September 27, 2010

Not Even Popular Online

Hello. My name is Jordan Tudor and I have a problem.

I'm addicted to Twitter.

I KNOW. It's like the WORST THING EVER. I always told myself it was so stupid...but then one of my teachers told us to get everything in our name (even if we wouldn't use it) because if we DID become famous people could make a lot of money by registering our names...

ANYWAY.

I registered my name on Twitter and now I can't stop. It's like OH. I'm eating string cheese. I should let everyone know! I got a new candle? They should know that too! Granted, I'm not that popular on Twitter. I'm following 97 people and only 35 of them are following me back. In fact, people I thought were good friends won't even follow me. I need to learn how to have more interesting tweets....or something. Man. I sound dumb.

It just makes me feel like I'm best friends with celebrities sometimes. I mean there's Kathy Griffin on my front page and she's letting me know what her day is like...Stephen Colbert is posting about the show he just filmed. It's like we're besties!

I realize that they don't follow me, thus do not care about my day, but I can see their day! And that's neat!

Yeah. So. Twitter Rehab may be in order...just sayin'...

September 22, 2010

Southern Sushi

I like sushi. I'm not very fancy with the sushi I like though, as I just started getting into it. My sister attempted to make me eat eel once and it was an epic fail. I stick with the crab, salmon, and SOMETIMES tuna. However, in Tennessee there is this wonderful thing.

Deep fried sushi.

My favorite sushi restaurant has it and I tried it once and don't care to go back to "regular" sushi. The fish is still raw, it's just warmed up a bit. The rice is EXTRA crunchy because it's...well...fried. It's just wonderful in every way possible. However, I feel bad when I am eating it. Sushi is supposed to be healthy. I go to a sushi restaurant thinking I'm going to have a pretty decent, healthy meal. Deep frying said meal takes away all nutritional value! But it's just so yummy!!

What do I do about that? You may think it sounds gross, but once you've tried it, it's very hard to not love it.

September 16, 2010

N-Y-C

So I had a very eventful trip to New York. I auditioned for my very first Broadway show and sang well, so that's good. I learned that being a non-equity actor in NYC is kinda hard. I had to wake up at 4 AM to get to that Broadway call and I wasn't seen until 1 PM. Being Non-Equity I got to sing less than the Equity actors and I think the casting associate was merely humoring all of us. "Great job!" he said, when I was done singing. As if I was some pre-schooler that had just colored in the lines for the first time. Whatever, eventually it will get better. Paying dues is important. All of the Equity actors were older than me, they were probably in my boat when they were 22.

Something very interesting happened to me today. I was downtown with Davey Joe, Andi, and Annie. We had spent a little time at The Drama Book Shop (where one can purchase Shakespeare action figures...I want one). After convincing Andi that no, she did not need to buy a dozen plays, we decided to go get some lunch. Annie wanted Taco Bell because we were deprived of one in Chicago and it was cheap. So, to Taco Bell we go!

We are all sitting there eating out lunch, talking happily when Davey's eyes get big and he straightens up. "You guys...you guys!" All of the sudden a tall man dressed entirely in black walks past us. This would be normal except for one thing...this man has a very scary clown mask on that covers his entire face. He also had gloves on. We all stare at each other as he walks up to the counter.

"Should we leave?" Davey asks, looking around frantically.

"Um....YES you should not have to ask that question!" Annie chimes in and we all grab our food and run out the door. Two other tables follow us.

We're all so scared that we run to the police man that is a few cars down, writing a parking ticket. Annie decides she should tell him about the scary man in the mask that seriously looked like he was going to rob the Taco Bell.

Andi looks over confused, "I thought he was a street performer?"

"Andi, he was going to rob that Taco Bell!"

Annie finishes talking to the police man and he says he'll go check it out. He then proceeds to cross the street...and walk in the other direction. We had pointed to the Taco Bell...he knew where it was.

