The day I found Rocky the Squirrel
Yes, the other day I woke from a nap to find a dead squirrel in my bedroom. Confession: I hate rodents! Even when they are dead it takes me a moment to get the courage to dispose of them. Thankfully, my 13 year old daughter fears only frogs so she usually takes care of them. And I feel no shame. She will be prepared to cook and fearlessly get rid of rodents once she becomes an adult. That makes her ready to live in any urban city. The death of Rocky just made me even more grateful for my amazing first experience on a television set. And despite his feet up in the air and his stiff fluffy tail, I was still on an adrenaline high from Friday. I got to film a sitcom that will air on NBC in 2015. The quick pace of television reminds me of sketch comedy, improv, and theatre all wrapped in one. Lines are written, rewritten, and direction is given at light speed. It served as a great high five confirmation of my acting abilities. And that being funny is not as easy as it looks. That dead s...