tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40819372011-04-21T12:23:28.160-07:00Kelly Does L.A.A description of my adventures, insights and mishaps while in Liminal AmplitudeKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comBlogger741100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-90913619609831231062009-02-07T11:04:00.000-08:002009-02-07T11:28:42.966-08:00My Big Chance with TerryI've had an extensive professional crush on NPR's golden child and creator of "Fresh Air", Terry Gross, for quite a while. Due to a touch of good karma, sharing a studio space and synchronized bathroom schedules, I had found myself face to face (or side by side at the sink) with her multiple times.Our encounters were less than forgettable...for her. For me they became Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-44542560715121252362008-07-30T07:19:00.000-07:002008-12-11T02:47:22.929-08:00My mom freaked out about rip tides yesterday. We live in Ohio. Rip tides can take anyone though. You're swimming or wading in the water or even just looking at a picture of Cape Cod and next thing you know you're being swept out to sea. I give my mom credit because when something concerns her she proactively works to fight that fear. Mom spoke with a guy at the grocery store who instructed her toKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-90747200190373835992007-03-09T09:06:00.000-08:002008-12-11T02:47:23.109-08:00 I'm AmazingI amaze myself with how amazing I continually get. I don't just stay at one level of amazing, but I burst through new layers of amazing every day. Like moving into my friend's attic. That's pretty amazing. I mean, how many people get to do that? I'm also going to be appearing on a cable talk show soon. I think it will air on channel 1249. Not many people even have that many channels. Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1155662757247891002006-08-15T10:24:00.000-07:002006-08-15T10:27:12.016-07:00Velco was invented in Lexington, Nebraska, a little town that has a Motel 8, a beef slaughtering house and since the 1950's, a velcro museum. Understandably. I know this because I was once broken down in Lexington, Nebraska. By "broken down" I mean my car broke down, but this breaking down lead to my own personal break down based on the fact that I was helplessly stuck in a town with only a MotelKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1141504485714001412006-03-04T11:45:00.000-08:002006-03-04T12:34:45.723-08:00 Today on Animal Planet Observe the Upper Classius Socialitis. Notice their movements as they go about their daily tasks. Observe their apparent disregard for one another. This species thrives mostly on an individual basis, pausing only for casual greeting and the occasional mating. The Males and Females of the Upper Classius Socialitis species rarely tend to their own young. There are surrogate Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1140388136299254542006-02-19T14:10:00.000-08:002006-02-19T14:35:27.660-08:00Argyle Socks with High HealsMy show at the Montgomery Theater opened this weekend and it was described as "So funny", "Delightful", and "Smart" by my roomate Becca, an expert in giving great compliments. She also said that I have nice calves. I don't own cows so I'm assuming she means my legs.There's a scene in The Quiet Man with John Wayne where he drags his stubborn wife (played by Maureen Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1139681109933419632006-02-11T09:50:00.000-08:002006-02-11T10:26:09.190-08:00DramedyI've recently joined an improv tragedy group. "What is improv tragedy?" you may ask. I suppose it's not so different from improv comedy. It's hard to tell the difference between tragedy and comedy sometimes anyway.Aunt Doris stood there in Aunt Connie's bedroom a few years ago. Her trip from Indiana went well. No real complications. We chatted lightly as I tried to avert my eyes away from Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1137444101761730662006-01-16T12:41:00.000-08:002006-01-16T12:41:41.770-08:00ZuZu's PetalsWe sat crammed around the phone straining to hear every little sad, exciting and emotional detail of his sandy life. My brother Ryan...Known to us as the laid-back king of hilarity and friendship...Known to them as Sgt. Vrooman.I've moved. I live 9 hours away from the home I still refer to and probably always will refer to as "home". Every time I relocate I face the option of Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1136528210961409802006-01-05T22:14:00.000-08:002006-01-05T22:16:50.963-08:00A ROAD TRIP WITH MY NEW SISTERThe trees drifting by can sense the love growSing Over the Rhine and we start to knowSimilarities riseA common theme in our eyesLost brother and love our hearts showWe ponder the sagacity in that vague sceneWhich ripens a play so unavailingSand and HarpoonReach to capture the moonI have hope that he knows what I meanGirl Interrupted, I Heart HuckabeesConversations Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1133837327651758412005-12-05T18:45:00.000-08:002005-12-05T18:48:47.663-08:00My family came to my show this weekend. I auditioned for Rocky Balboa this weekend. I ate an omlet with my family this weekend. I stood outside for a freezing hour and a half