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I've had requests to make a public babble board, just for the views in my head that
If anybody wants to make a post here as a guest poster, email me. There are no rules. Heck, I don't even have to know ya. You can talk or rant about anything. You can also visit my personal homepage here. I'm now unofficially ONLY on Facebook! You can find my profile here.
April 19, 2009.
I'm dancing in a new show! It's called Magical Extravaganza. It's part of the
Artists Elite International Performance Company. It's going to be a hella-smooth family ride of a variety of dance styles including Hip Hop, African, Lyrical, Comtemporary, Brazilian, Jazz, Latin, and more! It takes place on Friday June 19 (2009) at the University Theatre. Contact me for tickets.
It's been going around and around in my head whether it's easier (or harder) to talk about being a Christian or being gay. Imagine being both and sometimes not being able to share to the other, the entire truth. For those that care and are reading this, I've had an easier time telling my Christian friends that I am gay (I liked guys when I was younger, but now the guys my age are not attractive to me) than telling my gay friends more about why I believe in God and Jesus Christ. I really do. Perhaps it's because the Christian friends I have, of all ages, are full of love and compassion. They are not the hate-filled "Christians" that don't show the true glory of their God. I love all my friends, regardless of what their background is, or what their sexuality is, as long as their hearts are decent and good.
I am a very lucky person to have the friends that I do.
I'm now a PSI Basic Grad! It would take 23,675 words to explain what this is about or just one hyphenated word as in HELLA-AWESOME. Met the most amazing and memorable of people, thanks to
Yvonne Caulder for introducing me to this weekend. Glad to see my friend Nico also become a graduate! Again, contact me if you want more information.
November 25, 2008.
Don't check your vision, this is an UPDATE of the Babble Board after a year and a half! There's too much to say about everything that has gone on in my life in the past two years, so a pictorial representation of our awesomeness would be the best.
July 16, 2007.
All the five years of activities crammed into the last four months haven't been documented here, but crazy pictures have been posted on Facebook in all their
Cristina, my hot Latino roomate/cowgal, Pamela, my hot massage therapist friend, and myself went to Europe in May, specifically London, Amsterdam, and Paris. As usual, it was two full weeks of partying, drunkenness, touristy destinations, sacrifices, rainy and hot weather, hot and sweaty dancing, so many stairs we each lost ten pounds, and more. Click on the below links to see some of the photos. About seven-hundred more photos exist, but they're on other people's cameras and facebook pages. And yes, if you think I only hang out with good-looking people, you got that right...(aka I think all my friends are tasty).
Europe part 1!
A short list of what went on that should stay there:
Josh Rimer had his annual 20th Birthday Party Bash a few weeks ago. The food, karaoke, and dancing was fun. I did an Asian rendition of Eminem's Without Me, where did all these Chinese rappers emerge from?! But the hilite of the evening was when I did a beautiful duet of "Can't Help Falling In Love" with Matthew Popoff. (By beautiful I mean in the philosophical sense, as we would not have made the Top Thousand in Canadian Idol). Here's a pic of Steve and I making the most use out of Josh's pointy party hats:
With gratitude to Dee, four gorgeous Canadian girlies got to enjoy a free evening of
Yesterday, we had our first annual "Girls-Night-Out-Plus-One-Guy" Do at our place. Playing Twister when it's 30-plus degrees equals a lot of sweat and sexy action. It also taught us that Mick Jagger is the only guy singer, Allison moving around like a "singer" means it's Celine Dion, a kayak isn't a kayak until a person gets plopped down into the boat, Cristina needs 5 minutes to prepare for a two-second imitation of Darth Vadar's heavy breathing, and that Pamela is just way too Canadian! Here's a choice snapshot, guaranteed to make any girl-and-ass-lovers drool:
As promised in the post from March 25, here's the scan of the napkin proposition that my roomate and I got.
To show how small a world it is today: My roomate Cristina is dating my long-time friend Marieke, they met while we were in Amsterdam, and some other sparks were also flying about (Pamela, Marjolein, Marina), while Dee and Chris, who I met before they met each other and got married, also felt some lovin' for Cristina and now Allison is part of the group that Dee mothers. Marieke will soon be flying to Calgary to have some fun with the Canadian girlies, which reminds me of Carl who loves Canadian boobies so much, I wonder what his boyfriend Marco thinks about that? I love me world and me bestie buds!
Angie Out.
March 25, 2007.
I'll have pictures up soon, including a scan of a paper napkin with a proposition on it...
Josh asked me to describe last weekend's martini taste-fest as best. night. ever. Well it would have been if memories of it were better than sparse and I-think-that's-what-happened. An evening of drinking martinis as darned fast as you can in fear they are going to run out of the good-looking and delicious concoctions. Dangerous. It hits you before you know it. Then vague memories of drinking many more paid-for drinks and bright-red shooters. Steven accusing the not-so-nice female bartender that she was stealing twenty bucks from him when really he had left it stuck in the ATM machine, lol! Telling a fellow female dancer that I've always thought she was beautiful (oh no). Swaggering to Poco Loco to set up Steven's karaoke gig which he cancelled cause' he was having too much fun at Tantra, the host of the fest. Bumping into a cool lesbian and I ended up walking her as far as we could?! (Angie-lovers know that that is not Angie's style). Pizza at Canadian Pizza Unlimited and us wondering how the guys felt about dealing with drunks night after night... asking for extra sauce and extra chicken, something like that. Losing my Spring flowers earlier in the night, after putting them on a table, and grabbing a probably-straight woman's butt and feeling it, forgetting I wasn't at Twisted Element?! Me and Josh (or Josh and I) realizing we had an audition for the same independent film the next day, wondering if we would even be able to read the script and find out what it was about. Going back to an empty Tantra, where the heck did everybody go? (apparently back to their homes for even more drinking). Walking long distances to get to each club. Me spilling out all my money and then some, on the dance floor, not even realizing it until a nice guy picked it up for me. Going to the bathroom at Twisted and not realizing it (ouch). My head was spinning the entire night but I felt even better than great? Joking about I-don't-even-remember with Josh and Steven. Steven writing his phone number in the snow on the back of Josh's car. Bumping into Josh the very next night even though he swore he wasn't going to go out at all! hehe. Bumping into Sherri Olson again the next night. Crashing into Josh's bed with Josh and Steve on Friday night, bachelors don't have empty glasses, so you have to use jars to drink milk (yes, I'm cool that way, I drink milk after a looooooong night of drinking booze!). wtf?! I hope Josh doesn't realize I nearly emptied his carton of milk. The nice walk in the cool air the morning after. Thank goodness we did not puke as we had expected.
