Monthly Archives: September 2006

Mercy On Me

Despite my prolonged absence from church, I still call upon the Man of Steel for assistance in my hour of need and these days I seem to be relying on Him constantly for support.
In case I haven’t informed you, the musical that was postponed, is back on with an Opening date of October 11th 2006 at Queen’s Hall. With the minor break we took, some people got a bit sick and the rest of us seemed to have lost some weight in the process (Not me though). Now we are moving at Lightening speed and i find myself talking to God asking for extra hours in the day so that I may sleep a bit more.
Look at my typical weekday:
5:45am   – Arise and get act together so as to avoid traffic
6:00am   – I roll out of bed and try to fix something for breakfast
6:25am   – Leave Home to avoid traffic
7:00am   – I arrive at work despite living 15 minutes away from it (Damn West Traffic)
7:30am   – Log on and start answering emails through out the day
8:30am   – Someone must have a meeting this early
9:30am   – Back at desk with coffee wondering why I just went to the last meeting
9:45am   – Another Pointless meeting that could have been settled by email
9:50am   – Nod off in meeting (almost hit head)
10:30am – I am assigned some hard task due to my failure to stay awake at meeting
11:15am – On the phone with Group risk answering questions that were covered in the extensive report they got.
12:00pm – LUNCH (Bond with fellow Staffers and listen to them expound on sexual prowess)
12:30pm – Excuse myself from lunch table before I speak my mind
1:15pm:  – Return from walk into town so that i don’t fall asleep in evening meetings
2:00pm   – How the hell do I calculate this thing? 
2:15pm   – Hmmph i thought google was there to help you?
2:30pm   – (On toilet seat praying) Lord how did i get this job again?
3:00pm   – Another meeting
4:00pm   – Still working on report calculations. Still not making sense.
5:00pm   – Give up and Head to the gym with Richard ( my gym buddy)
5:30pm   – Arrive at gym…Use stationary bike as every woman is on the threadmill
6:00pm   – Begin workout
6;45pm   – Do crunches then head for home
7:15pm   – At home. Run into shower
7:40pm   – Leave home for Rehearsal
8:15pm   – Bought dinner at Subway (took two bites)
8:30pm   – Rush into rehearsal (Movement warm up has begun)
9:00pm   – This man ain’t realise yet that I can’t bend like that? 
9:30pm   – Vocal warm up
10:30pm – Blocking of and rehearsal of scenes to be tackled
12:00am – Leave Rehearsal to head home
12:30am – Get home (had to drop off two cast members on my way home)
1:00am   – Fall asleep you IDIOT!!!!
5:45am   – Alarm goes off…………………………..
Weekends are a bit better as rehearsal is now 11am to 7pm, so i get the night off to sleep somewhat. The chance of having a life in between this is proving difficult but I believe that when i am fitter and skinnier, it will all be worth it. (Boy not even I can believe that line!)
Apart from that i have been befriending a girl who still sleeps with her Ex (Yes Soap Opera Drama) in the hopes of luring her away. The other day she said that I was..get this…"Partially Her Type"
Partially Her Type???? What the HELL does that mean? Am I too fat? Too Tall? What? What? What?
Hmmmph I spoke to God on this and His take is that I keep going after things that are:
  1. Not necessarily good for me on any scale, form or fashion
  2. Emotionally unavailable to me
  3. Trouble

I concur with his assessment and vow to devote all my free time to sleep instead of pursuing "The Teaser". Plus she is on her way out of my life as we speak due to the demands of the play. Jeez, i seem to attract women that just love to play games.

SIDENOTE: Cindy, do not call me to ask about her. I will not discuss it. I know you will be supportive (as us always are) but this is a situation that will sort itself out. OKAY???? (Why do I bother she is probably dialling the phone now to scold me anyway)

Anyways…I am writing this in work right now as i got in early and did some stuff ahead of time. No meeting has been called this morning so I can breathe a sigh of relief til i hear that I may have to travel and then I will wonder how do I tell the director about me having to travel. Or even worse yet, how do I tell my new boss about the musical that I am in when he needs me to travel to some island on business during the month of October? is he going to accept me being in a musical as a valid excuse not to do the bank’s business?