for Rocky Balboa this weekend. Celia said that she had already planned not to support another Rocky movie, but if I'm in it, she's willing to pay upwards of 8.50. If I don't get cast I expect that 8.50 to make it's way Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1132610269635945892005-11-21T13:46:00.000-08:002005-12-06T07:07:22.630-08:00Response and Irresponsibility A new novel by Jane AustenI would consider myself a moderately irresponsible person. I would say moderately responsible person but when giving myself a title I suppose I should include the dominate trait being described and "irresponsible" rests maybe at 51% on my scale of responsibility. My proudest moments, those when I feel the bad sort of "Oh good I'm better Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1130515395511082962005-10-28T08:51:00.000-07:002005-10-28T09:03:15.523-07:00"How are you?" What a strange question, such ambiguous meaning. And it's almost always asked in passing or when there is little to no time for an answer. "Fine," becomes the answer. "Great." "Good." Yet, it's socially unacceptable to shed the pent up tears. "Crappy." So do I become: lying cool kid or honest outcast? Of course I haven't ruled out adressing the question with a totally unrelated Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1129047288928659012005-10-11T08:58:00.000-07:002005-10-11T09:14:48.933-07:00I'm reading a book written in the mind of an autistic boy. Not emotionally being able to understand what makes a day especially good or bad, he has created his own system. 3 red cars in a row = a good day. 4 red cars in a row = a super good day. 5 red cars in a row = a super duper good day. 4 yellow cars in a row = a dark day (No talking to anybody).I suppose I have my own system: 3 Over the Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1127767272821924362005-09-26T13:40:00.000-07:002005-09-26T13:41:12.823-07:00"I will hold you up," said Joe."What?" said I. "Just that: I will hold you up."Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1127766561841725802005-09-26T13:12:00.000-07:002005-09-26T13:34:00.963-07:00JAMES AND THE GIANT REACHAccording to my four year old friend, James, I am a "Monster Expert". (Please do not think, however, that this title limits me to the narrow field of monsters. I am also an expert on ghosts and zombies.) The title of "expert" is derived one late-night babysitting jamborie and a rather organized (suprising for me, I know) four-step plan to conquering the fear of said Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1119929786317573592005-06-27T20:32:00.000-07:002005-06-27T20:36:26.320-07:00I want to be a radio star so that I can say all the things I'm thinking and nobody will know who I am because you can't see faces on the radio. And any publicity used would show a decoy face, one that's not mine, so that when I grocery shop people won't say, "look, there's that radio person we hate! Throw a can of baked beans at her head!"Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1119210225974407362005-06-19T12:37:00.000-07:002005-06-19T12:43:45.980-07:00People are always asking me what I do and my initial reaction is to chuckle. "I'm an actor" just seems too cliche and glamorous to describe what I do. But it's like the question "how are you?" Nobody wants to hear the real answers: My head hurts, I lost my job, I have the gout, etc. Similarly my answers about what I do can be potentially stressful for the listener: I drive all the time, I sleep Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1117133298485003472005-05-26T11:43:00.000-07:002005-05-26T11:48:18.490-07:00When did I enter a stage where being at home felt like a vacation... When my travels keep leading me back to the ones who have always been there...When I am actually able to relax and appreciate each moment? When did I start caring about the all details in the lives of friends and finding joy in their happiness without feeling jealous? When did this all happen because I feel different and it Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1116784466746749762005-05-22T10:44:00.000-07:002005-05-22T10:54:26.750-07:00Counting down the days until Ryan leaves for his final army training and deployment. I've been home long enough to enjoy family and friends without feeling the stress of limited time filled with "so what have you been up to's" and "how have you been's". We've been able to be real with eachother and just enjoy the company. Laughter has been a big part of my life since being home. There's Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1108263962540817112005-02-12T18:31:00.000-08:002005-02-12T19:06:02.543-08:00The Power of "Eh"As I sit at my computer counting down the hours until I leave the Arctic Northern, I am compelled to reflect upon the new perspectives, appreciations and languages that Canada has afforded me.In a matter of just a few days I was hired at a restaurant/pub, cast as the romantic lead in Friar Bacon Friar Bungay at the University of Toronto, and joined the cast of Tony and Tina's Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1106070476673545052005-01-18T09:38:00.000-08:002005-01-18T09:47:56.673-08:00A Phone Conversation With My Dad:
-Hey Dad! How was your business trip to Mexico?
