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PoI folks, if you haven't heard the (hour-long) 2012 interview with Michael Emerson on nerdist.com, it is very much worth listening to, even if not much is said about PoI (because the interviewers are Lost-obsessed and didn't bother watching the show their interviewee is in now, just saying). He talks a lot about acting technique, which is fascinating, and about his employment background and his marriage, and what it's like to work on the various shows, and what growing old does for you as a person and an actor, and all in that lovely voice. <3
(My husband is a big Nerdist fan; I have probably heard too many episodes of The Thrilling Adventure Hour at this point (though it is fun, and has Nathan Fillion in it, and Joshua Malina, and other cool people) but if you search around there are lots of interesting interviews. And the interviewers are in fact more intelligent than the average. If still annoying.)
I'm still wiped out from yesterday: I did drug the migraine into submission and then I had to drive across the county in the evening (probably not safely) and do a presentation, and didn't get home till 10, and couldn't go to sleep for hours and a gin rickey. (Which is apparently what you drink on the first day of spring. Which is what my talk was about, basically (spring, not gin), so it was appropriate.) And the cat woke me up very early this morning. I really do kind of like public speaking but not when I am high on painkillers and keep having these weird disassociated moments of "oh, I didn't intend to say that. How do I carry this off now?" in the middle of words pouring unhindered out of my mouth. I wonder why it is that I can write with facility and charm and wit and usually a lack of apparent idiocy, and then I think, oh yes, it's called editing. But I guess they liked it.
I have to talk again Saturday at the DC Home and Garden Show, but not for nearly as long at a time, so that's good; I may survive.
(My husband is a big Nerdist fan; I have probably heard too many episodes of The Thrilling Adventure Hour at this point (though it is fun, and has Nathan Fillion in it, and Joshua Malina, and other cool people) but if you search around there are lots of interesting interviews. And the interviewers are in fact more intelligent than the average. If still annoying.)
I'm still wiped out from yesterday: I did drug the migraine into submission and then I had to drive across the county in the evening (probably not safely) and do a presentation, and didn't get home till 10, and couldn't go to sleep for hours and a gin rickey. (Which is apparently what you drink on the first day of spring. Which is what my talk was about, basically (spring, not gin), so it was appropriate.) And the cat woke me up very early this morning. I really do kind of like public speaking but not when I am high on painkillers and keep having these weird disassociated moments of "oh, I didn't intend to say that. How do I carry this off now?" in the middle of words pouring unhindered out of my mouth. I wonder why it is that I can write with facility and charm and wit and usually a lack of apparent idiocy, and then I think, oh yes, it's called editing. But I guess they liked it.
I have to talk again Saturday at the DC Home and Garden Show, but not for nearly as long at a time, so that's good; I may survive.
