Reality Check

So I'm usually not one for reality tv. I just think it's alot of cat fights and bitchiness about 90% of the time. I know that's a big reason alot of people watch some of the reality trash that is on television, but I like a little more substance with my programing. I like to have some artistic vision on the side of my drama's. But, everyone's palat is different.

Now, over the years, I have heard rumblings here and there of Bravo's series Project Runway. Said rumblings weren't ever really loud enough to get me to seek out the show, however, in the past couple of days those rumblings got amplified to 11. After I saw Heidi Klum host the Emmy's, I figured her hosting abilities couldn't be worse than that (no offense die hard Heidi fans). Which broght me to my online tv buffet, , where I have basically had a two day relationship with Heidi. The show is freakin cool. With the exception of So You Think You Can Dance?, I've never seen a show that showcases such raw creativity. That is what I like from my reality shows. Creativity. If you havent checked it out, which I'm sure will ony be like two people, I recomend you catch up!

Golden Years?

For considerably my entire high school career, I was, what in Utah is called, a "drama kid". Meaning I did the plays and musicals. In 2005, I did 10 seperate shows. It was kinda intense. Most of the time, the reason I was cast was that I could move better than about 94% of the uncoordinated kids who auditioned. This resulted in my casting as "Featured Dancer."

There was one musical that I had a part in. Once on This Island; "Daniel's Father". If any of you know the show, you'll understand why that is a speaking role in the smallest sense of the word. And being that my part was so small, it became Daniel's Father/Featured Dancer.

But as I said, us musical performers were "the drama kids" (Five of us mockingly inflicted the term "thespians" upon ourselves. But that story is for another time).

Once I graduated, well, I was doing it before too but, I moved onto community theater. I found this to be a much less angst-y and childish way to go about doing something I loved. Granted, there was some immaturity here, some petty drama there, but for the most part, it was infinatly more rewarding and, let's be honest, it was more fun. Life was good, post-high school drama.

So I moved on. I'm now in Florida and for the most part, I would like to stress the word MOST, it has been smooth sailing. Except...well...and I mean, I know we all love High School Musical, but...it's just...I thought high school drama was over!

Goodnight and Go

I'm really glad that 95% of the population loves the Twilight series and loves Edward, (I seem to be the only person ever that actually likes Jacob and thinks Edward is kinda lame. To each his own I guess.) but I have had the hardest time getting through this romantic quadrilogy. I find Bella to be a complete waste of literary space. She is the Merideth Grey in a novel form. Whiney, immature, selfish brat.

Now, Edward, I suppose, is not all that annoying. He is good to Bella, always defending the moronic, childish "love of his life". The is the vampiric Derick Shepherd. I don't like him. I don't know why. I just don't.

Anyway, my point is this. I'm in the middle of Eclipse, just over 120 pages from finishing, and I'm so...bored. I try and I try, but I can't for the life of me will myself to get to through the...oh well, I won't spoil it for you. But yeah, basically, I'm giving up for now.

Hallelujah

So last night was the televised Prime Time Emmy awards. Many great actors and a few mediocre posers won the prestigous award in their respective categories. But I have to say that my favorite moment of the program has to go to a Mr. Conan O'Brien.

"I had more time for jokes, but Katherine Heigl said the material I had didn't merit the Emmys"- Conan O'Brien

Suck on that, Heigl!

That Time

Listen up kids, I did my first BPB yesterday. It was so freaking much fun. It was crazy to actually do it. In fact, I still find it hard to believe that it really happened at all. The kids at DisAbl high were alot more friendly, some in a kind of creepy way, but I'm over it. Thanks Josh and Bry for talking to me and making me feel less like that new kid who does something embarrasing in front of the whole school and is made fun of for months after.

Man, I just wanna go do it again.

Time Has Come Today

So I know the 5 of you who read my blog are probably sick of all my Block Party Blogs but guess what? I got a call to go in and do it tomorrow. Like for real. I finally will actually be doing the parade. I'm so freakin' excited. I just wish some of my friends who do it were gonna be there with me. Anywhay, wish me luck!

One of Those Days

The last 36 hours have been educational to say the least. I have learned many much things that I will put into a list (A list Bry. I know, how you love the lists). Alright, here we go.

1. People are idiots.
2. Two CAN keep a secret...if one of them is dead. And even then that is no guarantee. Jennifer Love-Hewitt could come along and do her Ghost Whisperin' thing.
3. People will use friendship as a guise to get what they want.
4. You can do a whole slew of things while holding a 15 lb. baby. (cleaning, cooking, shaving, etc.)
5. The many house moms of the Dr. Phillps area must love their Pushing Dasies . (I went to four different stores yesterday trying to find season one on DVD)
6. Sometimes, to get something you want, you gotta go back to your roots.
7. Someone who has a cell number similar to mine is a drug dealer.
8. There is still some inocense in the world.

I hope you enjoyed this list, brought to you by The Daily Casey.

First Day High

STORY TIME

Once upon a time there was a boy. A boy named...Johnny. Now, Johnny had gone to school at Matthew Kingsborough High for most of his high school experience. But, as in real life, he had made friends that went one of the other schools, DisAbl High School.