Went to UofC's dance production of Mainstage the night after, and then wings/nachos at The Keg where Allison's cool friend Chantal gave me her berry blast floss (wow do people know how to get on my good side!). Allison does drive crazy. She drives great if it's on the wrong side of the road! Dancing at Twisted Element again, somehow I was the only one who got in without having to pay cover charge?! Taking a drunk Pamela to Denny's after for some very healthy Denny's food. Blah.
Calgary Cares: Cameron asked me to help out the executive committee for AIDS Calgary with ticket selling, and I must say it was a fun job and I met some really nice, fun, and cool people, so I thank you very much Cameron! (aka Sweeeeet Dresser). The party was much fun, especially when I got to "work" with Sung at the door entrance. Meeting a lot of people I had spoken to on the phone. Running back and forth for the drinks and appetizers. Bumping into Orianna who was also working there. Totally digging my friend Elaine's fashions, which were presented in the model showcase as part of the show. The awesome dancing! Trying to recognize which dancers I know even though many were hidden in the guises of costumes and make-up. Not winning the raffle. Boo. Buying men's underwear.
Afterwards, my roomate Cristina and I had a bit of a "light" meal at Silver Dragon Restaurant, one of the better Chinese restaurants in town, meaning they don't scarily tell off customers in pseudo-English with epitaphs like "WE CLOSED NOW!!!!!" Anyhow, it turned into some of the funniest verbal exchanges Cristina and I have ever had. I even told her about how I met Dee and Chris, and how Dee and Chris met each other, how I stayed over at Dee and Des's house when Dee was not with Chris and how I perched naked on her bathtub perimiter trying to get a shower rod back up that I had accidentally knocked down. I will never forget Cristina YELLING "Ten Years?!". We must have talked about a whole lot of interesting stuff because a fellow diner named Bryan walked over to us and handed to us what turned out to be some kind of "couples massage retreat" proposition on a paper napkin??????????????????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We were so confused as to what exactly he meant by it. Dude, we're just roomates, okay?? I mean, did he want to give us a couples massage or be in one with us?! Of course we aren't going to call him but it was still so funny, especially since Cristina made me run back into the restaurant just to retrieve the napkin so that we could scan it and put it on the Internet. Oh, we are hopeless.
So yes, scans and photos will come soon.
February 11, 2007.
For the past several weeks, my Saturdays have been packed with fun,
Thanks to my friend Elaine, a group of five of us (myself, Pamela, Allison, Cristina, and Peter) got to go see Alberta Ballet's Dancing Joni & Other Works for free. It was sweet. You just gotta {heart} dance. My favorite part was the canon-ing leapers sailing across the stage both left to right and right to left. I {heart} pure strength in able-bodied dancers. It was obvious that Allison loved it as she was squealing at random-minute intervals?! Sharing Cristina's Smirnoff Ice because we had to finish it in twenty seconds during intermission. Parking at the Jubilee is getting to be a headache... Screaming out Allison's name as we were in an insane car line-up going 0.000005 miles an hour. Group hug in the parking lot at the end of the night and strangers staring at us and wanting to be us. The night started off with dinner where Peter, Pamela, Cristina, and I talked about the most random and ridiculous things including relationships, random killings in Mexico, sexuality, let's make fun of Angie, which actors have killed themselves, a mix-up over "Casper", who actually died?, oh he was so cute, Peter and Pamela standing side-by-side but not knowing they were going into the same car, Pamela's various dramas, all our dramas, good loves, stupid people in our lives, great people in our lives, more random Mexican outburts by Cristina, Cristina being ever-so-cute with her sarcasm and facial expressions, dating tips in the men's bathroom according to Peter who ended up with random gel in his hands, and so much more. It was also hella-cool bumping into Shana and Chris from Cybersurf.
Pamela's Bi-Curious Night Out... New Definition of Friend: Someone who strikes up conversations with good-looking and pretty women (note: NOT butch please) to cheer up a wonderful girl friend who has just gotten out of a 10-year relationship with a guy and just needs to have some unforgettable fun. Thanks Cristina! Me a bit drunk and doing planks to a water bottle...
Then we ended up at Denny's tired and a bit drunk and out of it, I nearly put ketchup in my tea.
Thanks guys/girls/dolls, I love you.
February 4, 2007.
I was thinking about my high school days (Queen Elizabeth High School graduating class of 1994). Seriously, WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT Angie Hung (of all people) was going to act, dance, choreograph,
Dance Montage 2006 was so much better than 2004, just throwing that out there too.
January 16, 2007.
Sometimes I don't know where I'd be without my friends, people who I can be totally myself around and still be accepted. My friends understand:
Thank you to Joel from Airdrie at The Twisted Element who made me feel so special that night. What a beautiful person and an honor to dance with you.
December 10, 2006.
It's telling that the only time I have to update this babble board is when I'm on "vacation" in Vancouver! Because when I'm home in Calgary, I'm way too busy.
Dance Montage was Fucking Awesome (!!), to put it
Thank you to our dancers for being incredibly gifted, talented, mature, and amazing. The audience got it because YOU all did. With absolute respect to my dancers from past years, this year's dancers were by far the best, especially in attitude. Perhaps it's also showing my growth as a choreographer, I've learned things along the way and hopefully I'll never stop learning. Or maybe this year we lucked out and got some pretty damned good dancers, in a lot of different ways.
