Saturday, March 29, 2008

For Becky - Big Yellow Taxi cover song

Congratulations to Becky, who won the Truth or Fiction Game challenge. As promised, I have sung her song of choice live (on video). She chose Big Yellow Taxi - the Amy Grant version. Here it is, Trish Monaco’s rendition of Amy Grant’s version of Joni Mitchell’s hippy classic.


Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Checking in with J-Land Friends

Hello my J-Land friends.  I don't know why but I feel a sense of warmth when I come post in here.  Like I'm surrounded by a cozy blanket.  This was my first online journal. I made lifelong friends in this community. Some have gone by the wayside but I suppose that's the case with any community. 

I'm grateful for those I still have in my life  - like those of you who are reading now.  And I'm grateful for the times I shared with those who are no longer around - like SloMo and Aileen who I miss periodically. They both just kinda dropped out of the community and out of my life. Both were active friends in my life as well as journal-buddies.  But what can I do?   I can't be responsible for their actions.  I only know myself.

Interesting.  That's not what I came here to write about.  This journal has a spirit of its own.

I've been working for a guy who has a few companies rolling.  I work both in his office and from home.  Plus I do personal errands (drop him at the airport, bring his Porsche to the shop).  If you saw my Truth or Fiction Revealed video (I know two of you saw it), remember when I said I walked away from over a million dollars and that I'd do it differently today?  Strangely, this feels like another chance.  I have no idea what this will be.  But I'm eager to learn.  It's such a different lifestyle.  I may need to upgrade my wardrobe.

kidding.

kinda.

I'd been having trouble getting to sleep and then sleeping through the night but I've been able to sleep two nights in a row now.  It's a drag feeling exhausted but unable to sleep.

Oh, before I hit the next blogging post I'm curious - Does anyone know the best way to post an update in ONE place that will update ALL places?  I update my personal website, this journal, facebook, myspace, twitter and the list continues.  Thoughts? 

Thanks friends.
Peace & Love,
Trish

Saturday, March 22, 2008

NO ESCAPE

FEATURING:  PiperBoy as the FeedMe Gnome and his Minion, HunnyBunny.



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Thursday, March 20, 2008

Things Change Quickly Around Here

Hello lovely AOL Journal friends.  Things are starting to take some kind of shape - other than splat, that is.

ALERTS
Before I forget, I just figured out how to read my aol/aim mail through my gmail account.  Actually, I set up all my email accounts through gmail.  Now everything goes to one place.  What a concept!

This is great news for us because now I can receive email alerts again. So if you have an AOL Journal that you want me to read, please send me the link so I can add it to my alerts!  This is most helpful with Private Journals.  I generally use Bloglines as my feed-reader but Bloglines doesn't recognize the Private Journals feed which is a huge bummer because I'm always behind. 

I make lists but my brain can't be trusted to remember to even check those lists, or remember where they are. If I get an email alert or an Instant Message, I am more likely to read it in the moment.  So please, even if you think I have it, send me your journal links.

VIDEOS, SOFTWARE AND COMPUTER STUFF
I'm starting to make some sense of these vlogging, mini-movies and music videos I've been creating.  PBX told me I should be editing on her desktop computer.  I resisted for so long.  I just like the convenience of sitting in bed, or on the couch or in the music room with my laptop.  But after flying through a couple of videos on the desktop I see just how much of an inconvenience it really is to suffer through software crashes, low memory and slow uploads on the laptop.

Not only that, but I installed the webcam on the desktop today and imagine my surprise when the audio wasn't all buzzy and fuzzy like it is on my laptop.  The video quality is still compromised in night-time light so vlogs via webcam will have to be daytime recordings.

My poor laptop.  At least there's the desktop.  Thankfully.  So much to be thankful for.

Uh-oh here we go.  I'm feeling a heap of gratitude welling up.

UNEMPLOYMENT UPDATE
So we know I've been out of work for a month. (Can you believe it's been a whole month?)  I've been low and worried and scared and broke with nowhere to turn. Seriously. I have zero dollars.  PBX is in her last semester of grad school (earning her second Masters Degree).  We're living on student loans.  Not a pretty sight.

