How many of you remember that show? David Frost, 1964-1965. I didn’t even realize it was that long ago. It was a satirical show dedicated to rehashing the week’s news. That is just how this last week seemed to me.
On Saturday, the 4th, I had my first Meetup. For the uninitiated among you, a Meetup is an actual website, anyone can join and call a real live, in person, meeting, on any subject or activity you can think of. If you have never seen it on-line, Google it, it will amaze you. If you are a Kenyan, apple pie baking, samba dancing female there is a group for you. Just take a look at the site you’ll be shocked!
Anyway I had my first Meetup for seniors wanting to stay relevant, and I was told it went well. I couldn’t really tell because to me it felt like a cross between giving a cocktail party and running a AA meeting, but it was certainly a challenge. I just noticed that combination would be lethal, my apologies to AA members everywhere. Sunday and Monday spent my last couple of days volunteering for the highly contested Congressional campaign here in California of two sitting Congressmen in a redistricted area. My guy lost, so depressing………I don’t know how anyone runs for office and takes the rejection.
I spent Wednesday in total depression over the election and anxiety, because Thursday was my first ever commercial shoot. A couple of years ago I decided to take some commercial classes because every other commercial on televisions seems to be for a product for seniors, cholesterol medication, arthritis medication, Depends, Poligrip and the ever popular Viagra/Cialis combo. Naturally I thought it only right that I cash in on my gray hair. I got this commercial for home health care, but it requires me leaving the entertainment capital of the world, LA and driving north to Bakersfield, two hours each way.
I sacrificed myself and went so I could share with you all my adventures and the terror of leaving my comfort zone. Driving two hours by myself, pretending (acting) to be someone else’s wife. I can see how you pretend with George Clooney, but with a regular sixty-five year old guy not so easy. They assumed I had done other commercials, so I went with that but I can’t wait to see how it turns out, at least I’ll know if all those classes paid off.
Who knew it takes eight hours to shoot a 30 second spot, and that was with three professionals and me. This is either the beginning of my acting career or a long nap on the cutting room floor, only time will tell, but I gave it a shot!!!
So, what will be this week, bungee jumping, para gliding, swimming with sharks. Actually, I have to plan my next Meetup and just got an e-mail about a yoga/hike, you hike for twenty minutes stop and do some yoga poses, hike again, more yoga etc for 90 minutes or we could just all watch Dancing With the Stars, exercise by proxy! However, I have just gotten an idea for my Meetup group from writing this blog. Each meeting created by a different person and all plans must be outside their comfort zone. That will take me off the hook and will force me out of my comfort zone yet again.
All this and now another national emergency, keeping up with the CIA directors love life. When will the news channels get a clue and please tell me Piers Morgan is not going to interview one of the General’s girlfriends and ask yet again, “HOW MANY TIMES HAVE YOU BEEN PROPERLY IN LOVE?”
With that I cancel my cable and go back to reading!!!!!!