basia Lyjak at the Elmo! Sunday night, Inside the Improvisers Studio with Mick Napier and Naomi Snieckus at The Second City!
I want to cry: Harper Government ignores Charter of Rights and Freedoms!
I want to congratulate myself: Getting up early and doing time on Relaxo before work! Photos published in the Star and Globe and Mail! Woot!
But REALLY, all I want to do is leave the office, go and enjoy the first wonderful blast of Spring weather and drink a beer. I'm sorry, Bloggy McBloggerson, but I just can't concentrate. So, when words fail me, I'll let the pictures do the talking. Please enjoy the following slide show I've put together as a portfolio of my photography.
Miss Tracey Nolan Photography
Let me know what you think. Constructive critcs welcome and even applauded.
I hope it's as beautiful out where you are. Toronto is glorious today! Happy Friday...
I want to pontificate: Colin Mochrie, what were you thinking playing around with the likes of Karl Rove?
I want to praise: Way to go MLB. "I am Jackie Robinson"? Awesome.
I want to plug: Tonight, Basia Lyjak at the Elmo! Sunday night, Inside the Improvisers Studio with Mick Napier and Naomi Snieckus at The Second City!
I want to cry: Harper Government ignores Charter of Rights and Freedoms!
I want to congratulate myself: Getting up early and doing time on Relaxo before work! Photos published in the Star and Globe and Mail! Woot!
But REALLY, all I want to do is leave the office, go and enjoy the first wonderful blast of Spring weather and drink a beer. I'm sorry, Bloggy McBloggerson, but I just can't concentrate. So, when words fail me, I'll let the pictures do the talking. Please enjoy the following slide show I've put together as a portfolio of my photography.
Miss Tracey Nolan Photography
Let me know what you think. Constructive critcs welcome and even applauded.
I hope it's as beautiful out where you are. Toronto is glorious today! Happy Friday...
Kitty Carlisle Hart
18.4.07
I got the following sad email just now from The Leaugue of American Theatres. A long life, well lived. What a classy, classy lady.
It is with great sadness that we let you know that stage and film legend, Kitty Carlisle Hart passed away on Tuesday, April 17. She was chairperson of New York State Council of the Arts for 20 years, and a lifelong advocate for the arts. In her memory, the lights on Broadway marquees will be dimmed this evening.
When I think of her I think not just of her many accomplishments, but of Moss Hart and George Gershwin and oddly enough, The Simpsons and the gag done well over a decade ago involving the "perectly preserved head of Kitty Carlisle Hart".
All about Kitty Carlisle Hart
A fun film clip from "To Tell the Truth"
She was the best.
It is with great sadness that we let you know that stage and film legend, Kitty Carlisle Hart passed away on Tuesday, April 17. She was chairperson of New York State Council of the Arts for 20 years, and a lifelong advocate for the arts. In her memory, the lights on Broadway marquees will be dimmed this evening.
When I think of her I think not just of her many accomplishments, but of Moss Hart and George Gershwin and oddly enough, The Simpsons and the gag done well over a decade ago involving the "perectly preserved head of Kitty Carlisle Hart".
All about Kitty Carlisle Hart
A fun film clip from "To Tell the Truth"
She was the best.
It's LEARLY!
14.4.07
Bloggy McBloggerson, I am typing this with the cold certainty that only those of us that are up at 4am have, that this post will be both riddled with spelling mistakes and completely incohearant. Doesn't matter though. It's 4am. That "food poisoning, or was it flu thing" from earlier in the week has mostly cleared up, mostly, but the residual stuff lingers on like an uncertain tummy and a strange inability to sleep. I'm pretty sure it was the Norwalk Virus, Bloggy. I know an increasing number of people who have been dealt the same hand over the last week and one of them said that her son, who is in med school or something, diagnosed it as Norwalk. I want to whisper "Norwalk" the way Eugene Morris Jerome talks about people whispering "cancer". In fact, from now on, I think I will. And I don't think that is the least bit affected, thanks for asking.
So what to do at 4am other run a picture of yourself and the Robeau through this "face recognition thing" you heard about tonight from Nug at Second City before the improv set? Should be good for a laugh, right? Holy crap. I'm going to be laughing about this one quite heartily and might I add, for at the very least the rest of my natural life (which I am hoping won't be cut short by the Norwaaaaalk).