JOB SEARCH
I sent a boatload of resumes over the weeks while unemployed.  Last week I got a call to interview for a part time office manager-slash-marketing admin.  Two totally different job descriptions for one part-time person.  The woman who organized the interview is a freelance worker for that office.  The interview went well.  We all liked each other. 

I was hired to be HALF of that part-time position.  I started last Friday.  It was unclear just what I would be doing beyond specific projects. (this could get long - let's nip this in the bud...)

In the end, I've been hired as a contractor to (get this) start their company blog.  It's a doggie daycare.  How right-up-my-alley is that?!  So I did that - just have to train the staff on updating.  Next is a quarterly newsletter.  I have to call tomorrow to get details on timeframe and stuff.

So that's cool.

BUT WAIT, THERE'S MORE
Since I wasn't hired to do the full job of office manager, I've been referred to two other people who need immediate help - freelancing (to start at least).  With prospects of future work in other marketing realms.

PBX and I had just talked about the idea of me doing exactly this!

I started doing work for someone today, from home, in bed even.  Not like that, guys. Get your minds out of the gutter.  I started some research and created business/marketing materials. 

We haven't even met in person yet.  He's a busy businessman.  Travels a lot, I believe.  I think we'll meet when he returns to LA on Friday.  So far, he's pleased with my rough drafts and preliminary materials.  We seem to be on the same page. 

I hope I can keep up.  I'm not a professional in the area of marketing.  But I've been doing my own marketing for years.  And he wants someone who's good at creative writing to make his services look and sound way too good to pass up (and you know what, they are, so that should be easy.)

Now I just need to learn more about building websites.  I can maintain an already-existing site but I don't know enough (much at all) about web 2.0 and SEO.  I'm constantly researching though, so I should be able to learn.

EXHAUSTION

I did not sleep a wink last night.  I was awake till 6am.  I was finally drifting off to sleep at about 5:30 when I heard HunnyBunny start revving up to throw up (you know that sound of like, a plunger).  I dragged my old hott body out of bed to push her out the back door.  We have a yard.  She should use it.  Not the carpet.

I finished cleaning her sickness (it was an easy one) and when I opened the door to call the kids in (2 dogs + 1 cat = 3 kids) I heard Piper doing his hunting-bark.  It's this constant, low-tone bark that goes something like this:  "ruff ruff ruff + inhale + ruff ruff ruff" and repeat with no concern for anyone else in the world.  This usually means he has cornered a critter (or he thinks he has).


He doesn't recognize my voice in these moments.  He doesn't even see the big gray feral feline in attack position, hissing, spitting and swiping claws in his face.  He just knows the cat is there...somewhere.

It's still dark at this hour so after four or five whisper-calls to him, I use my "don't make me come get you" voice -- a voice only Hunny hears (very well) and retreats to the house.  (our own cat, by the way, is usually the first to scurry back into the house during these stand-offs).  This was Piper's third incident of disobedience this week.  I had to storm to him and scoop him up.  The mean kitty had no fear of the human charging toward them.

Piper could get so hurt.  He's all of seven pounds.  And possibly legally blind.  He goes by smell - usually very well.  So then why can't he smell the claws swinging by his face???

That kept me up till after 6am.  I slept till about 8:30 this morning.  Maybe an hour more.

And now it's 1am.  I definitely need to sleep.  This entry just may take up the entire first page of J2P.  I wonder if I've ever come close to the 25,000 max characters.

Anyone remember when we only had 2500 characters per entry?

Ahh memories.

Good night all.  Remember to send me your links.

Peace & Love,
Trish

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

OLD IS THE NEW HOTT!

Almost forgot to post this here. But now that I've finally caught up with last century and figured out that I can receive my aim/aol email through my gmail account, I can get alerts again! Woohoo!  I'm a dork.  An OLD dork.  But hey, if FORTY is OLD then OLD IS THE NEW HOTT!  That's right - I'm putting SEXY back in OLD. 