-Oh, alright, I was nervous when the guy was 15 minutes late to pick me up from the airport. No one spoke much English and I had no idea how I was going to find him. But eventually I saw a man holding a sign that said my name.
-Oh good.
-I watched 'The Terminator' and the worst part about my trip was that Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1104963155990080102005-01-05T13:50:00.000-08:002005-01-05T14:12:35.990-08:00Today, Jonathan Some-guy-who-works-for-the-Canadian-government (This is his last name), told me that I do not need to get a work permit for temporary acting gigs. A Work Visa is only needed if I enter into an employment agreement with a company, which I am not planning on doing. This is very good news. I didn't really want to be illegal unless absolutely necessary. And even then, it wasn't an Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1103948571563101462004-12-24T19:50:00.000-08:002004-12-24T20:22:51.563-08:00* The following press release is based on actual events in the Vrooman Household: Ohio Cat Gets Revenge--Mansfield Ohio, December, 2004--Kelly Vrooman (22) an actress in PA, received a disturbing phone call from her father, Ron Vrooman (48) of Mansfield. Through the crackling reception Ron devastatingly reported to his daughter, "And...I heard...noise...water...and there she was...Snowy... toiletKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1102455795684804302004-12-07T13:16:00.000-08:002004-12-07T13:43:15.686-08:00I think the hardest part about being an actor is going to be the constant shift in community. As soon as I get to know people, it is likely that I will have to leave them. Right now I have developed relationships with Karen at the coffee shop, Stephanie at the Post Office, James at the YMCA, Krissy at the Library and many others.
On Tuesday My friend Tim Shelton and I went to the Y early in the Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1098822057257809672004-10-26T13:16:00.000-07:002004-10-26T13:20:57.256-07:00Yes, Pennsylvania is the lost Utopian Society we've all been searching for! Maybe that is not true, but it is suiting me well for now. We've started exploring the dark and sordid works of Edgar Allen Poe for our next production: Poe Evermore. I'm so blessed to be a part of the cast!
My family and Katrina and Jessica Pacula came to visit two weekends ago, and wow, was it great to see them! Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1096489439306618862004-09-29T13:22:00.000-07:002004-09-29T13:23:59.306-07:00I'm still here and alive and mostly happy! Sorry the blog has been so neglected. I have to write another press release. Maybe I'll try to get on that before too long. Until then, please accept my apology for this boring blog.
Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1096488954108378352004-09-29T13:12:00.000-07:002004-09-29T13:15:54.106-07:00So, after a long and rather painful absence from my blog, I have decided to briefly return to say that I am still living. I am experiencing so many wonderful things right now in life that I would love to share and tell stories about, but do not have adaquate access to a computer which is why this blog has become so pathetic. I apologize and wish you a good day.
Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1088697447413859162004-07-01T08:51:00.000-07:002004-07-01T08:57:27.413-07:00I wonder if our intentions as inquisitive, growing truth-seekers should be proactive or defensive. Should we be seeking to always move ahead, learning new things and creating change, or just focus on being anti-stupid? Is there a difference to the glass being half full or half empty?Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1088526827246469672004-06-29T08:48:00.000-07:002004-07-01T08:30:29.076-07:00Good news in the world:
Ice and bottled water will no longer be taxed (unless naturally or artificially sweetened). Alcoholic beverages with less than .5% alcohal (such as non-alcoholic beer) are non-taxable as well.
Press Release
For Immediate Release
Contact: Kelly Vrooman
Young Vrooman Woman Finds Car With Some Difficulty
Canton Ohio, June 29, 2004 - Mansfield native and Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1088088864530430782004-06-24T07:47:00.000-07:002004-06-24T07:55:52.170-07:00As the Everetts head to their Canadian Island escape, I will be watering their plants. Oh, little plants, please love me. I will treat you kindly.
A few weeks ago, Jeff, Jeremy and I were in a car and were pulling to the side of a country road to take a look at the meaningful surroundings. Genius Jeffrey (who apparently has not passed that stage of perception when children pull back the Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1088008483190220692004-06-23T09:22:00.000-07:002004-06-23T09:34:43.190-07:00Seth recently asked me after reading my blog, if I was sad. I don't know if I'm sad. I do, however, think there are some reasons for me to be very sad: Nate Dilyard's death, I'm moving away from family and friends, I don't have any idea how to handle my decrepit finances, Aunt Rita's cancer.
