Month: January 2011

1. Wintery photos. They take me back to Canada. Le sigh. (Quebecois “le” intended). 2. Where the magic happens. 3. Living vicariously through other people’s lives on Broadway! 4. The wonderful peeps over at BrisStyle are giving away a couple of double passes to this week’s Gumball Theatre show! 5. An improv storytelling rockband? WHAAAAAAAAAATTTTTT?!!?!?!??! I think my head just fell off. 6. This entire site is just unbelievable. Just what I need -another freaking cyber-excuse to ignore the kids. PS I want to have a joy tantrum.

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I finally got around to watching “Bright Star” this week and it got me thinking – I mean, aside from the tragedy of a great love cut short – about the nature of success. What really hit me – especially after getting my John Keats-google on (and if you’ve perchance stumbled on here by googling that phrase then hello and I can’t quite decide if I love you or loathe you) – was the revelation that John Keats met his death believing himself a failure. Not one of the most revered romantic poets in the entire history of mankind, but…

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TODDLERS ON SET. Oh how I love it. It sounds just like a fabulously trashy reality talent show, resplendant with on-set tantrums, tiny bodies dealing with the limelight and countless others running themselves ragged trying to meet every reasonable and unreasonable demand of the talent. You know, so TOTALLY different from every other reality talent show out there. Ehem. Wow, what a week it has been. Notables: a) I absolutely LOVE working on camera – and as it turns out, so does Cassidy. Whaddya know? Show ponyism is apparently genetic. b) I’m not sure how much I’m allowed to reveal…

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What a whirlwind of a few days. Will write a full update shortly. About to jump on a plane back to Queensland, hopefully with a sleeping toddler in tow, possibly with a wakeful toddler in tow, certainly with some sort of toddler in tow.

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‘ I had a very enlightening conversation last night – one of many, in fact – with my host here in Sydney, Ms Jodie Ekert. I first met Jodie many years back when we were both fresh faces on the stand-up comedy scene (not saying anything about the current state of our faces, mind you, I am speaking purely metaphorically…ehem) – we hit it off and when some many months later she came to town to perform and was looking for an MC, she called on yours truly. Fast forward x years later and we’re now playing mummy club together…

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