I admit I prayed so hard for the piece to just shine. A lot of prayer went into the whole piece, including from way back in March when I prayed for the right ballet choreographer to come along. Seriously, thank you to the Lord who let this all happen. Thanks also to my dear friend Debbie in New York who totally gets the meaning of the show (the whole show, not just our piece) even though she's never seen it! Thanks to Marco and Carl who offered youtube vids showcasing just what types of dirty/naughty choreography we could use for our piece... ahem, it's a family show but that didn't stop us from wanting to make it sexual... hehe. Let's just say I'm surprised Matthew didn't mention what me and Oreo Cookie (Orianna) did during C Is For Cookie. Speaking of Matthew, he shines. Thank you to Sung, who could very well be the closest person I'm to, at Montage. I could hug her forever. Thanks to Julie England who sent me such a pleasant and surprising email, I had to bash my head into a wall to make sure I wasn't dreaming... Thank you to Dawn Dymond, for staying on the phone with me that night I just needed to vent. Thank you to Anne Flynn for her support! Thank you to all my friends who came and watched! Including Josh, Zeynep, Kimberly, Andrea, Corr, Tara, Bill, Catriona, Elaine, Ian, Jarrod, Linda, Marla, Pamela, Miguel, Evelyn (whose parties are like the coolest shit), and about ten others that I can't remember at the mo, but you know who you are (and if you don't, just text me and I'll bash you for being so ignorant) and to those you wanted to see it but couldn't physically come (and to list all of these people would drive me insane so I won't).
I dance like a dork but people still love me... go figure. (and thanks)
Some pics from backstage:
I love this pic of the two youngest (ahem) dancers in our group:
When our dancers presented Lorissa with her flowers:
Poor Cookie Monster:
Some action shots of our "Classical Chaos" piece courtesy of Tony Field:
It looks like Curtis is standing on Amy's shoulder when really he's just high...
Yeah, that's me with my arms too wide apart for a good handstand...
the hip hoppers do ballet...
folks on Denden must get a kick out of this one! ha ha
take a closer look...
I'm upside-down or maybe I'm the only one right-side up.
love this shot!
The Big Finale!
My pretty bud Inge is currently in Hong Kong, I like how she makes my birth city look more like Party Central / Animal Refuge... if you wanna see some awesome pics, visit her photo site:
Happy Birthday Norman! Take care of yourself, my dearest Catherine!
More pictures to come from Montage in the next post! Tomorrow I turn 30 (oh fuck) but because of my friends, inside I feel like... 17. For real, because of what I'm doing and who I get to hang out with and am very fortunate to call my friends, I feel so youthful. So thank you to everyone who knows me and gets me. You all are the reasons I live my life with passion, direction, humor, love, humility (well, not all the time), and zest.
October 30, 2006.
It's time again to get your tix to Calgary's Dance Montage. Phone the campus ticket office at 220-7202. It's assigned seating so best to phone early as the show is nearly sold out every year. I have a piece in it called CLASSICAL CHAOS and I'm in another guy's piece too. Fun times.
Normally this blog is about good times/stuff, but sometimes I get into a serious or sentimental mood, so if you wanna read it, just highlight the next paragraph:
I just pray that some people who are good now, don't change. They are beautiful dancers and talented, with good attitudes. But after they are in a certain person's number, they don't want to dance in any other number anymore, and this makes me so sad. And then they become groupy with this person's dancers, and I guess dancers can be really insecure in that they feel the need to "fit in" with this group, and then unfortunately, they aren't nice nor secure people anymore. I'm sad that some dancers lose the reason they dance in the first place. For every single dancer that isn't like this, that is secure with themselves and love all sorts of dance (or at least appreciate it), I am thankful...
Thanks Lindsay for waking me up before Jazz class!
August 28, 2006.
I wonder why my face is so red...
Me with my two standard poisons: China White and Blowjob:
Marco lets out his aggressions:
Is there any question why I'm so happy?
Ivan using Angie just the way he likes it...
The adorable Carl:
Adam and Marco sharing me:
I love this picture, and I love these boys.
While most people take a rest during the summer, my schedule increases exponentially. Beyond the dance, acting, gymnastics, capoeira, and choreographing (not to mention full-time day job), I'm also house-sitting for a family who have a cute poodle named "George". THE place to meet people is at a park walking "your" dog, tee hee.
To any faithful Dance Montage readers of mine:
For the record, let me say that Allison Holker must be one of the coolest gal dancers on this planet. I was reading her Myspace profile and it talks about how the one person she wants to meet is Angelina Jolie (something which Hungy faithfuls know I've managed to do twice already)!! And how she (Allison, not Angelina) loves to eat! Oh, could this pretty and talented dancer get any cooler? (Answer is no). I hope she goes far and well in her dancing career or whatever career she wants to pursue. Safe to say I love girls who can dance AND eat!
I keep on getting kudos for my commercial being shown here in Calgary. It's been playing for nearly a year now, and I'm thankful for this. The funniest comment was from a lady who didn't realize I don't work for Pointss but I'm an actor and auditioned for the part and got it. She even asked me if I was a lawyer for the company... funny!
So some of the pics that you see above are of a few of my friends getting together in London England, and I guess I was able to make it though I look rather 2-dimensional, don't I? Here's a video of me doing some static dancing as well, with the boys, of course!!
Jaime Stephens, if you're out there, hit me up!
July 10, 2006.
Thanks to Kasia for third pic above, and Christina for the final two! And thanks to Mother Nature for NOT
bringing out the mosquitos this year.
June 22, 2006.