So, yes, there is some sadness in my life and some of the main factors are things I can't change.
But Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1087917171310881982004-06-22T07:50:00.000-07:002004-06-22T08:12:51.310-07:00I work as an intern at The Players Guild Theatre (PG). The term 'intern' has many connotations. Pion, student, sex scandal, photo-copier, coffee-maker...But this internship has proven to be much more than this (completely eliminating the sex scandal part). I have been given the opportunity to really learn about how a community theatre runs, to grow familiar with the ins and outs of public Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1087570036292701372004-06-18T07:20:00.000-07:002004-06-18T07:47:16.293-07:00What is the purpose of this blog? The original intent was to keep my friends and family informed of my activities and thoughts while I was living in Los Angeles. But now I'm home and can keep everyone updated without the blog, but let's be real, I don't really keep anyone up to date. I can go days without calling my parents, friends or professor/friends that I love. And in July I am moving toKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1083336140772642382004-04-30T07:42:00.000-07:002004-04-30T07:46:32.060-07:00Last night was the Communication Arts end of the year party at Malone. It was the first time that I really began to get the reality of graduating. It will bring so many things: New adventures, new friends, lonliness, distance with some people now in my life and more conversation and growth with others. I spoke to a few people yesterday who are hoping to come visit me at the Pennsylvania Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1082129345585560802004-04-16T08:29:00.000-07:002004-04-16T08:32:58.670-07:00She wanted to understand, but they scrambled the words so that her mind could only grab at them in desperation.
She wrote a powerful symphony, beautiful and honest, but had no instruments in which to perform it and no concert hall in which to sing.
Her fingernails pealed off, her skin cracked and she looked down at her hands to wonder if she would ever be pretty again.
She screamed with everyKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1080572890997954612004-03-29T07:08:00.000-08:002004-03-29T07:11:40.450-08:00Ah, long time no blog! I go through spurts (Did I spell spurts right, I don't think I've ever seen it written out.)
I don't plan on making this blog insightful. I can't really think of anything insightful when all I want to do is go outside and feel the warm sun on my face. Canton, Ohio has been delightful the past two days. Yesterday afternoon was spent with my friend Lynn Rudd and her Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1077166097531253882004-02-18T20:48:00.000-08:002004-02-18T20:50:54.326-08:00I've found that this blog has become just a release for my aggression, but the fact that I have a lot of aggression right now is probably a good indication that some things in my life need to change.
Here's something pleasant:
A friend from highschool, Danny Roemer, ran across my blog and emailed me a few days ago. What a pleasant suprise. My angry ranting and complaining has lead me to Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1075960916501437592004-02-04T22:01:00.000-08:002004-02-04T22:04:15.403-08:00Continuation of the last thought:
I thought wow, Secret sure is cool, a lot cooler then those people who had that other campaign a long time ago. What's funny is that Secret was "those other people". Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1075960802274992882004-02-04T22:00:00.000-08:002004-02-04T22:02:21.216-08:00“If you examine strength in terms of Invulnerability or endurance, then the argument that strength is sex-typed breaks down a bit.”
The early 90’s birthed an advertising campaign for Secret deodorant. The catch phrase was “Strong enough for a man but Ph balanced for a woman.” The first ¾’s of the commercial were filled with close-up shots of sweat rolling down the necks and backs of bronzed Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1074750502570649122004-01-21T21:48:00.000-08:002004-01-21T21:50:22.326-08:00So, I've noticed that my blogs are all really short. I have just come from the tropical Island vacation of all Blogs, www.thebackburner.blogspot.com, aka. Andrew Rudd's blog. If you are interested in how college Kelly has been formed, please check out this website to witness the writings of one huge influence. (Please note that I do not mean that he is huge in size, I meant his influence on myKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1074282012070735042004-01-16T11:40:00.000-08:002004-01-16T11:42:04.810-08:00Ahhhh. A day well spent. I suppose that is what I always want to feel when I lay my head down every night. A few days ago I took a few hours to paint. My room has recently been redecorated and one wall still needed something. Well, now it has a fantastic Kelly Vrooman original.
