Oh frabjous day! Callooh! Callay! I got a job doing V/O for a cartoon that will air on Sesame Street next season.
I auditioned on my MacBook using standard software in the early hours, pressed record between the barks of the neighbor's dog and figured out how to convert the files to the right format.
I won't give away the premise of the piece, but trust me, it's fun and I was desperate to get it, especially because the company producing it is just too cool, doing incredibly slick and smart children's entertainment for on-air, online and more.
I love technology because it has allowed me to work from home and now allows me to snag highly exciting gigs outta the home, from home. Lemme tell ya, working from home is no party -- you work harder to prove you aren't eating bon-bons and napping all day. And I'm not working from home because I'm an anti-social shut-in. Far from it.
But if I must leave the house, it should only be for an opportunity to wear long gloves, perform in a boa, or drink frozen things on a verdant rooftop.
Don't you agree?
