Wow, it’s been a whole month since I’ve written anything? Holy shiatsu, how time flies. Well, since I know you’re just DYING to know, let me give you a glimpse of the last 30 days.
- Extra! Extra! Read all about it!
- George Clooney, Jason Reitman, and a few Hollywood-types were in town to film a lil movie called ‘Up in the Air‘. George Clooney plays this guy who travels across the country for a company that fires people. Uplifting stuff. I play “Guy walking around like he’s never been in an airport before.”, if I’m even in it at all. I spent 16 hours with about 200 other Extras at the airport pretending to be travelers and flight staff. I found it rather interesting that they needed extras for this, considering that the airport was fully operational and there were plenty of REAL people hustlin’ and blustlin’ through the airport. I’m not complaining though, I’ll be happy if I can see myself on the big screen for one tenth of a second. Such a ham I be, I’m surprised I don’t like Apples more. On a side note, the Extras were split into three groups: Apples, Bananas, and Cherries. I was a Cherry, of course.
- Cinco de Mrazo
- So there’s this guy, Jason Mraz, he thinks he knows how to sing. Lucky for him, I happen to agree. If you know me, you know that I know that you know that we all know that I know pretty much all of this kid’s songs. I’m not much for going to concerts, but I know this guys sounds great live and is an awesome entertainer, so I always make the effort to see him perform. This particular concert was on May 5, or ‘Cinco de Mayo’ for you partiers out there. As you know, I had a contest to try and show up there with a date, but that was a bust. Instead I showed up alone, met up with Jack Deus and his wife, and we huddled all night just a few feet from the stage. If you were there, you couldn’t have missed me.. I was the dork with the black Sombrero that was probably blocking your view. If if you were there early enough, before Jason performed, before the Plain White T’s performed, and smack-dab in the middle of Anya Marina’s performance, I’m sure you heard my name flowing from her luscious, ‘probably dry from being stoned’-lips. Yes, I lasso’d the moon.. but that’s a story for when I have grand kids. The show was awesome, I’m awesome, let’s move on.
- Gary V saw my O! face.
- Gary Who? Gary Vaynerchuk. He’s a rich guy who has more money than sense and a video blog about wine. He was here, we shook hands, I washed them quickly afterwards. What was he doing here? Well, these two guys, Jeff Slobotski and Dusty D (Dusty Doily?), wished on a star, rubbed a lamp, and do-si-do’ed their asses off to organize Omaha’s first ever non-crappy tech/business conference: BigOmaha. For one day, Omaha was THE place to be.. if you’re a geek. People came from all over the world.. country.. midwest? to listen to Gary V, Jason Fried, Girls in Tech, Micah Baldwin, Jeffrey Kalmikoff, and a rat-load of other speakers talk about business, technology, failure, and who knows what else. It was an awesome event that I’m glad happened. Omaha might just stand a chance. After the conference was an.. after-party at the Nomad Lounge over on 10th and Jones. Attendees got free drinks, so heck yea I’m there. I called up Jack Deus again and he was my shadow for a couple hours until the alcohol traded places with him. He left and I proceeded to make a fool of myself, which comes amazingly easy.. as I do, in front of all kinds of strangers whom I’m sure went home with the same question every past lover has shared.. What’s that guy’s problem?
So there it is. 30 days, 3 events.. about one every 10 days.. that’s not bad, right? In 30 days I’ve laughed, I’ve cried, I’ve wanted to be alone, I’ve wanted to be in a crowd, I’ve wanted to live, and yes.. I’ve even wanted to die. But hey, that’s just a normal month for this Sexy, Kind, Intelligent, and Dangerous Vis.