Oh boy, Oh Boy

I'm in-between classes now and isn't it just the worst thing? I have a class from 9-12 in the morning and then 6-9 in the night, which really isn't that fantastic if you think about it, having to drag myself off to school twice in one day. Torture, really. It's only redeeming quality is the 6-9 class is for Sketch Comedy, so it's mostly worth it.

Then again, our first class Tuesday morning is Documentary, which sounds like it would be disgustingly boring, but it's almost just as fun. Our teacher, David Ozier , is rather clever. My partner, Aaron, and I are also doing a pitch project for Doc. class about AIDS as a Government Conspiracy. So even if David was a boring old wheat crumb, I think I'd still find the class fairly entertaining.

I'm a bit nervous about workshopping my sketch at class today, because it includes themes of animal boinking, penis envy and murderous rampages. Must remember not to let my roommate read it, or he'll start blanking me. Maybe. I'm not sure if he's clever enough to pick up on the fact that one of the characters is a caricature of him. Oh dear.

Lee:: I didn't actually make the connection between my net name and your company until after the fact. Copernicus just *sounds* cool, and I looked it up. He's some type of super-cool astrological scientist, and so it fits anyways, because most of the stuff I write is science fiction. All complete coincidence, of course.



"Tapioooooooooooooca!" ~Colin Mochrie, "Whose Line Is It Anyways"

First Entry Blues

I've always hated these whole beginning, introduction things. They're usually so boring--Hello, my name is so-and-so, and I'm a writer and blah blah potatoes. I want to jump right into Act 2, and start going on about "Ohh THIS was bad, and THIS was squeaky, and, etc."

Instead, I'll tell you that my name is not Copernicus, but you WILL call me that. Or Copper. Or Nicus. Or Perni, if you're my grandmother (or have dellusions/aspirations of being my grandmother).

I'm going to write about television things, and writing things, and meeting famous people, relatively famous people and those people who aren't famous but probably should be and my cat. Mainly because I'm a writer. What sort of writer, you don't really wish to ask, but ask anyways because I'm going to tell you in spite of it?

TV writer. Comic book writer/drawer. Feature Film Writer. Monkey Novel Writer. Obscure Television Blogger-writer.

Ohhhh, it's good to be clever!

I met hollywood writer, Michael Basir, today and that was rather brilliant. He came to do a talk and I attended. I ended up being stuck in the third row to the back with a giggling brunette behind me and a guy in front of me with bad hair who blocked my view of Basir and kept interrupting to ask stupid questions. "In Hollywood, do you have to kiss ass?"

The talk was really interesting (you should've been there) and I went up to him afterwards- it was easy to tell who he was, the only guy in the hall surrounded by a semi-circle of people and a crowd of on-lookers to afraid to step closer -and got the chance to talk with him one on one. Basir is pretty smart and a funny guy, but I couldn't help but stare at him once I finally got a good look. He's like somebody genetically engineered Larry David and Harold Ramis into one person, and gave him a balding version of Einstein Hair.

I'm recently very much into the British Comedy show, "Black Books" and the exceeding adorable Dylan Moran, who plays the lead - Bernard Black, a cantankerous and drunken bookshop owner. If you haven't seen the show, you MUST! But don't watch it while in bed, because you'll piss yourself laughing and it won't be very pretty. Best off setting up a telly in the bathroom and parking yourself on the throne for the duration.

I don't really recall what got me going on British Comedy, but I think it might have something to do with a friend of mine, Liam (JD), who's Welsh and is doing a spec for "The IT Crowd", which is another brilliant British Comedy show.

I was on a bit of a Hugh Laurie kick some time ago, and he's actually British in real life. Through Hugh Laurie, I found out about "Black Adder" (although I'll take the rubber chickens being thrown at my head and admit that I'm not exactly a fan of Rowan Atkinson), "Jeeves & Wooster" which was a sort of a disappointment because it came across as "Oh look, you can see her purple leggings" funny as opposed to "british comedy" funny... and "A Bit of Fry and Laurie", a sketch comedy show in the likes of SNL starring Hugh Laurie and Stephen Fry, holds a small piece of my heart.




Black Books Quote:

Manny: Do you think I should wash my beard?
Bernard: I think you should wash it, yeah. Then shave it off, nail it to a frisbee, and fling it over a rainbow.