Mr. Keating’s Opinion on Submitting Yourself for Judgment

I’ve been ruminating on this topic this afternoon. Been really trying to figure out a way to say what I have to say without coming off like a complete feminine hygiene product. I think it’s going to be a tough sell. But here goes.

I constantly see (and when I say constantly, I mean on an almost daily basis) people talking about impending job interviews on different social media. Invariably, these people are all so incredibly puckered about it that they take to cyberspace asking…nay, begging for prayers, good thoughts, vibes, etc. for their looming interview.

The view doesn't change.

Now, hold on. Before the mental poo-poos begin, stop right there. This is not a criticism on the power of prayer/positive thinking/vibes/however you choose to frame it. I am a huge believer in the power of prayer and in the power of the mastermind group. So don’t believe for a second that I’m being critical of people for that. No way.

The reaction that I have when I see people do that is simple. It makes me really glad to be an actor. 

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Lend me your ears and I’ll sing you a song, and I’ll try not to sing out of key. (Thank you, Faffcon)

So another faff-tastic weekend has come and gone. And now that I’m in full-on reflection mode today, I’ve had some time to think about the trip and everything that went on from Thursday to Monday, and to be honest, it broke my brain to try and reassemble the events chronologically.

So, instead to trying to recap everything, I think that a thank you list is in order. And I know that this might be dangerous, considering that I might miss people or leave like a handful out, and that possibility just makes me a sad panda.

So I preface this by saying that if I neglect to mention you, then you are a part of the regrets of my weekend. That I didn’t go out of my way to spend quality time with each and every one of you kinda makes me ill in retrospect. I assure you that I will do my level best to catch up, albeit here in the ether.

It’s going to be tough to get through this without bawling my eyes out.

So thank you, one and all. This weekend proved that I truly get by with a little help from my friends. See what I did there?

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It’s taken me all this time to find out what I need. (‘Have You Seen This Man?’ Weeks 37 & 38) PART 1

(We interrupt our normally scheduled weight loss blog to bring you this special bulletin, and fair warning, it’s gonna be a long one.)

I feel like It’s been forever since I wrote. It’s only been two weeks, but it seems like forever. 

It’s probably because there’s been so many things going on in my life. I know I keep saying that I’m busy, but it’s true. I have been extremely busy, and last week, I added an elliptical/walking regime to my schedule, so believe me when I say I have been busy.

In fact, work really started blowing up before Bob Bergen’s Voiceover Group Therapy workshop. You all know that I landed the reboot of Leisure Suit Larry, and things were chugging along with that (I mean seriously…like four thousand cues and even more lines), so we did like 1-2 sessions per week for like a month, and there was constant work for FUNimation and my retail clients. 

Then there was this awesome thing called Faffcamp, the first and only peer conference for VO, in which myself and cool chica Wendy Zier gave a breakout session called Video Game VO: Industry Infiltration, among tons and tons of other incredible tidbits and sessions that can only happen when you’re among your peers.

This is why I want to take time away from my normal ranting about the struggles of weight loss, and focus on an event that, I feel, is as game-changing as it is career-changing. So without further ado, I give you:

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Busboy, bartender, ladies of the night, grease monkey, ex-junkie, winner of the fight… (‘Have You Seen This Man?’ Week 35)

(Another short one. The title should be a clue)

So yeah, I’ve been busy. Really busy.

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Now don’t you understand that I’m never changing who I am. (‘Have You Seen This Man?’ Weeks 33 & 34)

(This is gonna be really short)

I gained a pound-and-a-half this week after another week of maintenance last week.

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I want to make you move because you’re standing still. (‘Have You Seen This Man?’ Week 32)

(I left the parenthetical out last week.)

Context is so important when we communicate.

It gives us perspective, setting, and a clearer picture overall of what the message is.

The view doesn't change.

For example, the picture on the right. People walking on treadmills. 

Woo! Exercise!

Woo! Walking!

Woo! Moving more, sitting less!

Those are all things that a person could conclude by the inclusion of that picture in this blog.

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Is this real love? Or is it just madness keeping us afloat? (‘Have You Seen This Man?’ Weeks 29, 30, and 31)

Where does the time go?

OK, so that really isn’t some sort of rhetorical question. I know exactly where the time goes. It goes away, and it goes away fast. More so when you’re as busy as I have been.

There’s no excuse for not dropping by and at least mentioning that I’m a busy boy. Really, there’s not. I’m sorry for not mentioning something, at the very least.

Still, I am going to at least talk a little about all of our adventures over the last few weeks. That way, hopefully you’ll all see that there’s an actual reason for forgiving my radio silence. It’s up to you. 


So I warned that we were going on a Spring Break trip to visit our nieces, and go see Muse in concert. Well, the trip was a blast. I need to start recognizing that eating while visiting is a thing that I have to be hyper-aware of, and that parties are the devil’s way to get back at you for eating right.

As an aside, I really must mention the concert. Those guys are incredible musicians. If you don’t know who Muse are, then it’s more a likelihood that you just don’t know them by name, than you don’t know their music. They are incredible.

Muse rocked the house.

Matthew Bellamy (lead guitar and vocals) has been called the ‘Hendrix of our time,’ and that is saying something. He kind of plays into that mystique, too, by playing an incredible rendition of “The Star-Spangled Banner” in the concert.

For you celebrity news fans out there, he’s Kate Hudson’s main squeeze. And the way he writes songs for her, it’s clear that she is as much a muse for Matthew in real life as Penny Lane was for Russell Hammond in Almost Famous. See what I did there? It’s like her life is imitating her art. *wink*

But I digress. The concert was amazing, and the band’s ability as showmen and musicians are palpable. It reaffirms my faith in the power of music.

Yeah, that was an amazing concert. A lot of new stuff, and some of the best older stuff. It was a good night to be a fan.

Bravo, gents.

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I’ve kissed mermaids, rode the El Niño. (‘Have You Seen This Man?’ Week 28)

(Surely you get it by now.)

Waaaaaaa-aaaaaaave. Waaaaaaaa-aaaaaaave.So, short update this week, as I am a busy boy with preparations to make, work to do, and dear Lord…brain to reassemble.

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Damn, I’m good. (Oscars 2013)

So I teased this in my other blog post yesterday.

It’s kind of a pastime of mine to predict the Oscars and then talk about it with some snark and sarcasm. And gloat at how I did in my predictions, which are usually pretty solid.

So let’s jump right in, shall we?

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I know I’d never be me without the security of your loving arms. (‘Have You Seen This Man?’ Week 27)

(This blog is part of an ongoing weekly series on weight loss. But you knew that, right?)

Some days you just can’t plan for things.

It’s like Burns said, “The best-laid schemes o’ mice an’ men gang aft agley.”

There are just some periods of time that feel like a perfect storm of shite.

Never bet against her.

And then, there are astronomical alignments of awesome.

Last week, I took a little hit to the momentum train. It was kinda expected. You’re cruising along, and then BAM! Without warning, something happens and you’ve been derailed. The worst times are when you can’t figure out what the hell happened.

Well, I have a small confession. I know what happened.

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