My reactions went something like this:
Who the hell is Matthew Lilard? No, seriously, who the hell is Matthew Lillard? This thing doesn't work.
Ooooh, Tim Robbins. He nice, me likey. Good job internet, I guess I do have a type.
Patrick Swayze? Eew. Sorry, I know this is supposed to be a good thing, but first of all, WHAT? and yeah, eew. No. Just no.
Cuba Gooding Jr., huh, well, that's actually kind of accurate. What do you know? Even if he is a little too...earnest.
MALCOLM X?????????
Is it wrong that the internet thinking my lily white boyfriend looks like Malcolm X makes me incredibly happy? How COULD that be wrong? How could that EVER be wrong? Especially since it is well documented that Malcolm X is my favourite movie of all time. Thank you internet, this is a gift on soooo many levels.
The only thing even close to being that funny is Heston and Moore next to each other. Cause you know, that scene in "Bowling for Columbine" where Moore goes to Heston's house I kept thinking "who's who here?" and "my GOD they both look like the Robeau"!
My deepest regret is that for some reason the internet decided to show me "David Soul" (again, who?) on the version that I could post to Blogger and omit two of my faves from the original face scan LARRY KING and JERRY STILLER!!!!!!! LET ME SAY THAT AGAIN...LARRY KING. AND. JERRY STILLER. Gah!!!! Must stop thinking of this, as laughing post-Norwalk is difficult and loud at 4am.
Kate Bosworth? Meh. Trampy blonde. And come on, really?
EVA LONGORIA? Has the internet no concept of the size of my thighs? Puh-leeze.
Oh, wait a minute, Kelly Clarkson. The internet does know about my thighs.
Hey, Sela Ward! She's pretty. I'm gonna tell my Mom the internet thinks I look like Sela Ward. I wonder if Sela Ward ever had Norwalk?
HILLARY CLINTON????? But I always thought I looked like Monica Lewinsky. In fact, back in the day, people used to say to me "no offense, but you look like Monica Lewinsky." And then I would have to hit them. Because yeah, you know, I wasn't offended. She's a pretty girl. Shut up. If she was good enough for Bill, she's good enough for me. Or something like that. Shut up.
Kate Hudson? I wish. Or do I? I mean, I'd miss my bra. And I really don't want to have to wear UGG boots.
Hey - Ann Hathaway! They're so wrong, but it's OK, I'll tell the Robeau the internet thinks I look like Ann Hathaway. I wonder if Ann Hathaway ever had Norwalk?
Jebus, it's late. Or early. Or is it learly? That's like the brunch of insomnia. I think I'd better go Bloggy, time to write a shopping list for tomorrow...including Tylenol Simply Sleep. Then maybe some shut eye. And some weird dreams about what the writing staff of Conan could do with all of our celeb lookalikes in the "If they mated" segment. Come on - you KNOW you want to see what the love child of Larry King and Kate Bosworth looks like. Don't even try to tell me you don't.
So what to do at 4am other run a picture of yourself and the Robeau through this "face recognition thing" you heard about tonight from Nug at Second City before the improv set? Should be good for a laugh, right? Holy crap. I'm going to be laughing about this one quite heartily and might I add, for at the very least the rest of my natural life (which I am hoping won't be cut short by the Norwaaaaalk).
My reactions went something like this:
Who the hell is Matthew Lilard? No, seriously, who the hell is Matthew Lillard? This thing doesn't work.
Ooooh, Tim Robbins. He nice, me likey. Good job internet, I guess I do have a type.
Patrick Swayze? Eew. Sorry, I know this is supposed to be a good thing, but first of all, WHAT? and yeah, eew. No. Just no.
Cuba Gooding Jr., huh, well, that's actually kind of accurate. What do you know? Even if he is a little too...earnest.
MALCOLM X?????????
Is it wrong that the internet thinking my lily white boyfriend looks like Malcolm X makes me incredibly happy? How COULD that be wrong? How could that EVER be wrong? Especially since it is well documented that Malcolm X is my favourite movie of all time. Thank you internet, this is a gift on soooo many levels.