A
Amongst the hours of judging talent, eating free food, and taking cases upon
cases of Nivea Silky Shimmer Body Lotion (a sponsor) home, I also
did a hella-lot of dancing. My friend Josh had his
sweet-16-sorta-housewarming-party on Friday night, and we headed out to
The Twisted Element after. Seeing as Boyztown and
Detour are now closed, and the place wasn't exactly packed, just
where do all the gay guys go on Friday nights?! Ha ha. The next night we
went out to the Xlist Pride Festival 2006, a yearly big gay dance
event. It started off fun but by by the end of the night, my ankle was
hurting and my feet no longer wanted to dance to the repetitive trance that
is obviously over-played every year at such events. Is it too much to ask
for music with a melody?! At least they played Madonna. Note: It's great
to have a lot of gay guy friends, but you end up being the lone girl, if not
the only girl without a fellow girl at such events...
Thus was a truly happening weekend.
Next weekend (i.e., this weekend): Camping at Mount Kidd RV Park,
then rushing back into town on Sunday for acting and choreographing.
Busy.
The reason for my ankle pains was due to obtaining an ankle sprain while in
gymastics (okay, so at least it was a legitimate reason). I was attempting
a forward somersault from a trampoline onto a porta-pit (a feat that sounds
amazing but is fairly easy when doing it onto a pit). However, I backed out
mid-jump and somehow landed on the side of my left foot and not the bottom.
Thus tearing some ligaments pretty badly and needing crutches and mom's
home-cooking for the next few days. My adorable coworkers nicknamed me
"Gimpy" and "Hop-Along" after that. Being the daredevil
(stupid person) that I am, I was back in gymnastics the next week, though
taking it more easy on the feet and spending more time on the hands.
After discovering that Allison (a jazzy new girl in my agent's acting
workshop) and I are both actors and dancers, it was fun discussing the in's
and out's and go's and between's of dancers and actors. It IS the most
amazing thing when my acting world collides with my dancing world. We
humourously concluded that dancers may show emotion in their body but
certainly not their faces, whereas actors show emotion everywhere. You see,
dancers pretend to be fine "up there" and actors... don't.
Carrying on the discussion of dancers was Sung and I, at Boston
Pizza, where we could literally go on (gossip) for hours about the
dancers in Calgary, which dancers are cool and nice and jazzy, which ones,
well, aren't, and which ones could be cool but look hot or could be hot but
act cool, or the ones that are lukewarm and try hard to fit in amongst
certain groups of people (i.e., dancers that try hard to be popular). It's
interesting to note that we agreed on many dancers.
We got into Dance Montage! We being myself and my fellow choreographer
Lorissa. Sweet
April 7, 2006.
Oh My! I haven't seen my old roomate in about five years. And (hope she
doesn't see this though I've already told her, hehe), she's become really hot! You go Krutz! She's the one with the reddish hair in the first two piccies above.
Third Pic:
Fourth Pic:
Fifth Pic:
Sixth Pic:
A short synopsis of my life recently:
My sister got comp(limentary) tickets to Yuk Yuk's. The show was enjoyable,
7 comics and a very laid-back headliner presented their routines. Surprisingly, I thoroughly enjoyed the
two Asian comics (c'mon, let's admit it's a bias, perhaps true, that Asians become doctors
and not comics). One of the many funny comments was that because he's an
Asian (comic), he should represent their cause and stick up for their
rights. Then he joked: "So I was going to say how bad we got it in
Vancouver. But WHO ARE WE KIDDING?! Asians have it great here!" (Tis true. You get such-and-such Seafood Restaurant and Bubble Tea places every ten metres.) Another
memorable joke was how some people remark to others that: "You look tired."
And how this is such a lame and rude thing to say to someone because "Come
ON, WHO LOOKS GOOD TIRED?" Amen Sista.!
To Close Off:
March 27, 2006.
I know, I know,
I'm off to Vancouver for a couple of days, to see friends and to surprise my
mom on her birthday! (Rest assured she does not read this babble board). Or perhaps she does, in which case she
is a very accepting person!
May meet up with Tamir, who last saw me at my
Best wishes to Norman on his wardrobe-assistant interview!
I'm getting Stronger, having more endurance, and standing
taller on my hands. Boo-yaa.
If any of you's are in Calgary, be sure to check out our Easter musical
drama called "The Choice"! It's a full choir with actors in costume.
And just for you, admission is free! It's not only going to be fun to watch
(and hear me sing one line off-key) but has a poignant message.
Bethany Chapel: 3333 Richardson Way SW, Calgary. Sunday April 9th. Two
showings: 10:45 am and 6:30 pm. Is it sinful to be so excited
about an Easter musical? (ha ha ha). Seriously though, you will have a
good time. For more info, phone 249-8605.
My iPod now has 1124 songs, and that's after a lacklustre (honestly) attempt to fill it up with
P.S.
I am REALLY starting to Love jazz dance. I started taking it back in 1997 and am still keepin' it goin'!
January 21, 2006.
I can't be arsed to find another
Been getting into free web blogs/friends/networking sites, links below, feel free to add me if you know me!
I haven't had time to breathe lately, much less sleep! A small list of activities that I'm partaking (just to use a fancy word) in include: dancing, acting, singing (choir), gymnastics, gym/weights/cardio, drama/choreography coordinator for Bethany Chapel's Easter show/musical (reminds me of a Broadway show), and the occasional clubbing/dancing outting... and when I have time: movies and dinners with friends. I'm also working on a funny movie script about Chinese people in a Canadian world with my friend Elaine. Speaking of the Easter show, hella-cool that the people that came to Bethany's Christmas show numbered more than those that went to Dance Montage! And frick, it's a Christmas musical about Christmas, whowouldathunkit???!!!
I and some of my friends/colleagues have been seeing my commercial on Citytv for "Pointss". In fact, it played twice during the duration of me typing up this babble post. I also ran into an old lady who I've never met before (Hilda) who claimed she recognized me from it! Sweet. Fippy. Yay!
January 2, 2006.
