Here We Go!

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4.5 hours before we leave!
(Ed, Leslie, Lindsay, Me, Tony and Rebecca)

So here we go. In a mere 4.5 hours our taxi will be picking the first group of us up and we’ll be taking off for Hawaii! Chad, Tanya and Brittney will be meeting us mid-week. I can’t believe that this trip is actually happening. It seems like we’ve been planning it forever and the fact that it is actually happening still doesn’t seem real.

Hawaii has always been “it” for me. It’s been the place I’ve always wanted to go to and I am actually going to be there in less than 24 hours! Wow!

So I’m not sure how the blog will work for the next week or so. I’ve never really taken this much time off since I started it in August! But take this break to enjoy yourself. Maybe read old entries or let yourself click on the Blogs I read. I think Nick writes about really important stuff, so you should check his out!

Thanks to everyone for your support and we’ll see you all when I get back!

Happy Birthday

>This is just a little shout out to my friend Rachel Hurley. You seem to have disappeared of the face(book) of the earth and never seem to be on MSN messenger. But I just wanted to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I think you still read this thing every now and then and just wanted to say that Rebecca and I were thinking about you today!!!!
Have a great one!

My gift to you!

>When Jack Bauer meets The Goonies!

Enjoy!

The Tale of Sanjaya

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Whether you watch American Idol or not, you’ve no doubt heard of Sanjaya. He seems to be everywhere nowadays and unfortunately it doesn’t seem to be for the right reasons. As the article in the Calgary Herald entertainment section pointed out today, Sanjaya is an alright talent at most, but because of numerous outside contributing factors, him and his flowing locks seem to actually have a chance at winning this thing.

I am by no means a Sanjaya fan. I’ve have yet to select who I’ll put my useless Canadian pretend vote behind, but it would definitely not be Sanjaya. But in saying that I can’t help but feel a little excited at the prospect of him being crowned the next American Idol. What a twist it would be.

For 6 years now the producers have reveled in showing us the worst of the worst and just some of the best. For two months every year 30 million people sit down in front of their TVs get a kick out of other peoples pain. And so finally what happens? Don’t one of those buggers actually sneak through and make it to the finals!

Well I say: good for Sanjaya! The judges and the media are so quick to blame anti-American Idol campaigns like Vote for the Worst and Howard Stern. But aren’t the judges and the producers the ones that kept Sanjaya through countless auditions. They cut his equally talented sister but because he made good television he kept making it through.

Well producers that’s what you get. As opposed to making this an actual serious talent competition you always let a couple others through for different reasons other than talent. And now it is coming back to bite you in your Coca Cola sponsored ass. Call it what you will, you are reaping what you sowed and sleeping in the bed you made.

As Simon Cowell loves to say: “This is a talent competition.” And unfortunately the producers tend to forget this. If Sanjaya wins the competition, I hope that the producers learn their lesson. Keep the talent in and the drama and “good television” at home. We get enough of that elsewhere.

Woah Nelly Indeed

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***There will be no American Idol update again tonight, I’m sorry. I’m addicted to concerts. How did our little Samosa do?***

Dear Nelly Furtado,

Let me begin this open letter by re-introducing myself. My name is Michael Morrison and I actually attended one of your concerts quite a few years back in Saint John, NB. I don’t know if you remember, but you definitely waved at me.Earlier this evening I had the opportunity to see you again at the Saddledome, here in Calgary. I was pretty far back so don’t feel bad that we didn’t get to see each other.

Anyway, I wanted to write you at letter to let you know how I thought the concert went. I know that being a single mom you probably don’t have time to sit down and really look at your concerts and seeing as how we are already friends I thought I could do this for you. I really don’t mind.

I’ll be honest Nelly, if I can call you that; I was a little surprised by the first part of your show. I actually checked my ticket twice to confirm that I was indeed at a Nelly Furtado concert and not Tiffany. I was confused by the 80’s feel of the concert. I’m talking Flock of Seagulls, not The Breakfast Club. Between the feather fans and the dancers, of which I will dedicate a whole paragraph to later, I was a little concerned Nelly.

