Monthly Archives: October 2014


It’s been a while since updating. I wish I had a happier entry to start back on, perhaps a post mortem about Sidekicks (which finished last night) or something stupid Errol did…but I got some sudden news, and there are thoughts that need to get out. So be ye warned. Manda is sad. Read the rest of this entry

My Neighbour Errol- Comfort

Okay, so this is a bit of a lie. It’s not reaaaaaallly a My Neighbour Errol. But it does involve a conversation with Errol  AND it’s about the play I wrote with him so I’m putting it under this category. Because it’s my blog and I can do what I want!

Ahem…anyway, so this week our play opens. It’s called Sidekicks and Secret Identities, a collection of three plays about superheroes performed in one evening. Errol and I ended up doing a theatrical adaptation of our webseries.

Our poster design is AWESOME

Our poster design is AWESOME

Opening weeks…are not my friends…they are in fact the worst thing for a naturally nervous person to have to endure. This experience has been especially odd in that basically my job for the show was done two months ago, and I have no clue how things are looking so far although I do know that I like the cast and that anyone who can handle Errol’s dialogue deserves a medal.

At any rate…we’re opening. I’m extremely proud of this accomplishment, but with my personal pride comes all of the worst case scenarios that could possibly happen in a play, up to and including the audience throwing rotten eggs.

Or eggs with spiders! that would be TERRIFYING!

Or eggs with spiders! that would be TERRIFYING!

Errol has now dealt with my nerves for every one of our projects. The worst was perhaps NaNoMusical, where I was certain we would be banned from the internet by angry NaNo fans everywhere. It wasn’t until he told me to log into a chatroom and see the reactions that I was convinced otherwise.

Comforting words and empathy are not really Errol’s thing to begin with. They are even less so when he has a creative partner who has the same panic attack every time a big project is about to launch. And so these are the comforting words he offered this morning upon learning of my anxiety:

Errol: Think about it this way. If you’re right, and the show does fail, I don’t get to be smug about it.

Me: Hooray?

Errol: But if you’re wrong, then I’ll be smug.

Me: …I really don’t know how to feel about this.

Errol: But if it fails, you get to be right! And I’ll be sad I can’t be smug.

Me: So no matter what happens, I’m still going to feel bad and guilty at the end of it.

Errol: (happily) Yup! Have a good day at work!

And then he made this face

And then he made this face

But yes…regardless of the “Errol is a smug jerk” story…we have a play this week. If you are in the Toronto area, you should come check it out. You can also check out a blog I wrote for Monkeyman Productions about some of the process here. If you would like to see Errol’s smug face firsthand, I would highly suggest coming out. Wish us luck!

Geeky ramblings- Doctor Who- Kill The Moon

Things have been back to crazy busy mode this week for both Errol and I, and so it wasn’t until last night that we got to sit down with him and his kids to watch the latest episode of Doctor Who. Somehow despite the wait I managed not to be spoiled beforehand on this absolute gut wrench of an episode.

So…let’s talk about “Kill The Moon”. Oh yes, and this goes without saying, but spoilers ahead.


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Manda’s Workout Diary #6

I swear I’m just numbering these arbitrarily now. That’s what a lazy mindset does to you. At any rate, here we are! A couple of weeks later! And still managing!

 The Workout: Boot Camp and Jillian Michael’s Fat Burning Metabolic workout

Sadly, because my Groupon ended and I couldn’t afford even a discounted membership to the boot camp, my last boot camp class was last week. Read the rest of this entry

My Neighbour Errol- Pie

You know…despite what this blog might suggest, I have always considered my pal Errol a decent sort of person.

Yes, he has a love of teasing and pushing buttons. But that has always been in good fun and I have never, ever thought of him as an actual jerk.

Until last week. You see, Errol has deeply and maliciously wounded me. Read the rest of this entry