Had one of the best New Year's EVER. Went to an 80s reunion dinner theatre / interactive show / party.
My friend Josh played Warren the geek. Rob went as Pubes, Stephanie went as a Minor (well that was my accidental nickname for her!), Adam went as Spitz, and I went as Angie (oh the ingenuity). Bullet points from the evening:
Christa and I ended up going to The Nutcracker back in December. I knew I had good seats, but imagine our glee / shock when we found out not only were we third row, we were right by the center aisle and had no obstructions what-so-wonderfully-ever, not even a hair! Never before (and probably never again) will we have such decent seats, we were marvelling at the entire sight, including being able to see the full expressions on all the dancers' faces! The show was ace. And so is Tchaikovsky.
December 16, 2005.
Some people are aware of what I'm going through. Although I should be feeling down, God has filled me with joy, no matter how hard I've tried to be in sorrow!
Rob(macca), Krista, Marg, Travis, Elaine, Sung, Kruti, Cristina, Peter, Pamela, Josh, Winnie, Dawn, Sam, Ivan, Dee, Rose, Esther, Loretta, Stannie, Debbie S, Debbie B, Norman, Terin,
and to those in the near future who I know will have words beyond wise. Thank you.
December 3, 2005.
Inge and Marc try to force sausages down my ass:
We're performing the Stop dance!
Me with two incredibly gorgeous friends:
Can you believe I don't even remember doing this?!
Thanks to Carl for the above pictures! A reminder that we all need to have fun
I shot my commercial! It was shot a few weeks ago and was a brilliant experience. From the expert
make-up and hair person (who showed me how to narrow my nose and apply lip gloss perfectly) to the
kind producer/director to my funny co-actor to the cameraman (who turned out to be an old friend from high school, Nick!), it was a most pleasurable experience. The commercial should be on Citytv (formerly A-Channel) now or very soon. I've seen a rough cut of the commercial, and I must say I'm very impressed. We had to do a few audio touch-ups in a studio due to a dirty mic, and even that was a hella-awesome experience. I felt like a
Ever showcasing my intence music geekery, I spent several hours a few nights ago uploading choice songs into my brand new 20 gig Ipod! Even with my varied taste in all things music (I pretty much dig everything aside from repetitive house/trance and twangy twangy country), I don't know how I'll fill up 5000 songs! I bought it through a work auction benefitting the United Way. I (heart) it. It's a wonder why I didn't buy one earlier. To be able to get a "high" on a moment's notice (in this case, switching on the Ipod and plugging in the headphones). What makes me a bigger music geek is that after spending countless hours uploading and organizing music, I spent the rest of the night only listening to the 'Gospel & Worship' genre (after creating too many genres including 50s, 60s, 70s, 80s, 90s, 2000s, classical, country (wtf?), swing, alternative/punk, folk,
High: (songs played when I'm already high or want to get there)
Madonna: Well first of all every one of their songs is like the
soundtrack to something that happened in my life and um, Dancing
Queen, is like you
know, I'm sure that song was written about me. Um, I just love
their music.
Its not just dance music; there's something very poetic about it.
Ironic because our Dance Montage piece last year was called Dancing QUEENS!! and it used an ABBA
song as well.
A friend recently commented to me: "I've never met an actor who was shy." AMEN! Being the triple
threat that I am (I sing, act, and dance, not particularly in that order), it fascinates me how similar and different all these types of people can be (and when you're all three, imagine the contradictions!). But true, most actors I've met aren't shy, because they are forced to be real and vulnerable when immersed in their craft. Sure, some actors are shy, but they still overcome this and are willing to connect with people. I've met the most shy dancers in the world, ever! Singers, I don't know them well enough yet...
November 15, 2005.
Definition of creepy: The fact that I dressed up as a person that not only turns
evil but who I also have a bit of a crush on.
Halloween Party Fun! Had three continuous days/nights
Just to mention her name on this board: Michelle DeJean. And the
rest of the cast of the show "Chicago" that swung by Calgary recently. It
was so ace that I went twice. First with Peter, then with Pamela.
The singing, choreography, dancing, dancers, and even acting went off better than
water off a duck's back. Dancers like me eat shows like this up! There are
still a lot of major musicals I have not seen, so perhaps it's because I
don't have much to compare with. But I digress... the show was worthy of
its expensive price! However:
Anybody want to join me at my new HOME on Tuesday nights? For any dancers
or gymnasts who want to know why this is my new home, drop me an email.
This is also an invite to any dancers who can perform specific gymnastic
I got my first commercial!!! It's going to be shown on one of them major
Calgary TV stations (and seeing as there's no more than three such stations,
it's a one in three chance you can figure out which one it is). Hint: this
station has affiliates all across Canada. Oh wait, so do the other two...
So if you think that secretary on TV really looks and sounds like Angie
Hung, chances are you're right!
(For my own sanity, these are some of the people that I owe PMs or emails or
phone calls (or just want to catch up with them): Kasia, Debbie B, Debbie S,
Yosef, Alexandre, Jobst, Carl, Mike in the UK, Ina, Terin, Evelina, Yuli, Peter, Kruti, Jesse,
Norman, Robmacca, Tina, Paul, Basti, Raluca (hello there!), Nikki M, Andrea
P, "Jamie", Dee, Erick, Alex (Namullim), Sung,
October 24, 2005.
This update, long-awaited, highly-anticipated, and badly-needed, will be the
most varied to date:
Several weekends ago, Ina and I played a game called "How Many
Activities Can One Fit Into A Weekend Without Going Absolutely
Nutters?" It went like this: The most riskiest phone call of my life
on Friday afternoon, Friday evening's performance of Swan Lake (never thought there would be a day where I would purposely go to the ballet,
but Tchaikovsky changed all that), driving out to Banff on Saturday morning,
doing the gondola (worth it), taking gorgeous
pictures, shopping in commercial Banff, driving back that afternoon, go-karting for the next two
hours as I was the team captain for the sport for the Calgary Corporate
Challenge, heading home for a one-hour power nap before driving the
three point five hours to Edmonton, blasting Britney Spears the entire drive
(thank you Jack for giving me that limited edition disc), walking around
downtown Edmonton at three in the morning, visiting a particular posh hotel,
soaking in a jetted tub for an hour, doing West Edmonton Mall the next day,
and then driving back to Calgary in the late afternoon so that I could shoot
a scene for an independent film I am doing. Yes, all of this was
accomplished in three nights and two days!