I remember the first time I saw you, you remember back in Saint John, it was before your re-invention of sorts. Your stage was pretty barebones. Your own name shone in lights against a black curtain. A small band accompanied you as you hopped all over the stage. Boy have things changed for you. You put out one album that doesn’t sell well after Woah Nelly and pump out a kid and it’s whole new Nelly. It was almost like I was seeing you again for the first time. For some of your musical numbers I even found it difficult to find you on stage. You are so talented, I was sad to see you disappearing between the greatest 80’s cover band alive, a huge set and crazy crazy dancers.Ok, I’ve breached the topic twice now, so I might as well it get over with. Nelly, the dancers? Really, I mean the dancers? Wow. I’ve been to quite a few concerts in my life and these were by far the worst of the bunch. Of course this would all be explained later when you invited the chorographer out and he danced to what I can only assume to be a scene from The Lion King. The dancers were awful, really really awful. What can I say to make you understand? Um.oh I know. Think Dancing with the Stars: Canadian Edition. Yes Nelly, I’m being serious. You need to know this. You need to find better dancers; in fact you don’t even need dancers at all. Some of my favorite numbers of the night had you singing by yourself to the crowd with just a little accompianament. Don’t sell yourself short.
The dancers were really the biggest complaint of the night. Although “Showtime” made me want to gouge my eyes out with Heather Mills’ prosthetic, I really did enjoy the rest of your show. My favorites included watching 12-year-old girls singing “Promiscuous Girl” along with you and your version of Gnarles Barkley’s “Crazy”. I also loved “Try”, I’ve always loved this song and I appreciated you going back to your “pre-whore” days whenever it was possible. It was also a real treat to see you bring out your daughter for your finale. Although I was a little concerned when after a failed attempt to bring her off stage with you, you left the 3-year-old girl alone on stage with the scary Lion King dancers until the lights went out. I couldn’t decide if it was simply neglect or perhaps your daughter witnessed why people call her mom a Promiscuous girl and didn’t entirely feel comfortable going backstage with you. But I’m a fan and I’m not here to judge.

So it is with a heavy heart that I bid you farewell again. I’m still a big fan and can’t wait to see what you do next.

All the Best,

Michael Morrison

PS, I feel like you should know that your Nelly Furtado glow sticks actually look like glow in the dark dildos. I wasn’t the only one to notice and it isn’t exactly a big deal, but again I was concerned to see grown men selling them to pre-pubescent girls. Just a heads up for the next tour!

Quick wrap up

>Just to catch you up:

- I did not get a call back for the Second City reality show, but I’m really OK with it. I had a really fun time and hopefully you’ll see me on TV! Plus they only took 4 people from Calgary so the odds were never very good. But thanks to everyone for the support. It was definitly felt.

-Someday when we are all a little older and better friends remind me to tell you the story of me going tanning in preparation of my trip to Hawaii and burning in a …um…very special area. And then trying to go last minute shopping and being in so much pain that I finally went to the pharmacy for some aloe vera only to have to explain to an embarrased pharmacist where I was burnt. It’s a story for the ages.

-Children of Men is on DVD today. Rent it. Although I saw no problem of a world with no children it was an amazing movie. Lot’s of suprises and action.

-I tried to buy the Elliot Yamin CD yesterday, because I believe in supporting ugly but good singers and the music store never even ordered any copies of it. The clerk made me keep repeating his name, and it only added to the awkwardness of me limping into the store in the first place. (see above.)

-I’m going to Nelly Furtado tonight. I’m pretty excited about this. I saw her in concert a couple of years ago, you know before she was a whore. It will be interesting to see.

-I want more than anything in the world for Samosa to sing “Hollaback Girl” on American Idol tonight. Also, I’m beginning to get really concerned that there is enough momentum to get him to actually win this thing. It will be un.believ.able.

Good, not Great.

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Calgary is a wonderful city. It’s fun, there is always things going on. And because of the impossibly high rent you always seem to have someone sleeping on your couch. All this combines to make Calgary a great city, but is it the greatest?

Vibe 98.5 is arguably the most popular station in Calgary. Especially with the high school and university crowds. They play popular music, sometimes adnausum, an d give away lots of super cool prizes. Up until recently there wasn’t much choice for radio stations in my Saturn so I usually stuck with the good ol’ Vibe. Then the other day I was listening to the Vibe and noticed one of call lines proclaiming that it was “ Broadcasting from the greatest city on the earth!” This left me to assume they were talking about Calgary. This also then left me to assume they were so very very crazy.