The only thing even close to being that funny is Heston and Moore next to each other. Cause you know, that scene in "Bowling for Columbine" where Moore goes to Heston's house I kept thinking "who's who here?" and "my GOD they both look like the Robeau"!
My deepest regret is that for some reason the internet decided to show me "David Soul" (again, who?) on the version that I could post to Blogger and omit two of my faves from the original face scan LARRY KING and JERRY STILLER!!!!!!! LET ME SAY THAT AGAIN...LARRY KING. AND. JERRY STILLER. Gah!!!! Must stop thinking of this, as laughing post-Norwalk is difficult and loud at 4am.
Kate Bosworth? Meh. Trampy blonde. And come on, really?
EVA LONGORIA? Has the internet no concept of the size of my thighs? Puh-leeze.
Oh, wait a minute, Kelly Clarkson. The internet does know about my thighs.
Hey, Sela Ward! She's pretty. I'm gonna tell my Mom the internet thinks I look like Sela Ward. I wonder if Sela Ward ever had Norwalk?
HILLARY CLINTON????? But I always thought I looked like Monica Lewinsky. In fact, back in the day, people used to say to me "no offense, but you look like Monica Lewinsky." And then I would have to hit them. Because yeah, you know, I wasn't offended. She's a pretty girl. Shut up. If she was good enough for Bill, she's good enough for me. Or something like that. Shut up.
Kate Hudson? I wish. Or do I? I mean, I'd miss my bra. And I really don't want to have to wear UGG boots.
Hey - Ann Hathaway! They're so wrong, but it's OK, I'll tell the Robeau the internet thinks I look like Ann Hathaway. I wonder if Ann Hathaway ever had Norwalk?
Jebus, it's late. Or early. Or is it learly? That's like the brunch of insomnia. I think I'd better go Bloggy, time to write a shopping list for tomorrow...including Tylenol Simply Sleep. Then maybe some shut eye. And some weird dreams about what the writing staff of Conan could do with all of our celeb lookalikes in the "If they mated" segment. Come on - you KNOW you want to see what the love child of Larry King and Kate Bosworth looks like. Don't even try to tell me you don't.
You Bitches better play nice!
12.4.07
When I read today, all about the new Blogger Code of Conduct it really made me wonder about what kind of stuff must be going on out there in the intornet that I don't know about. Thank my lucky stars all of you are so nice. I don't want to be a hall monitor on the information super highway!
Things you never want to have to ask yourself.
11.4.07
Was that food poisoning or the flu that I just gave the last 48 hours of my life to?
Maybe that's why we always wear our hats.
7.4.07
This week began with the Robeau and I attending our first ever Passover Seder at our wonderful friend Elaine's house. We were both raised Catholic and I am now what can only be described as aggressively secular, so something that steeped in tradition and spiritual was a change of pace for both of us. It was fascinating to be a part of someone else's traditions, to meet her great family and enjoy all that incredible food and drink. What I liked the most about the whole thing was the discussion had around the table about the disenfranchised and the suffering. While they were celebrating their people's freedom from slavery they considered the plight of the homeless and of the people in Darfur. It was inspiring. Like anything to do with organized religion though, I am still left thinking, "nice place to visit, wouldn't want to live there".
The week ended yesterday when I hooked up with Book Vixen to enjoy a belated b-day breakfast (happy b-day BookVixen!) and to take in the "Jesus Parade" in Little Italy. Every year the Passion is marched out along College Street, complete with marching bands, ancient women saying the rosary and a different young guy from the community playing Jesus for every station of the cross. What was the most entertaining was the fact that the best Jesuses (Jesi?) got saved for the more showy parts (whipping, cross-bearing) and the really weak Jesi were cast early on, in the less exciting part of the story, riding a donkey and wearing a bad wig. I imagine there is a great deal of back talk and jealousy involved in the casting of the big man every year...just like any other form of theatre. It was a very cool spectacle and really fun afternoon (you can check out all the pictures over at my Flickr account).
Today we enjoyed what has become my favourite new Easter weekend tradition, a visit from Momster, Robby Disco and the adorable Mr. Liam and Miss Norah. This year we gathered at Sam's house. He was a very amiable host...