I am a health care worker! At least that's what the nurse who gave me my
entirely-impromptu flu shot in the lobby of the Medical Skills Building at
the University of Calgary called me. I was there for a practice session for
the acting job of a "Standardized Patient" (I get paid to
duplicate specific ailments), then suddenly the nurse present asked us if
anybody wanted a flu shot, to which I said yes
(call me a needle nerd, but I get a flu shot every year and it prevented
me from getting the flu for the past eight years, and to suddenly get asked
if I wanted one for free was too hard for me to turn down without a smile). I was happy
that I managed to get one this year even before the senior citizens who have
to pay to get one at Co-op! Oh, the (few) kickbacks of being a
Young people these days.... I never thought I'd be saying this (as I
plan to always stay youthful), but Young People These Days!. Pamela
(my whore, joke about our acting scene) asked me to attend the Hedley
concert with her. It was full of teenagers. Normally, this isn't an issue
at all, since many of my friends are young guys and girls, but since when
did it become acceptable behaviour to push and shove every five minutes in
order to move forwards AND backwards in a packed standing-room-only concert?
Moving forward is slightly understandable, but moving backwards is not.
Crazy. And too bad some of the kids were caught up in taking pictures
and texting friends with their cell phones than to actually watch the show.
WTF? I was very amused by it all. Also amused by me nearly taking a pair
of scissors and chopping off the hair-sprayed fifteen-inch-tall hair strands
of the girl in front of me (she/it/them was blocking my view). There was
also this couple that was making out, where the guy's body was so
femininely-shaped that Pamela and I both thought he was a she (and thus
thought that young lesbians are now out and proud)! Youth aside, the
concert was enjoyable and I helped Pamela get a picture of the lead singer,
Jacob, kissing her on the cheek.
My sister and I went to the Mynt Ultralounge on Friday night. At first, it
didn't look good. Literally. It seemed full of old(er) men (remember:
Angie Hung, she likes them young). Perhaps I'm too used to gay clubs full
of young and hella-cute gay guys. But as the night wore on, it got good.
Mostly because they played a great variety of music, from hip-hop to Spanish
(Bambaleo) to (YES!) mixes of Michael Jackson and Madonna. In fact, they
played two of my favoritist Madonna songs: Vogue and Like A Prayer. So the
night started off on a bit of a bum (and we saw a few big bums that night,
unfortunately) note, but changed to me pleasurably dancing the night away in
unadulterated bliss. Maybe I'm one of them folks that need time to adapt
back to straight clubs! I've been gaying it for so long! One reason I love
going to The Twisted Element (arguably Calgary's most popular gay/other club) is
because going there reminds me of the theme song to the 80s show
Cheers, "where everybody knows your name". Seriously, it
seems that everyone I know that is gay or gay-friendly goes there, and it
puts a smile on my face seeing my friends all night long. Another
reason to go to Twisted is the free parking outside! (I'm one of the few
that prefer to drive to clubs, as I prefer dancing to drinking, and make
sure my friends have a safe and warm ride home). Oh, I'm so good.
Several months ago, I landed my first commercial, which was to be shot
alongside Darryl Sutter, coach of the Calgary Flames. I was shocked to get
it, since I beat other more-glamorous girls. But too bad, they decided to
go with a completely other concept (using young kids), so I didn't get to
meet the hockey star and coach. I feel Darryl should personally come over
to my house and greet me in person, to make up for this letdown (hee hee).
I think it was my excitability, giddiness, and passion that got me the part.
Plus my audacity to squeeze the bicep of the guy pretending to be Darryl for
the audition (hee hee again).
A few weeks ago, Michele Moss, from the UofC Dance Department, asked the
question: "Why Dance?": I ask the question: "Why
Choreograph?" I choreograph because I see the beauty in so many
different kinds of dancers and unlike many choreographers out there, I give
such people the chance to dance, and they never cease to amaze me. Though
sometimes, I tire of being the good person. I really do. Here's a very recent quote by a well-known singer/dancer/performer:
Believe it or not, this quote comes from Madonna (!!), in a recent interview
about her relationship with her dancers. It's poignant that Madonna
understands what I feel like a lot of the time. How you can dance your heart out but still get passed over.
I will be attending Dance Montage this year. Even though I'm not in it this
year, I have a lot of friends dancing in it, and I love seeing them dance!
Word on the street is that I'll be ogling a few of the dancers as well. It's also very interesting that when I peruse my high school yearbook, I see pictures of people in younger grades who ended up auditioning for me!
If God Was A Choreographer:
Too bad God isn't a choreographer, at least not here on earth.
Finally, thank you to Tim Rice who unabashedly opened up his home to myself
and my friend Jamie, when I was over in London this past summer. He also
gave us souvenirs in the likes of CDs and his autobiography. I love the
man! Here's a pic of us in his London home office.
P.S. Whoever in Calgary that keeps coming to my page (I see it in my web
log files), please tell me who you(s) are! I don't mind being stalked, but
have the courtesy to say hello, please and thanks. Tsk.
September 14, 2005.
I'm exhausted after (censored) activity across the ocean. But enough talk. Let the
PICTURES
speak for themselves!!!
August 6, 2005.
Since I've been away from here for the past month, doing everything possible under the sun, including
(more) camping (and no, Dee, not the gay kind!), Shakespeare in the Park times 2, going-away parties, BBQ's, dancing, art galleries, and more.
