Backstreet’s Back… Or just Brandie

Dust off the cobwebs, stretch those muscles, Brandie’s back!  Did you miss me?  I know, I would miss me too.  Sorry for the 2 week hiatus, but I have been away on vacation and promised myself I wouldn’t bring my laptop so it would be a TRUE vacation…  I am a workaholic, so it’s hard to actually let myself go and do some real relaxing, recharge a bit.  I have been in Miami and on a cruise to the Bahamas with my 2 best friends from home!  It was awesome because we usually only get to see each other once or twice a year, and we try to spend those brief moments in style… Too bad we were in Miami, where everyone dresses in Ed Hardy religiously.  So style was…  lacking to say the least.  You can head over to my myspace if you want to see my vacation photos…  add me as a friend, leave some silly comments!  No creepy stalkers allowed though, kthanks.

Anyway, I’m back, broke and burnt.  Which means I’m looking to pick up some extra cash on the weekends…  so someone should hire me.  I’m looking specifically at anyone related to the Bob Saget Comedy Central Roast that’s happening this weekend.  Hook a sister up, I want to work it!

I was a seat filler for the Comedy Central Roast of Pamela Anderson a few years back, and I consider it one of the best nights of my life.  As a seat filler, you basically stand on the side and when someone famous gets up from their table, you rush in and take that seat so the cameras always shoot a full room in wide shots.  I zeroed in on a table with two of my favorite comedians - Dom Irrera and Lewis Black.  I hovered nearby waiting for someone else from their table (some disinterested soap actresses) to get up and powder their noses or check their blackberries or do some coke in the bathroom.  What?  They looked the part.

One of them finally did and I swooped in on the table, my inner comedy nerd squealing with joy over just being NEAR these guys…  They introduced themselves (not like I didn’t already have whole bits of their memorized) and asked where I was from.

“I’m from Maryland, but go to college in Philly.”

Fun fact: Lewis Black is from Silver Spring, MD.  And Dom Irrera is from Philadelphia, PA.  Add to that the fact that I had just finished and LOVED Lewis’ new memoir “Nothing’s Sacred”, and by the time the girl whose seat I was filling came back, she was shoo’ed to another table by my new comedy uncles.  We sat back and riffed on Andy Dick and the other freakshows in front of us, and I have to say, one of the highlights of my life so far is seeing Lewis Black crack up at something I had said.  Nothing is more motivating that knowing that someone whose craft you respect think you’ve got it too.

The Roast ended after 3 hours and I stood up to say goodbye to two of my favorite people, but Dom shook his head and said wait a minute.  He left and came back in a few seconds with 2 passes to the Roast’s afterparty, one for me and one for my friend Meghan who was also seat filling with me.  We all locked arms and headed over to hang out and just shoot the shit for a few hours.

By the end of the night, I had plans the following week to check out Dom doing a set at the Improv and grab dinner to talk comedy.  I got some amazing advice and I don’t think he knows how much that meant, knowing such a prolific comedian would take any kind of notice in me.  I might talk tough guys, but I promise I really don’t have an ego, at all.  I get incredibly insecure because making a living in this crazy world of entertainment is so uncertain and so competitive, but I try to think back on moments like that, where I just KNOW I’m on the right path.

So thanks Pam Anderson, for having boobs that are so big someone spent millions for comedians could make fun of them for 2 hours.

Anyway.  The Bob Saget Roast.  Someone get me in.  It’s been a while since I’ve seen my buddies.  Plus I’d really like to grab Dave Coulier’s ass.