So do you all see my dilemma? Apart from asking God to remove the evil troll called "The Teaser" out of my life and trying to juggle all this work, i keep thanking him for my good health and for travelling mercies everytime I drive in Trinidad. Too many accidents on the road and my Renault is only 9 months old. I can’t have my baby or me hurt in anyway.

Oh did i tell you that one of the pompeks in my landlady’s arsenal bit me? Oh yes, through my jeans. i have sworn to have the dog eliminated. The strange thing is that it doesn’t bark at me when i enter the yard, only when i am opening the gate to drive out. My landlady goes for her morning walk at 7am everyday and so if death or dismemberment comes to the pompek it will be between 7am and 8am. I know all you animal lovers are gasping but the critters are evil and must be stopped. i almost tripped over a few of them that gathered round my feet one afternoon while walking to close the garage gate. They are evil i tell you. EVIL!!!

Ok got to get back to work. i only ask that i am in your prayers as you all are in mine. Well i pray for my msn contact list. God and I know who you are and we always appreciate donations. LOL


  • Justin Timeberlake: FutureSex/Love Sounds – 3.5/5 (NOt as good as the frist but still a good listen)
  • Janet: 20 Y.O.- 3/5 (it hurts to put that rating but it is a nice album but i only like one song "Enjoy")
  • Natalie Cole: Leavin’ – 1.5/5 (this is One Hot MESS. Karaoke at its worst. Why she covered some of these songs I will never know)


  • Quincy Jones: Q’s Jook Joint -4.5/5 (Brilliant album)
  • Eric Benet: Hurricane – 4.5/5 (Tortured Soul Exposed – Amazing Album)


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Posted by on September 27, 2006 in Uncategorized