Civic pride is one thing, but proclaiming Calgary the greatest city on the earth!? Really? Are we really better than Paris, New York City or Sydney?(Australia, we are in face way better than Sydney, Nova Scotia). I mean sure Paris the fashion capital of the world, but come on we got Holt Renfew and two Value Villages! New York City has Radio City Music Hall. But that obviously doesn’t compare to Pumphouse Theatres (see below). I mean it used to be a water Pumphouse people! How can you compete with that?

I will give Calgary some props. We are probably the most loyal of hockey fans. We know how to throw a great Stampede party and there seems to always be lots going on the weekends. But we are by no means the greatest city on Earth. I don’t think we are even close. I think you would be hard pressed to find anyone in Calgary who truly believes that this the #1 city in the world. Except the mayor, he would say it. But that is because we pay him to.

So Vibe 98.5, I can put up with you playing Nickleback and Nelly Furtado until my ears bleed. I can put up with your stupid and annoying Vibe VIP club. I’ve learned to live with you trying to convince me to go out on Monday nights to the “hottest party in town.” I can even pretend that I’m not secretly overjoyed that Kelsey wised up and made a great decision by jumping to CJ 92. But I will not let you proclaim Calgary as the greatest city on the earth. Western Canada maybe, but we got nothing on Saint John’s, Newfoundland!

This is actually the Pumphouse Theatre. No joke.
I wonder if this is where the Rockettes get their start?

Those sneaky bastards

>I have theory. It involves TV shows. Remember when characters from Ally McBeal would show up on The Practice, or vice versa. What about Third Watch and ER helping each other out? Las Vegas and Crossing Jordan. Well usually networks make big promotions about these kinds of events. They are meant to draw more eyes to TV shows that people wouldn’t normally watch.

Well, while I was standing in line for three hours yesterday to audition for that reality show I got to thinking about this. That’s when I realized something. Fox is doing this same thing right now and we don’t even know it. They are doing it right under our noses. Now, go with me on this one.

24 is all about terrorists. They always seem to be so angry and they run around and blow up things with crazy bombs. They basically try to ruin everything. And, this is where it gets touchy, every year except for one season most of these terrorists have been brown in nature. Now to be clear, I am not saying that brown people are terrorists. However, 24 is. So what other show has 24 teamed up with? I’ll give you a clue. He is brown, bombs every week and I’m pretty sure Jack Bauer would want to electricute him with a light bulb, because God knows I do. That’s right: SUNJAYA! (Samosa)

Don’t you see? It all makes sense. Fox treads dangerous water every week with 24. They always have to be careful to try not to offend too many people. But with a show like 24, this often proves difficult. Enter Sunjaya. Nice kid. Cute sister. White mom. (?). Fox is basically saying this: Brown people on Monday nights are very bad. They want to destroy the world. However, on Tuesdays? They are great! We love them! Look how friendly brown people are, they have crazy hair and always smile. Sure they can’t sing, but look at his hair, he is like a doll. Dress him up!

It’s like that whole for every action there is a reaction. I know this isn’t a completely thought out theory. However it is one that I will continue to work on. How am I going to do this? I’m not to sure yet. But I’m pretty this girl has something to do with it:

Nancy Grace says: Who’s Darfur? Have you seen how cute this kid is?

Reality TV Show Audition!

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Early this morning Canada’s newest reality show Second City’s Next Great Comic Legend crept it’s way into Calgary and despite the early rising time on a weekend I didn’t miss the opportunity to finally try out for a reality tv show!

I’ve never been an awesome singer, I don’t owe lots of money and I fancy myself an alright driver so most of my options for Canadian Reality TV show fame have always been few and far in between. I was robbed several years ago after trying out twice unsuccessfully for MuchMusic’s VJ search, so I wasn’t going to pass this opportunity up.Second City, as any good Canadian should know is a world famous improve comedy troupe that has created the likes of John Candy, Rick Moranis, John Belushi, Bill Murray, Bonny Hunt, Tim Meadows, Tina Fey and Steven Colbert. And that is to just name a few.

