Lost the plot Upcoming Attractions!

Did you know that That Girl hasn’t been on tour or a tour bus since September 5th, 2010?

What? Seriously? Pardon Me?

Yep – That Girl who’s usually out globe-trotting has been mostly grounded for the last 365. Ok, yes, some quick pops between LA, Las Vegas, Montreal, Tampa and one super quick jaunt to Paris but hey – that’s nothing compared to previous years!

So one might ask, just what the hell have I been up to?

Well, after the last tour September 2010, I went to work for a brilliantly funny and vibrant talk show host. Yep! I actually took a real job, at a real studio and lived the LA lifestyle of a ten mile commute that took 90 minutes to drive. I ate lunch in the commissary that was nestled between sound stages housing some of my favorite shows such as The Big Bang Theory and Two & A Half Men. After work, I’d go to the gym on the Warner Brothers lot to avoid rush hour gridlock. Go home to make dinner, go to bed and do it all again the next day.

And as amazing as it was to land such a primo gig with some of the best people in the world to work with, I quickly got cabin fever and ached for a tour bus, a day sheet, a load in, in another country. I didn’t adapt well from traveling the world to commuting to the same office 5 days a week. It’s pretty sad when I couldn’t hack a real gig. It’s quite embarrassing to admit I probably left one of the best jobs because I couldn’t wrap my head around it. Funny enough, it was the job I had painted in my head as the ideal transition from touring into the real world. I was either wrong or simply just to weak to adapt.

So, I continued on to another detour of self-discovery. I couldn’t work in a real world setting – so now what? Then poof! An offer comes and I jump at the opportunity. A tour that’s not a tour. Fast forward to rehearsals in Montreal, then Florida and back to Montreal and then install permanently in Las Vegas, living in a casino hotel. My commute is one of comedy and sadness and no car required. I simply walk from the hotel room elevators across a smoke-filled casino full of drunk people gambling away their nest eggs on penny slot machines, to walk into the venue and into my production office. I live, work, eat and commute all within one casino. This is not a real world setting, but its my new world.

I’ll let you know how the story goes…………

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