Most recent internal struggle of mine:
I hate not having a home with my conflicting interests. Two areas Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1071857593777855032003-12-19T10:13:00.000-08:002003-12-19T10:14:29.936-08:00A blog to myself:
Dear self,
I call you dear, but do I really see you as such. Rather, I fell that you are bound by so many things that neglect who you are and what is best for you. By this I am not asking you to be selfish, but I am asking you to live your life in a way that will make you most effective. Why is it that all you do is a result of what you think you "should" or "should not" Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1071588572486102332003-12-16T07:29:00.000-08:002003-12-16T07:30:44.280-08:00I am getting more and more into auditioning. I auditioned for Fiddler on the Roof with the Carnation City Players last night. I didn't really have any intentions of actually being in it because I want to do Tartuffe at Malone and possibly the Vagina Monologues at the Players Guild. Well, the director apparently liked my audition because he called last night several times to see if I was able Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1070552519725288202003-12-04T07:41:00.000-08:002003-12-04T07:43:58.606-08:00In continuation of my former thought...
So, what does it then mean to love? And is love even the best way to find moral value? Many horrible things have been done in the name of love. Examples would include kids having sex, the killing of Christ, and every song Amy Grant has made in the past 5 years... Stop...in the name of love! Decisions people make that may not be best for their loved Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1068479163225305052003-11-10T07:46:00.000-08:002003-11-10T07:46:26.530-08:00And here I am again, blogging my troubles away. Sunday morning was full of great conversation. The subject was love and worship, or worship as a resut of love. Deciding what it is that loves you will help you to understand what is worth loving. I've found that I love my schedule. I get busy and become obsessed with what is coming next. This strang and perverted love has hurt people in the Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1067100203181418772003-10-25T09:43:00.000-07:002003-10-25T09:43:25.590-07:00The Rant: A way to release pain, anger, and frustration by going on and on about something that really ticks you off but that you feel you can not control; using illogical, drawn-out speach to explain feelings of frustration and helplessness; yelling a lot.
The Rant has become a large part of my life lately. Sometimes I rant in my car to no one but myself and people driving by. Other times IKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1064501609668218872003-09-25T06:55:00.000-07:002003-09-25T07:57:29.463-07:00I have decided that instead of carrying a bookbag around to my classes I am just going to wheel around a little red wagon. I remember the days when I would tie my wagon to my dogs and make them pull me around the yard. Today this may be considered inhumane (for good reason) but then it represented my care-free and indestructable young self.
So a liitle red wagon for my books, expanding files Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1063054776890572682003-09-08T13:59:00.000-07:002003-09-08T13:59:36.716-07:00I have every intention of still using this blog whenever the desire strikes, however, I will most likely start a new blog as it pertains to my life now in Ohio and into the future. My blog of discoveries while studying in Los Angeles is infact still relevent considering I am still making discoveries about my experience and will hopefully be back out there discovering all over again. But the Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1059421946968949412003-07-28T12:52:00.000-07:002003-07-28T12:52:26.793-07:00I have attempted to grow used to the idea of being bloggless, but any true desire to give up this specific indulgence is completely non-existent. Even if my writing is entirely for my own pleasure and for the purpose of recording my thoughts, I have decided that to continue with my blog is the best decision for my well-being. I have often desired to write something down as a substitute for Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1057630365869753562003-07-07T19:12:00.000-07:002003-07-07T19:12:45.840-07:00Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-1057629872111891382003-07-07T19:04:00.000-07:002003-07-07T19:04:32.046-07:00Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-930575272003-04-22T10:29:00.000-07:002003-04-22T10:29:20.423-07:00This weekend has been amazing! My wonderful Aunts, Connie and Peggy, along with my cousin Libby came to visit. We have been running around hitting as many sights as possible! On Friday night we went to the Grove shopping Center and spent some money! Which is alwaya fun time. On Saturday we ate at Mel's Diner, walked Hollywood Blvd, went to the Getty Art Museum, China Town, and Cold Stone iceKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-924382712003-04-11T10:07:00.000-07:002003-04-11T10:07:22.246-07:00This semester is coming to a close and I have more final thoughts than I care to take the time to sort out. In fact my mind is swimming with questions, excitement, responsibility, wonder, fear... I'm sure it will be a while before I am able to say with confidence, "I have it all figured out!" On second thought, that day probably never will come, and I'm ok with that. Life's a mystery right?
Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-920101442003-04-04T15:06:00.000-08:002003-04-04T15:06:32.360-08:00Coincidence is refreshing and irony makes me laugh. In Faith Film and Culture we are studying about stereotypes and our discussion lead to the conclusion that if we are to change the Christian stereotype in Hollywood we have to admit that some of it is true. We have to own the damage that has been done. It's true that Christians have built a multi-billion dollar industry off of cheezy tv showsKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-915614522003-03-28T11:19:00.000-08:002003-03-28T11:19:20.983-08:00 Have you ever opened you eyes in the morning and craved Cartoons? And I'm not talking about when you were five. Oh no. I'm talking about after you've reached adulthood, when the responsibility hits you and all you want to do is play in your club house with your Mr. Potato Head and Barbi Ferrari. I sat down on the couch this morning after my shower (towel still on my head) to a solid half Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-911574782003-03-21T17:54:00.000-08:002003-03-21T17:54:26.593-08:00 I'm headed to the set with Nancy and this woman offers to drive us there. She's in an SUV and works along with the producers of the movie. There was a man in the front seat and we all began talking. I introduced myself to the man and found out his name was Jeff. He asked Nancy what it is she does and she told him that she cast the movie. I told him I was the lowly intern and Nancy correctedKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-910725572003-03-20T10:33:00.000-08:002003-03-20T10:33:33.576-08:00I had my birthday yesterday and while it was enjoyable for me I can not shake the darkness that has touched my heart through our country's declaration of war. I have many things to share with you all concerning the past couple of days, most of which are very funny or suprising or just plain fun to tell, but today I have limited time to share and would like to process a little more of what I'm Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-906652362003-03-13T12:23:00.000-08:002003-03-13T12:23:49.090-08:00Sorry about the slight delay in the best story ever....
So Sarah and I went thrifting at this great place and all was well except for being in a tight parking spot and having to climb over garbage. Well, after our successful shopping spree, Sarah and I made our way back to the car only to discover that someone had parked next to us and blocked us in. In front of us was a building, beside us wasKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-905446172003-03-11T13:35:00.000-08:002003-03-11T13:35:19.560-08:00One of my best stories yet...Get ready...
My friend Sarah Adolfson and I decided to go thrifting. For those of you who are unfamiliar with that term, Thrifting is an all american tradition for the college student, in which they go to a used clothing store in search for items that are individualistic and unexpensive. Well, Sarah and I went thrifing first to a place that sold clothing from soap Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-900731512003-03-03T14:26:00.000-08:002003-03-03T14:28:15.000-08:00I think that my intro to Hollywood class hurt me in some ways. When I first got here we had a week long class about entering the culture of LA/Hollywood. We talked about starting our internships and how we needed to have the attitude of a servant. Our professor told us that we were just peons. Student interns are nobodies. Ok, I agreed with that so I came into this internship with a very Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-899142992003-02-28T10:43:00.000-08:002003-02-28T10:43:14.280-08:00I'm at a point right now where I have no idea what is coming next in my life. The Lord has given everyone talent in different areas, but it gets discouraging to live in a town where everyone considers themselves the best. Even if you are the best, if there's no way for you to showcase your talent, it doesn't matter. I think I'm frustrated. I've decided that being a regular at Pricilla's, Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-896730722003-02-24T15:24:00.000-08:002003-02-24T15:24:34.670-08:00Here's a thought: God is interested in much more than religion. What we have labled as "Christian" is not the only part of this world that God is using. What ever we lable as "Buddhist", "Muslim", "Jewish", "Christian", "Hindu", or even "Athiest" --it's cool to know that God is outside of them all. I'm not saying that each religion is in it's own way truthful or correct, but what I am Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-893277792003-02-18T13:22:00.000-08:002003-02-18T13:22:00.570-08:00This weekend was our short break. I was incredibly blessed to spend the time with my friend Bryce and his family who live about an hour east of LA. I met Bryce at church in Ohio while he attended semenary out there. Bryce and his siblings were 6th generation Mormons before turning to Christ. Now the entire family, except two sisters have become Christians. I spent a lot of time reading, and Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-891090792003-02-14T12:21:00.000-08:002003-02-15T18:48:05.000-08:00First things first, thank you to everyone who was in the video I got!! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! It was such an ostentatious and delightful gift. It was the coolest thing ever! Thank you a thousand times over. You are all amazing! This week has been productive and busy, not too horrid at all. Oh my word! among the people who came into the casting office this week was Alanis "Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-888731372003-02-10T14:05:00.000-08:002003-02-10T14:05:39.193-08:00Ok, I am now on a computer that works. Let's see how this goes.