One day, Johnny's mom pulled him out of MK and moved him into DHS. At first, Johnny was very excited about this turn of events. You see, Johnny, being a theater kid, wanted to be apart of the superior theater program over at DisAbl High. He was excited for that, but nervous. Even though, it would make him happier in the long run, he was still starting a new school. However, he put on a brave face and took a step in.

In his first hour, Johnny saw the...I dunno, three people he knew and they were friendly and nice. But everyone else? Glares. And not just a "Oh that creeper is staring at me" glares, but more like "so many people are glaring at me at once it's like the sun is bouncing off a thousand mirrors aimed at my eyes, frying my retinas" glares. It's not that the other kids were rude to Johnny or mean even. They all just saw each other everyday so it threw them for a loop when someone new disrupted their lives.

All in all, his first day was not as bad as it could've been. But he hoped his second day would be better.

THE END

This Place Is A Prison

K, so I just need to rant for a minute, okay? And I'm going to be all cryptic and hard to understand like I usually am. If that annoys you, just scroll down slightly and on your right will be some other blogs that are clear and concise. If you want to keep reading, just bare with me.

I have this emptiness, right? I have this dark sad place that I wind up in when I feel dark or sad. I spent alot of time in the past surviving in this place so it's familiar. It's not as rough on my mindset when I get thrown into this place because I know it too well.

I used to get trapped there. I don't anymore. If things upset me or get me down, I can yank myself out of the empty fairly easily. This is beacause I no longer give control to the things that would previously keep my barred in the dark empty.

However, there are times when I get pushed to the dark place.

I need this specific person. Let's call the person...Shonda. Shonda Rimes. Now, Shonda has other things on her mind. I know that she loves me and cares about me, but her focus is elsewhere. I understand that she needs to focus her attention on her work. But when I try to rearrange her focus and fail, I go to the dark place. I've pulled myself out now, but I just needed to rant a little.

Right For Me

I'm APPROVED!

Great DJ

Tonight is the fo shiz approvals. I'm excited and scared. Last night was so fun but I have never sweat more in my entire life. But hopefully, I can rock it out tonight.

Again, wish me luck.


PS. due to an advertisement from Bry's Blog Myself in Center and other positive views of my music taste, a secondary optional playlist for you readers is in the works.

Tonight

Tonight is the first of two overnights I will spend on my quest to do that little Block Party parade thing. I'm really pumped to not be attempting to do the parade at 6 in the morning. I am NOT a morning person at all and the last 5 weeks of 6 am rehersals has been rough. But I am alive. And ready to kick some Block Party ass!

I'll be hitting the streets at 9 pm...wish me luck.

For Your Consideration: Cheesecake Factory

So listen up. I am no longer a Cheesecake Factory virgin. We went last night for Miranda's belated birthday party and it was goooood. It's a little out of my price range for freaquent visitation but tasty none the less. I got a "small" chicken ceasar salad that was the size of my baby cousin and the Ha-mazing Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough cheesecake. It probably added half a pound on but it was worth it.

Be Gentle With Me

So I am happy to report that I don't have cancer. Nor do I have any cists, infections, or injuries. At least in my man area.

I had to go to the Urologist (that is completely spelled incorrectly and I am ok with that) today and I am not a fan. For those of you that don't know, a Urologist (see? I really don't care that I'm spelling it wrong. Other people might look up how to spell a word they are using, but not me. I'm a maverick. But I digress.) is a doctor of Man Parts. So you can imagine how slightly uncomfortable I felt when the good Doc is asking why I'm not in college while he's got his hand on my junk.

Anywhay. My point in this blog was to report my clean bill of health. Sorry if it got to be a little T.M.I.

Wind It Up

Dear...today's Block Party Cast in the Toy Unit,

You were amazing. You all had so much energy and performed so well. After this week, I'll be able to perform alongside all of you and I am so excited. I have wanted to do Block Party for some time and I could not be more proud than to do the parade with you guys!

This Love

So being the crazy tv kid that I am, here is a little list of shows I can't wait to start up again. They are in no certain order. I love all the shows equally...yeah.

- Gossip Girl (even though it started last week.)
- Pushing Daisies (Oct. 1)
- How I Met Your Mother (Sept. 22)
- The Office (Sept. 25)
- Grey's Anatomy (Sept. 25)
- 30 Rock (Oct. 30)
- Chuck (Sept. 29)
- Heroes (Sept. 22)
- House (Sept. 16)
- Dirty Sexy Money (Oct 1)

It's prob sick that I'll most likely stay up on those shows, but hey, that why you love me.

Crazy

So I know I've expressed my intense love for it before, but I can't help it. I'm sitting at my Aunt's watching a bootleg copy of The Dark Knight and I am still in awe of it's brilliance. Now, matter how many times I watch/see this film, it never ceases to amaze me. If you haven't seen it yet, you need to get on that like two weeks ago!

For Your Consideration

I have a double dose of things to consider.





Delicious and nostalgic.