A rest at home doing absolutely nothing would be welcomed but in preparations for the nights of drink
and debauchery in London (England, not Ontario) and Germany coming up end of August, I dare to guesstimate that I won't have any
free time unless time stops and the earth stops turning. My itinerary is full, and includes three train stops visiting
three different groups of people in Germany alone. Let's NOT mention the huge party on September 3rd in London...
and then the wedding of the century (only if you buy into the worldly vitality of Denden). I kid you not.
Let's get on with it...
The night of the "role reversal"! (Cue the raised eyebrows when it was the guys who
cooked us females the dinner, and I mean it was a DINNER. Mussels, salad with every vegetable imaginable,
salmon smothered under half a bottle of white wine, country chicken with more vegetables, and two flavors of pie for dessert!... anyhow, before
the meal, Kasia and I managed to fall asleep on the couch and the guys had to wake us up to tell us the
dinner was ready, hee hee):
Cuteness! Catherine, Matty, and Joe at Calgary's Shakespeare in the Park (enjoyable, A Midsummer
Night's Dream was done using 80s music including those of her Madgesty herself, Madonna!:
The camping group gathers together before doing a gruelling 7 km hike up a mountain!
Enjoying the view...
Hilarity ensues when one tries to take an automatic picture with the camera perched dangerously on the hood of
a minivan:
Ewelina and I take our lives into our own hands:
Ziko performing a headstand... or is it yoga?:
Some nature shots I took. It's way more breathtaking than the pictures show:
Taken at a friend's gig at a private club called The Underground:
A few spare bits that don't fit in the photo journal:
Madonna's new single from her upcoming album "Confessions On A Dancefloor" is called HUNG UP. Yes, dare I be so self-sycophantic to suggest that it's named after me! Oh, how I amuse myself... Apparently,
Madonna's going back to dance, and her publicity agent is saying it contains no messages, no preaching, just dance.
In my humble opinion, dance music can and does say a heck of a lot. I'm looking forward to this album.
If you have not danced to Madonna music, then you have not lived.
Visit my friend Debbie's site: Miami and Mun2. It's a kickin' dance show airing out of Miami. And Debbie is an even cooler girl airing out of New York.
My stay with her in 2001 is one of the most memorable trips of my life. Oh, the stories we could tell about my times there! The half-naked old woman, the blood spatters, taking a train home at night after the Madonna gig, the premature police calling, and that was only on the first night!
July 2, 2005.
Nevermind the once-again dorky expression on my face, I've been having a perfectly
Saw the musical Bat Boy with Denis and Jarrod (two FABULOUS guys) and although a bit unsure as to how the story would present itself (c'mon, a musical about a boy who looks like a bat?), the production was enjoyable and very well pulled off, many thanks to the energy of the main and supporting actors. As per the "Hungy Wungy" style, I had my favorite cute guy picked out, he was a member of the backing ensemble. (Another reality of the "Hungy Wungy" style is to notice and fall in love with a back-up dancer by the end of the evening).
One of my dancers, Cameron, was on the cover of Outlooks, a Canadian national gay magazine. Shirtless. Insert compliments here. Speaking
of dancers, I keep on bumping into at least one a week. Last were Veronica and Jennifer, who did great jobs in a more alternative dance show called Plink Plink Plink (a show where in the midst of passing time before it began, Denis and I were having lotsa fun saying the most UNpolitically-correct things!). And it was lovely to see my dancer friend Taryn (who is on my list of favorite people) who told me about the show just in time!
June 8, 2005.
Not literally, but these are words from a song at Steven's karaoke birthday party tonight at a club
called "Spadz" (that's Spadz as in Spades). Twas a great night, really. Connected with a lot of people,
I really can't keep up with this
Happy Birthday DJ Steve!
Picture above taken by me with my digital camera. Ace... of spades. :)
June 2, 2005.
In the past few months, I've really been shown what real beauty is. I've met people who inspire and move me, and who know
what true love and beauty can be, and they are mature to see it in me and in others. And because of this, they are beautiful.
When asked what I respect in others, it is many things, but particularly someone who:
June 1, 2005.
(Oscar-winning lyricist of many award-winning songs and productions like Evita, Jesus Christ Superstar, Aida, Chess,
Disney's The Lion King and Aladdin, and more)... is now up. Clickie here for your reading
and viewing pleasure.
May 31, 2005.
The above pictures were taken this past weekend by my friend Ewelina, who coincidentally is the only person not in any of the pictures (but I will fix that once I get my pictures uploaded, tee hee). A most lovely weekend that nobody (aside from God) could have scripted better.
From the gorgeous weather to scenic highways to people ready for the arrival of summer to the greatest invention of all (freezies), "amazing" wouldn't even begin to describe it. A group of six of us ventured out into wilderness territory (well as much as you can call it that, with the modern updated campsite bathrooms) and had the time of our lives. I think we all experienced so many cool sights, sounds, and discussions, that mentally, we all grew at least one year, in the span of one weekend. Whoa.
The main points from the weekend (only the main ones as listing them all would take an hour):
Thank you to Denis, Ricci, Ewelina, Steven, and Joe for the most unexpected wickedest time!
April 21, 2005.
I'm so going to try to avoid from swearing in this here short post. (I'll use substitute words such as
"blipping" or "hella" when I want to swear). But I wanted to say THANK YOU
to all of our dancers from Dance Montage 2004 (see the post below from December 4 for more).
After viewing the DVD like 5124 times, I'm shocked at how good our piece is! Now this may seem
egotistical, or that I'm some kind of braggart, but when you consider that we didn't use that many
advanced dancers at all in our piece, it turned out more than scrumptious-icily HELLA-good. It's such
a fun piece to watch and I'm sorry that I didn't even realize this until now. Thank you to the dancers
who put so much of their own selves and their own moves into the piece. You all so blippingly rule.