"What is he doing?" Davey Joe asks

"New York's finest...right there." I reply as we cross the street and pass a man yelling at everyone who walks by.

"I AM BIPOLAR SCHIZOPHRENIC! I COULD KILL YOU!" He is screaming at the top of his lungs. Good to know...I'm so glad that the crazies were out on 8th Avenue today. I wonder if he was yelling at the civilians on the street or the voices in his head...

I get to the airport and my flight is delayed two hours because there is a TORNADO in the city. What is up with that? NYC is NOT supposed to have storms like that! I was sitting on the floor trying to charge my phone and laptop when I noticed this big group of girls in sparkly cowboy hats in the bar across from me DOWNING shots. Lots of shots. So of course they are on my plane. They are taking pictures, screaming, and being generally obnoxious. Apparently one of them is getting married, but I don't really care. I'm hoping a flight attendant shuts them up soon...or that their window mysteriously breaks and they get sucked out into the atmosphere...

September 13, 2010

Can Santa Fit Mimosas In His Bag?

I’m in between jobs right now, so I only have old stories to tell.

Sorry!

So it has been a sort of Tudor Family Tradition to have mimosas on Christmas morning during present opening/breakfast. We like Christmas at the Tudor house. It’s generally a good day.

I have been waiting for the Christmas mimosa for YEARS. I wasn’t allowed to have one because I wasn’t 21. My sister had been 21 since I was 13! It wasn’t fair! So last year was my first Christmas as a 21 year old. I had told everyone at school that I was finally going to get my Christmas morning mimosa. It was my time. I was a big kid now. I was So. Excited.

I ran downstairs on Christmas morning very excited. When the present giving was done, I would have my prize! Everything was going as normal, the dogs were getting in the way, biscuits were cooking, my parents were generally annoyed that I had woken up at eight AM and demanded that the morning start (I used to wake up that early on my own, now I set an alarm on purpose).

However, we had one small problem. I woke up Christmas morning and there was no mimosa. My sister couldn’t come to Christmas because cancer wouldn’t take a holiday (very rude of the disease, I might add). After presents and breakfast I looked around our wrapping paper covered living room and asked my mom where the mimosas were.

“Casey isn’t here! If everyone isn’t here we aren’t going to have mimosas.”

I sat at the kitchen counter with my mouth open for a little while and decided I would make my OWN mimosa. We usually have a random bottle of champagne lying around somewhere!

Too bad there wasn’t any orange juice.

All I have to say is that I better get a Christmas mimosa this year. 22 years of waiting is quite long enough, thank you.

And no Casey, I do not blame this on you. Don’t go there.

September 8, 2010

So. This happened.

This conversation just made me laugh. So much. It looks weird because it happened on facebook chat.

Victor
ok so stressing out
12:08am
Me
why
12:09am
Victor
well i am doing the call tomorrow for avenue q, and i realized that i only have 2 pairs of pants
12:09am
Me
...okay...
12:09am
Victor
they both look terrible on me
12:09am
Victor
i have no clean clothes
12:09am
Me
they do not look terrible on you
12:09am
Victor
but they do lol
12:09am
Me
ok. are any of the dirty pants salvagable with febreeze or perfume
12:09am
Victor
yeah
they just don't fit as snug
like they are very loose
since i've worn them a few times lol
12:10am
Me
ok. well, directors don't care if your pants are tight
12:10am
Victor
i mean i don't want them gay victor tight
12:10am
Me
lmao
I'm glad you got where I was going with that.

September 6, 2010

Observations

Slowly staring to realize the important decision I made was maybe the wrong choice.

People are too judge-y and expect way too much out of me right now. Hello. My name is Jordan and I recently graduated college. I am not going to grad school right away (if at all) which puts me in a lovely state of limbo and confusion. I also have a degree that has been called fake by important family members a number of times. Minimum wage, a lot of auditions that end in nothing, and Nintendo is about all I can pull off right now.

Sorry.