(the video explains it all)



CREDITS & LINKAGE
music: I'm With You - Trish Monaco (that's me)
PRE-ORDER THE CD that features the music used in this video
My YouTube Channel
ItallionStallionette's YouTube Channel

thanks for watching.
thanks for listening.
thanks for peace.


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Monday, March 17, 2008

Live from the LivingRoom - ONE

I'm lucky to remember to update this journal.  But I do it for the two of you who actually still read me here. Love you!

This is the first in a series of videos I'll be posting called Live from the LivingRoom - acoustic versions of songs from the new album LivingRoom Superstar.

I haven't committed to an exact timeframe but I do know I will be posting acoustic versions of all twelve songs from the album.  As I do, I will also add the song to my playlist on MySpace (if it's not already on my playlist).

For more info about this song and others, please visit my website.  You can also read lyrics and more on the sidebar on this song's YouTube video link.


Saturday, March 15, 2008

Truth or Fiction - REVEALED

Just keeping things current here (kinda).

Earlier I posted a video with five statements - 3 truth. 2 fiction.  Some played. Some didn't.  I figured it's time to post the reveal (or review, since most people got most statements right)

You can watch it here or click the link to watch it on YouTube.  It's your call.



As you can see (if you view the video) Becky won.  Now I just sit back and see what punishment she has for me.  I mean, what song she wants me to sing on video. :)

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

THE SHAYCARL SONG

Okay, maybe I'm getting carried away with this whole video thing.  But this was too easy...in theory.

This video is in response to one of my new favorite YouTube personalities, SHAYCARL.  He's funny, earthy, genuine and he's got three kids.  I mean, we are so lucky he finds time to be so creative?

So his wife posted a request on his channel asking for funny, creative ways to wish Shay a happy birthday.  The winner will receive the first Shaycarl t-shirt ever given to the public!

I want that t-shirt!

Here is my video response:  THE SHAYCARL SONG

Monday, March 3, 2008

Sunday, March 2, 2008

Mirror: ONE

I know many of you don't read blogs outside of AOL (no judgment. just saying) so I'm probably going to mirror some posts (like this one) from my website journal.

Taboo Talk: Age

I’m battling some new-ish demons lately.   The subject of age has always been taboo in the music and entertainment industry.  I’ve never been bothered by age or ageism.  Of course, why would I have been?  I was younger.

So how do I keep myself honest in my journal and avoid discussing the taboo subject?  I’ve put it off long enough.  I’m about to explode.  Age meant nothing to me for the longest time.  I was unable to understand friends and colleagues in their quarter- and mid-life crises.  The older I got, the more I looked forward to the next decade.

I do remember feeling old and washed up at 19, having not become the actress I’d planned my whole life.   Then when I moved to LA at 23, I thought I’d missed all opportunities.  I suppose it was my unconscious way of keeping myself from taking certain career risks.

Oh how I wish I were 23 again.  But not as my 23-year-old-self.

Sometime around 36 I acquired ten extra pounds on my body.   I’ve been telling myself I’m ten pounds over weight.  This has been the only constant for almost four years.  No matter what I do, what I eat, how much I exercise or don’t, I’m still ten pounds over weight.  I think I’ve finally accepted the fact that ten pounds over weight is my normal weight.

Great, one milestone accomplished.

Now, what’s with these wrinkles?  Suddenly all I can see when I look in the mirror are miles and miles of wrinkles on my face - in places only a grandma should have them.  Oh how I wish I was taught better skincare.

And where did this extra skin come from?  I swear, when I smile my cheeks frown.  This can’t be happening.  I’m young, healthy, active and vibrant - with aged written all over my face.  What am I, cheese? (Oh great, my own slogan.  old Trish: the new cheese)

In May I’ll be forty.  Oh god, I couldn’t even type the 4 and the 0 next to each other.  Who am I?  Am I the same person who was thrilled for my good friends who have celebrated half a century over the years?

I know I’m not old.  I know it, in theory.

Feeling ugly isn’t new for me.  Feeling old is.  Put them together and forget it!  I am one miserable duck (no longer a duckling even).

So sad.