Walking on Sunshine

Again I come to you with my week in recap as these days i can’t seem to find the time to write in the office nor at home. This past week has been another slightly crazy one ranging from an anal probe to me attempting to lie to avoid doing something. All will be explained as you read on.
Monday 11th – Nothing much to report here except that since rehearsal was at 8pm, i decided to venture to the gym and work out for a while and then run home, change and then head back to the Trinidad Theatre Workshop for that night’s onslaught of musical mishappenings.  This was a bad idea in the history of bad ideas. I completely forgot that tonight was "Movement night" at rehearsal, so it didn’t necessitate me making the gym run. When i tell you that my old bones are being stretched to their limit, i am  not lying. The guy in charge of the movement class is a Dance Choreographer named Christopher. He is good at what he does but seems to forget that most of the cast has little or no dance experience, so when he goes into certian positions or asks us to kick our legs high, he is getting movement that resembles the "Praise You" Video by FatBoy Slim and a really bad episode of "Fame". His final torture selection for that night was something called Japanese Squats, where you attempt to sit in mid-air while maintaining some sort of balance and composure. This torture was inflicted on us for 5 minutes and my thighs apparently reported to my brain that I was an idiot for going to the gym earlier. Plus it mumbled something about Haagen Das ice cream being in the freezer at home and it beng compensation for this inhuman torture.
That night Haagen Das’ Caramel Cone and a litre of water was my treat to worn out body.
Tuesday 12th
This was one hell of a day. It began with me going to do an annual medical check-up for the Bank’s Insurance Plan. Everything was standard except the fact that I was informed by the Doctor that she needed to check my prostate. Proswho? When? How? was my cowardly response. Now I had had my prostate checked once before like 7 years ago and  ibeleived that the indian Doctor who made me curl into a fetal position to do it was just getting his jones on ( apparently one only checks for prostate over the age of 30 and at that initial exam, I was in my early 20s. I took the rest of the day off after that exam. Felt dirty).  This one I promsied myself would not phase me in the slightest.  i would be brave and ready for the non-consensual invasion of my anal region.
Well this female doctor was flirting with me all during my check-up. Asking questions i knew weren’t standard ones but  ididn’t mind as i tohught she was trying to keep me relaxed. She inquired about my abode and whether I am close to my mother and father etc and if i had plans to be married anytime soon. I made light fun of all of her questions and threw them back at her with the same speed. Her answers weren’t so forthcoming but then again she was close to my mother’s age so her responses would not be the same as mine.
Anyway she asked me to go nto the fetal position and she began the horrific experience:
Doctor: ( initial inspection) Hmmm well you don’t have any piles.
My inner thought: Piles….what hell she on about?
Doctor: (inserts finger as she says) Take a deep breath
My inner thought: Breath in and OMG she aint let me gasp a good amount of air!!! Where that fnger going?
Doctor: Hmmm ok there is the prostate and it seems fine
My inner thought: OK come out now
Doctor: Let me check on the other side
My inner thought: She in there too long. What she looking for ? A Hamster? 
Doctor: (on pulling out her finger) See that wasn’t hard and you are fine.
My inner thought (vocalised to her): Yuh buying me dinner later?
Doctor: Excuse me?? i didn’t hear that.
Me: You know that we are officially dating now?
Doctor: Oh really!!!
Me: Yes, You have gone further with me than anyone else in my life, so obviously we have a special bond. So What time are you picking me up for dinner later?
Doctor: (Blushing like a little school girl) Aaah Well.Well….(giggles). It’s my job and i guess patients and doctors will always have that special bond.
Me: So i take it that you are brushing me off after this little tryst?
Doctor: (Laughs out  loud and flicks back her short hairdo) Mr. Simmons you are something else. Thank you for brightening up my day.
Me: Hmmm Avoiding the question. Ahhh classic signs that you don’t want to see me anymore. No problem. I can take it. i’ve been rejected before.  Ah wel, do have a nice day doc.
She leaves the room giggling and shaking her head but not saying a word.
I put back on my clothes and leave the office and head back to work. i still feel a bit violated but i made the experience funny and therefore not as embarassing as before.
The Night The Choir Died
That night however saw me trying my best to get out of going to a Marionettes Choir Rehearsal. Now Marionettes is one of the leading choirs in Trinidad and Tobago and to be a part of them may be a very good experience. but as much as i like to sing and am willing to learn more about vocal technique etc, i just have this aversion to choirs. 
I had already decided that i would list my hectic schedule including my new job and its reponsibilities as the reaosn why i may not be able ot be an active member of the choir. On arrivng there, they heard my reasons and still made me sit down for a rehearsal. Then the Choir Director makes the big mistake and sealed the deal for me on not being part of this ensemble. She is at her lectern and she addresses te choir and annouces that the have a new choir member. Then she digs her grve in my mind, with the following statements;
GT: now our new Choir member is Phil De Thrill’s son and he real bright cause he gets promotions at his job at RBTT etc and he also was in The lLon King in Germanyso we expecting big things from him.
My inner voice: She just lost she mind!!!!! Who would want to work with me after that intro????
I was pissed. i don’t like people annoucing anything about me other than what has been approved by Me. i just wanted to join a choir and learn as my skills though to many may seem advanced are sorely lacking  and therefore I want a chance to learn like everyone else.  I excused myself 45 minutes into the rehearsal and exited over to the other rehearsal that i have a standing engagement with. I vowed never to step foot in that choir space again. Why do people do that? It is not that I am unhappy or ashamed of my accomplishments, it is just that I prefer to enter any organisation on equal footing with the rest and earn my stripes that way. What she did was to set me up so that anything I do wrong would be seen as the Lion King boy who can’t cut it in the choir. 
Wednesday 13th  to Saturday 16th
Nothing much happened for the rest of the week except that i went to a wedding on saturday and ended up sitting next to wannabes Winnie Mandela and Khafra Kambon who needed to give me and the rest of ppl on the table a black history lesson during the Dinner portion of the event. They were lucky that at the time I was eating Curry Goat so i didn’t hear a word they were saying ’cause the food was very tasty and my tastbuds and brain we having there own conversation on whether we should get a second helping or not.
BTW: Congratulations to Raefer and Charlene Weston on a really nice wedding. I know that I took pics as if I was your personal photgrapher but i just had to try out my new digital camera on the event. We will see how the pics turn out. A few of them i like and will post on my page.
Movement class again at rehearsal but this time, the bitches were in fine form and by the end of evening i was drained and all over my body hurt. Who the helltold them that i could do any form of high kick with out upsetting my groin is beyond me. Pluswe did some floor exercises that while they were good for the abs, they were a killer on me and so for  the rest of the evening i did not speak in protest of the pain inflicted upon me. Some moron suggested the Japanese squats after that murderous session and i shot them one death stare and the suggestion was recented immediately. If we had done it. The subject title of my blog would have been, "Murder Was The Case That They Gave Me". 
Anyway, the reason i am walking on sunshine has to do with the fact that the Show has been postponed until April 2007 owing to the inavailability of the orchestra during the initial schedule show run time. The score is supposed to be entirely played by Steel pan and as such getting the whole thing together and in sync with the hectic shedule of the Steelbands in Trinidad proved to be nightmarish. Other than that, the director talked about how the piece has started to take on new life and new ideas keep coming to him on ways to manipulate the cast etc. So this delay will be good in helping him achieve the type of vision he has for the production. I haveno doubt in the man’s abilities as a director as he has won the Best Director Award everytime he has been nominated for our Local Drama Awards (The Caciques).
All tihs means is that I can finally breath again and get some much needed sleep as well as work on my fitness level etc. it will also give me a chance to settle into my new job without jeopardising it by tellng them that i could not travel in October due to me doing a Musical at Queen’s Hall.  God always works things out for the best even though we may not recognise it initially. Thanks GOD. You have my back.
And how was your week?
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Posted by on September 18, 2006 in Uncategorized