It was great to meet Norah, the first girl of the bunch. She's quiet and sweet and I get the feeling that she is just sort of tolerating all of us and our stupidity. She may only be three months old, but at one point, I'm pretty sure I saw her roll her eyes at me. I'm OK with that, I probably deserved it.
Liam is more fun than I can tell you - he had a field day with our camera, taking well over 100 photos (some of the best ones are up at Flickr too). What was really cool was that he made us all feel like we get to hang out with him every weekend and not just once or twice a year.
But that's how it is with old friends, right?
Happy Easter everyone, however you choose to celebrate it.
The week ended yesterday when I hooked up with Book Vixen to enjoy a belated b-day breakfast (happy b-day BookVixen!) and to take in the "Jesus Parade" in Little Italy. Every year the Passion is marched out along College Street, complete with marching bands, ancient women saying the rosary and a different young guy from the community playing Jesus for every station of the cross. What was the most entertaining was the fact that the best Jesuses (Jesi?) got saved for the more showy parts (whipping, cross-bearing) and the really weak Jesi were cast early on, in the less exciting part of the story, riding a donkey and wearing a bad wig. I imagine there is a great deal of back talk and jealousy involved in the casting of the big man every year...just like any other form of theatre. It was a very cool spectacle and really fun afternoon (you can check out all the pictures over at my Flickr account).
Today we enjoyed what has become my favourite new Easter weekend tradition, a visit from Momster, Robby Disco and the adorable Mr. Liam and Miss Norah. This year we gathered at Sam's house. He was a very amiable host...
It was great to meet Norah, the first girl of the bunch. She's quiet and sweet and I get the feeling that she is just sort of tolerating all of us and our stupidity. She may only be three months old, but at one point, I'm pretty sure I saw her roll her eyes at me. I'm OK with that, I probably deserved it.
Liam is more fun than I can tell you - he had a field day with our camera, taking well over 100 photos (some of the best ones are up at Flickr too). What was really cool was that he made us all feel like we get to hang out with him every weekend and not just once or twice a year.
But that's how it is with old friends, right?
Happy Easter everyone, however you choose to celebrate it.
Introducing MTN Media Relations
4.4.07
Towards the end of 2006 I accepted an offer from my talented friend Andrew Scott to represent him as his Publicist. The role has been a good fit for me, allowing me to utilize the skills I've developed over the years as a "multi-hyphenate" in the Toronto Arts and Entertainment scene and letting me do the thing I love to do above most anything else...talk about great jazz music.
If you are a regular on this blog you know just how talented Mr. Scott is and can imagine that selling him and his music is probably just about the easiest thing I've ever had to do. After almost six months of working in this capacity for Andrew I've decided that it is going well enough (both in terms of success and enjoyment) for me to "hang out my shingle", so, without further ado, I give you MTN Media Relations.
I'm very proud of this website, which was designed by the wonderful artist Kurt Firla. You'll remember his great work on the poster for "Letters to Liam" last fall. I like that the image it projects is a feminine one. This world I've entered into (like so many that I've worked and lived in) is a boys club and I want to maintain and quite frankly, flaunt the fact that I'm a girl. I believe it is one of my greatest assets, in this and any other line of work I take on.
While I am absolutely relishing this new project and the jazz writing and photography I am also taking on with more frequency, I am still gainfully employed by the good people at CSIS. I love that job and it still pays the bills. My passion for jazz would find me in a homeless shelter eating Mr. Noodles if I didn't have a "day job" to support it. I'm not prepared to sit at the side of the road holding a sign that says "Will tell you what jazz music to listen to for food". Not yet anyway.
This is the part where I make you work
With the addition of the new website to my online presence I am considering switching templates for 'ol Bloggy McBloggerson here. What do you all think of this template? I like it a lot. I think it's clean and simple and says "Hey, sit down and enjoy a cup of joe with Miss Tracey Nolan". I also DON'T like it (in fact, I kind of hate it) because it's not THIS template, which although it's been slagged with great frequency for its run of the mill-ness and green colour is a sort of home for me. I find it comforting or something. I'd be thrilled if you could weigh in and let me know what you think about this template issue. What say you, pals of mine? Should Bloggy McBloggerson get a makeover? Do you think he would look good in a pohawk?
