Alternate title: Top Ten Questions I Should’ve Asked The Tea Party! … I may be impulsive and a risk-taker, but I also am quite good at processing events and emotions so as not to add to my Samsonite collection. The PSA I produced last week was just what my imaginary doctor ordered. But, a blog entry introducing it would detract from the final tying of a bow around my Tea Party experience. So, I’ll just let the press release do the preamble.
We were not prepared for the media circus that would sprout up around a simple, straight forward press release within eight hours of it hitting the wires. Nor did we expect that most of the facts would get so distorted by a nasty blogosphere and then be amplified by the major media outlets. But these things happened.
[NOTE: Four things need clarifying. 1) Please DO NOT call GEICO. If you read the blog carefully, you'll see I hold no animosity toward them, only FreedomWorks. 2) Some readers seem to miss the fact that I did apologize for my words. Please read carefully. 3) I was NOT the gecko or the main vo tag announcer. That was a conflation by Matt Kibbe. 4) Comments have been closed because the server can't handle it, man. Please go here to enjoy a debate: HuffingtonPost Article. We now return you to your originally scheduled blog post.]
After I finished performing the script, I stepped back from the microphone, disgusted with myself. My performance was weak, vague and just plain sucky. It’s a day where I wonder how I’ve made a living for this long doing something I’m just not that good at. Then the director switches on their “talk-back” button. The engineer and producers are laughing in the background and the director tells me I was perfect. They love me… What the hell just happened?
I like an adventure. So I followed the white rabbit down the digital hole and spent three days in an anime underworld. I had tea with the Mad Hatter (or rather Irish Car Bombs with Troy Baker), traded witticisms with the Cheshire Cat (randy jokes with Chris Patton), and generally got “wonderfully” confused with the Frog Footman and the Queen of Hearts (my late-night guides Steve [funny British guy without a last name] and Christine Ruggles [sardonic rebel who's really just a kind sweetheart]).
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