One Wish

So I know that I haven’t written anything in a while but there has been so much going on in my life that i just haven’t found the time to write much or much less process all that has been happening.
First of all, I am supposed to be changing departments from Risk Management to Syndication. While this initially brought excitement to me, it is now a source of stress that not even I am ready to speak about. You know that there are some topics that not even the most vocal person is willing to speak on or even voice? Well, in my quest to be a better person, I find myself in that position and while my non-vocal stance has not caused me an ulcer nor the loss of any sleep, i would appreciate if it could sort itself out and quickly. I am now saddled with two jobs that are demanding my time equally and none is showing any indication of letting up. Strangely enough, this isn’t the problem as i welcome work. I LOVE being busy.
In the vein of busy..the weekend of September 2 and 3rd particularly September 3rd, saw me shooting a scene for a local movie called "The Ghost of Hing King Estate". Don’t ask me what the movie is really about as i got the call to go to an audition on Friday 1st September and then was told to be on set on Sunday dressed like a lawyer. I had a total of three lines and along with the other characters that were in the Court Room scene with me, we had a good time. The cool thing was that both the director and writer were on set and liked my work (well they didn’t complain or ask for three or four takes of the scene). So i take it that my acting was at least on par. The movie is to be aired on TV6 (a local channel) later this year and I am hoping that my scenes don’t end up on the cutting room floor.
To top things off, I am also in a Musical due to open at Queen’s Hall on October 6th. It is called "Once On This Island" and it was first put on on Broadway a long time ago. I first heard of this musical while in Hamburg and my friend Keith bought the CD for me when he went to New York on his vacation. So i have been loving the music since then. To be chosen to do it is still surreal to me but i am embracing it for all that God has decided to bless me with.  I still have insecurities about my singing and acting but i guess what performer doesn’t have issues. The play is based upon a book called "My Love, My Love" by Rosa Guy. I play the character called Agwe. He is the God Of Water. I am also lucky that my role doesn’t involve me dancing too much cause my two left feet would definitely do me in.  Rehearsals for this musical run from Mon-Friday from 8-11pm and on weekends from 11 am to 5pm.  This means that the process is extremely intensive. 6 weeks to get a musical up and running? Whoa…Stefan somebody obviously beat you with a "wuk stick"…
Then in the midst of all this, I had to Run to New York for two days of meetings. The meetings were like 12 hour marathon sessions with food being provided. My time in New York was defintely not about site seeing but work so it hurt that Virgin Megastore (The Mothership for a CD freak like me) was having a $10 CD/DVd sale and I couldn’t partake whatsoever.  "Life is soooo unfair". The only thing that was a little cool about the trip is that my hotel, Mariott Financial Center was located a stones throw away from Ground Zero. I tried to take some pics of it but the wire fencing around it was not helping at all. I will post the pics online as soon as I finish the roll. (Yes i am in the Stone Age, when it comes to cameras.)  Hopefully i will upgrade soon.
And that’s my update for now. My one wish is for sleep and a long nights so that i dont doze off during the day. LOL
Take Care folks……. ciao

Posted by on September 11, 2006 in Uncategorized