If you are a regular on this blog you know just how talented Mr. Scott is and can imagine that selling him and his music is probably just about the easiest thing I've ever had to do. After almost six months of working in this capacity for Andrew I've decided that it is going well enough (both in terms of success and enjoyment) for me to "hang out my shingle", so, without further ado, I give you MTN Media Relations.
I'm very proud of this website, which was designed by the wonderful artist Kurt Firla. You'll remember his great work on the poster for "Letters to Liam" last fall. I like that the image it projects is a feminine one. This world I've entered into (like so many that I've worked and lived in) is a boys club and I want to maintain and quite frankly, flaunt the fact that I'm a girl. I believe it is one of my greatest assets, in this and any other line of work I take on.
While I am absolutely relishing this new project and the jazz writing and photography I am also taking on with more frequency, I am still gainfully employed by the good people at CSIS. I love that job and it still pays the bills. My passion for jazz would find me in a homeless shelter eating Mr. Noodles if I didn't have a "day job" to support it. I'm not prepared to sit at the side of the road holding a sign that says "Will tell you what jazz music to listen to for food". Not yet anyway.
This is the part where I make you work
With the addition of the new website to my online presence I am considering switching templates for 'ol Bloggy McBloggerson here. What do you all think of this template? I like it a lot. I think it's clean and simple and says "Hey, sit down and enjoy a cup of joe with Miss Tracey Nolan". I also DON'T like it (in fact, I kind of hate it) because it's not THIS template, which although it's been slagged with great frequency for its run of the mill-ness and green colour is a sort of home for me. I find it comforting or something. I'd be thrilled if you could weigh in and let me know what you think about this template issue. What say you, pals of mine? Should Bloggy McBloggerson get a makeover? Do you think he would look good in a pohawk?
On finding comfort in the authenticness of felt and googly eyes.
3.4.07
When your girlfriend with kids (aka Mrs. Robby Disco) emails you a link for something that is, and I quote, worse than Barney, you really start to worry. What kind of crap has she been forced to watch by short people? Well...here it is....Hip Hop Harry. Wow. What can you say? Is this supposed to be, I don't know, urban or something? If it is, why is he at a suburban community centre with a bunch of medicated looking kids? The Robeau took a look and is distressed that the bear has such light coloured fur. I'm just distressed. Mostly because I can't get "When I say Hip Hop, you say Harry!" out of my head. It's unreal.
I went on Youtube to try and find an antidote and found this freakin' GEM from the good people at the Children's Television Workshop. You want URBAN Harry you Bastard? I've got your urban RIGHT HERE!
After I watched the Subway song I got a little sad. I mean they just don't make kids shows like they used to, back in my day, right? Then I found something recent from Sesame Street.
(Insert drum roll here)
"Law and Order, Special Letters Unit". Bless their urban little hearts, spoofing a CRIME DRAMA ABOUT RAPE VICTIMS!!!! Also, I'm pretty convinced Belzer is doing his own voice and that means that Munch has now appeared on something like 42 different shows on 7 different networks. I love everything this stands for. Suck it Bernie. Take the gas pipe Hip Hop Harry. The Muppets still rule the city.
I went on Youtube to try and find an antidote and found this freakin' GEM from the good people at the Children's Television Workshop. You want URBAN Harry you Bastard? I've got your urban RIGHT HERE!
After I watched the Subway song I got a little sad. I mean they just don't make kids shows like they used to, back in my day, right? Then I found something recent from Sesame Street.
(Insert drum roll here)
"Law and Order, Special Letters Unit". Bless their urban little hearts, spoofing a CRIME DRAMA ABOUT RAPE VICTIMS!!!! Also, I'm pretty convinced Belzer is doing his own voice and that means that Munch has now appeared on something like 42 different shows on 7 different networks. I love everything this stands for. Suck it Bernie. Take the gas pipe Hip Hop Harry. The Muppets still rule the city.
Fun with Visual DNA
3.4.07
I saw this on Greeny's site and on a Flickr contact's site and thought it looked like a fun way to spend five minutes. It didn't tell me anything I didn't know, but sometimes it's nice to have the internet reconfirm everything you know to be true. Sometimes it's nice to waste time on your coffee break too. And that's really what this is all about.
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