The purpose of the show, as the title states, is to find the next big comedy legend. And although I was initially daunted by the use of “legend”, I decided that this would be a fun thing to audition for. The auditions are currently taking place at a couple of different cities across Canada, they include: Vancouver, Calgary, Toronto and Halifax.

I’ve never really done stand up or even a lot of improv. But I do fancy myself funny and thought how else to know if I’m actually funny than throwing myself in front of a group of people who I had just met that would potentially crush my dreams of easy stardom.

After arriving at the audition site, strangely it was at Cowboys, me and my supportive friend stood in line for what seemed like forever. If you ever want to see a site, go to a comedy audition open call and see the whack jobs come out of the cracks. There were people in costumes, people drinking home made wine, one man had even left his two children 9 and 12 at home alone so he could audition. I considered calling the police, thus eliminating one of my competition, but didn’t want to lose my spot in line. Kharma will take care of him.

While we were waiting for the auditions to begin we were introduced to the host of the show, WWE wrestler Trish Stratus. She chatted warmly with my fellow auditioners, her comfort both with being on camera and helping others feel at ease was obvious. So was how hot she was.

Two hours had passed and we were moved to the back of Cowboys. Profile pictures were taken and we were given a giant sticky piece of paper with the name of the show and our number. I was given the number 6908. I would later find out that that was Trish’s favorite number. I couldn’t figure out if she was talking about 69 or 08. I want to assume she was talking of the former.

Once we were given our numbers we were herded back in lines. The 200 or so of us that had been waiting so long to audition were getting very excited and wanted to get the show on the road, so to speak.For the audition we had to prepare three 30 second monologues using different characters. As we stood in line we practiced our skits and waited patiently to do our stuff in front of the celebrities judges.Finally it was my turn and my heart was racing. I was so nervous. It didn’t help that I had no clue who the judges were going to be. They turned out to be Elvira Kurt, Mick Napier and Joe Flaherty. When I walked on to the stage there were the three judges sitting there in the same way they would on American Idol. The lights and cameras were fixed on me and I found my mark. I asked them quickly if this was for a Shampoo commercial, they said no and chuckled lightly. Elvira remarked how much I looked like Moby. I said I get this all the time and have since mastered his autograph. She looked confused and then got the joke. I didn’t know if I was off to a good start. I introduced myself and began my audition. My first character was a teenager with a really old man’s voice trying to get people to buy him cigarettes. I basically have a go to old man voice, I’ve been using since high school and wanted to incorporate differently that I previously had done.

My next character was a shy high school teacher fielding awkward sex education questions from his students. Basically it was me when I taught high school, for all of 8 weeks. This received a couple of laughs. When I got to my third audition, I blanked. I couldn’t remember what my third character was. Was it nerves? Or maybe it was all the rye I had consumed only just hours before? Either way I worried that I was going to not remember. One of the judges distracted my nerves by pointing out the gap I have in my teeth. The only problem being is that I don’t even have anything close to resembling a gap, but he said it added character, so I didn’t correct him.

At the last minute I remembered my third character. The worst foster parent ever. I was too scared to look at the judges for fear of seeing them cringe, but I did it and said my thank yous. I told them I had a blast and thanked them for their time and exited. I would be notified tonight if I got a call back for tomorrow. On my way out of the room, Trish Stratus pulled me aside with the cameras and we did a little exit interview. We talked about my audition and then what I would do if I won. It ended up turning into some pretty awkward banter but it was really funny. She is a natural performer and when the cameras turned off we gave each other a little nod of approval.So as I left the auditions I was so excited to have been done. I was even more excited that I even did it in the first place. I truly believe that you have to make your own luck. And regardless of what happens tonight, call or don’t call, at least I tried. I put myself out there and you know what? It was that bad. It wasn’t that bad at all.

The show should be on this summer. Keep your eye out for me in the Calgary auditions.

Also, Check out the sign below. It was posted so that you had to read it before the actual auditions. Pay particular attention to the last two lines. So crazy!

More Great News!

>Things are looking up! Look at what I got!
Hawaii in 7 sleeps!!!