You see, Dance Montage can be a very groupy and isolating event. Dancers ARE very clique-y. Perhaps
because the dance faculty at the University of Calgary is quite small. And it's so easy to get carried
away with only choosing the best-looking (though might I add that all our dancers were very fine!) or the most flexible or the most experienced dancers.
Sure, you can have a kick-ass piece with such dancers, but imagine the much more admirable challenge of using dancers
that aren't as experienced or aren't as flexible. We so seriously kicked some Calgarian dancin' ass!
And that's why Roxana Menzies rules too. She choreographed a piece for beginner/intermediate dancers even though
she can so work with advanced dancers at an advanced level. Roxy is like a gift from God, no exaggeration.
PS. I still don't know all the choreography in our (me and Elaine's) piece, LOL.
April 17, 2005.
Yes, don't blink. That's me in the above picture, looking like Madonna circa 1990 or
a
Things I actually said today:
She drinks a lot of Chinese soy juice for white trash.
Aside from an obvious over-use of the word trash, don't judge
a person by her blog, he he. All of the above were said in an acting showcase I was in
for Calgary casting director Deb Green, who recently
cast the Calgary-area-shot movie Brokeback Mountain
starring Heath Ledger and Jake Gyllenhaal, directed by Ang Lee. The showcase
went off like water off a duck's back, smooth and smooth-sailing. Thank you to my acting partners Hazel and Pamela for your great work! (the latter being trashy enough for me to react to, lol)
Might I add that Deb was nice and funny and offered some great advice for all of us actors, thank you Ms. Green! The soy juice comment came from the fact that I had brought many empty soy juice tetra boxes in a garbage bag to make Pamela's "trailer" look like trash. All of them emptied by me. Now I can return them to the bottle depot and seriously make enough cash to fund my finances for a
I just bought Brady Bunch season 1 on DVD. As
a person who admires honesty and not fake smiles, it is surprising that I totally eat this show up.
Like a giddy schoolgirl, I sit back and watch the Brady bunch get in hilarious situations and I enjoy it as much as Trekkies enjoy watching Star Trek (okay, so maybe not THAT much). Perhaps it's because as happy-go-lucky-60s-70s-American the Brady's are, the situations they get themselves in are quite real
and relatable. And the emphasis on family is comforting. Sure, the situations resolve
themselves by the end of the episode, but unlike the queasy feelings that are enduced by the sickening love-solves-everything of Full House, there is
a much more truthful use of love and family in Brady Bunch. IMHO, of course. It reminds me of when I used to come home from school and watch Brady Bunch re-runs in the family living room, totally happy times. All together now: Here's the story, of a man named Brady...
Also currently playing on re-run on my DVD player: The DVD of
Dance Montage 2004. It's a near-crime to enjoy chapters 4 and 5 of this DVD so much! But I just can't help myself from laughing at our Dancing Queens piece, because there is so much dancing and choreography in there, a lot that my choreography partner Elaine and I still aren't aware of! Seriously, Elaine once dubbed me a
"choreography naz-i". If only our dancers realized that we had A FULL TWO MORE MINUTES of
choreography that we had to chuck out after finding out that this was going to be the first year that the 10-minute maximum was actually going to be enforced (a little birdie told me). Thank you very much again to all our dancers for putting so much effort into finishing the choreography on time, and putting in your own
groovy moves in the places that needed it. The ending production was ace and that's because our dancers added those extra choreography bits on their own, knowing that Elaine and I were about to suffer dual nervous breakdowns!
Just saw my young friend Andrea do a SUPERB performance as "Mother Fulham" and ensemble in the theatre play You Two Stay here the Rest Come With Me. It rocked. It jived. It hammered. Had a great time and was very impressed by the work of the young staff to put together a musical that involved so many characters. My favorite numbers
were "Strawberry Flats" and "Professor Williams". I most enjoyed Andrea's grey-haired (spray paint) solo performance as a female with over-excessive body hair, lol! Well done! How funny/ironic it is that Andrea plays an old woman in this play, when I feel she's got the mind of a wise old woman in the young body of her's.
A friend recently described me as a "social butterfly". Shocking. At first. But I guess
I am. Sorta. I love meeting people of all backgrounds and types. I care about people. I want to know what's up in their lives. And this eagerness to know others in a compassionate way eggs me on to
talk to people that I know well, people that I don't know well, and people that I'd love to know better. My love for people allows me to be open and honest with others, within reason, of course. Does this make me a social butterfly? Perhaps. But I also enjoy being alone, content with my own time and my own thoughts. A nice balance.
A few of you know that I recently had an audition for a commercial that will star a current coach
of an NHL team. They called back saying that they were definitely interested in me being in the commercial, but haven't made up the final decision yet as the focus of the commercial may change.
So, fingers crossed.
And I'm going to be doing a phone interview with Sir Tim Rice very soon. wow, when did my life get so good?!?!
Movie Rental of the Month: 21 Grams. A movie
about how one freak accident can interconnect the lives of three families who didn't know each other before. Powerful. Shot with the time sequences all out of whack, a la
Memento. Proves that
Naomi Watts is another one of my acting goddesses (see the previous post for the remaining list of Angie Hung acting goddesses). Naomi's ability
to get so in the moment that you feel every word and breath she is saying, is very admirable. Add to the fact that she appears in this movie with no make-up but yet is still very beautiful and very powerful as an actress.
Picture of the Week:
Here's my friend Jonny next to one of his sexy idols, Kim Cattrall.
Tip of the Day: Wash your hands after you use the toilet.
Song of the Moment: Caught Up by Usher
I still love you Terin.
March 19, 2005.
The above picture is from "The Encyclopedia of Theatre Dance in Canada". It's a profile on Anne Flynn, one of the
creators of Dance Montage. I hope Ms. Flynn got the
As Marieke reminded me on March 11, it's been 68 days (plus 8) since I've last updated this board.
In my absence, I managed to discover a few people we all should bow down to:
Proof that it's a large world:
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