Fun News:
I am now considered a regular at Pricilla's Coffee Shop. I've never been considered a regular anywhere before and I feel like I should win a little medal or trophe or something. I was reading there one day when a homeless guy who lives in his van with his dog 'Bear' started talking to me. He's absolutley a fascniatingKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-886676862003-02-06T13:25:00.000-08:002003-02-06T13:25:23.840-08:00I just wrote a blog then my computer shut down and now I have to leave, but I wrote some really really cool stuff so I want everyone to imagine I wrote the coolest thing possible then tell all your friends about it and then I will look cool.
Thanks Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-884367762003-02-02T13:46:00.000-08:002003-02-02T13:46:56.150-08:00Happy February.
Well, that said, I can describe the events of this past week.
Katina, my roommate, and I found a Wal-Mart. This is very exciting because all of the LAFSC students have been anxious to find one. This is one of the few places that has more Nordstrom's than it does convenient 24-hour stores such as Wal-Mart. Anyway, we're all very thankful.
My internship has begun. It is very Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-881099862003-01-27T11:08:00.000-08:002003-01-27T11:08:40.023-08:00Malibu. Any former exposure I have had to Malibu was through my Malibu Barbie at that the age of 9. But, on Saturday my friends Erin, Jim, and Mikel and I went to the Malibu Beach. Well, we didn't actually find Malibu Beach because it's really hard to get to, but we found what we thought was Malibu Beach, but it was for "surfer's only". We went there anyway and had a great time splashing in Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-878706682003-01-22T16:53:00.000-08:002003-01-22T16:53:09.710-08:00I've been introduced to a largely underappreciated phenomenon: Smog. This phenomenon is what makes large cities such an attraction. Sunny California may be "Sunny California" but it is nothing in comparison to what could other wise be known specifically as, "Kind-of- sunny- hazy-grey-can't-see-the-horizon-because-of-the-pollution-Los Angeles!" This the what I call home. With out this thing Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-876945062003-01-19T13:48:00.000-08:002003-01-19T13:48:59.900-08:00[1/19/2003 1:47:52 PM | Kelly Vrooman]
I've been told that if you look like you belong, everyone around you will believe that you do. Kevin Spacey said that he used to sneek onto the studio lot my putting a hammer in his belt and pretending he was a repair man. This philosophy facinated me so when we went to be in the audience durring the taping of '8 Simple Rules' I decided to pretend that I wasKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-876944512003-01-19T13:47:00.000-08:002003-01-19T13:47:51.660-08:00I've been told that if you look like you belong, everyone around you will believe that you do. Kevin Spacey said that he used to sneek onto the studio lot my putting a hammer in his belt and pretending he was a repair man. This philosophy facinated me so when we went to be in the audience durring the taping of '8 Simple Rules' I decided to pretend that I was in charge of keeping the line of Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-875629892003-01-16T17:04:00.000-08:002003-01-16T17:04:03.870-08:00 I would like to clarify, in case my title is at all misleading, that "Kelly Does L.A." does not mean that I think I am taking this whole industry by storm. It does mean, however, that I am trying desperately to do the "L.A. thing" with out making any huge mistakes or really ticking off any powerful people. This is a crazy industry I have learned, and a newcomer has to be very humble or Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-873219462003-01-12T14:42:00.000-08:002003-01-12T14:42:28.780-08:00I'm here! After a really long flight and a desperate search for sanity, I'm here and settled in. My roomates are great. I went shopping today and got tofu and soy stuff. hopefully I will return healthier and probably a little more tan. We haven't started classes or anything yet, but we've met some of the alumni and they had great stories to tell that got me really excited about the next fourKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081937.post-871395742003-01-08T17:05:00.000-08:002003-01-08T17:05:14.546-08:00Well, I'm counting down the days. In fact I leave in 59 hours and counting. That's pretty scarey, but extremely exciting. I went out to eat with 20 friends on Monday for a final 'hoorah'. I'm so blessed to have the friends I do. Thanks everyone! My family is beginning to get anxious for my departure. Not anxious in the "Oh, I can't wait for her to leave" way, but anxious in the "I'm going Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03297963648739113549noreply@blogger.com