Vote for Break a Leg, get a video made with your name in it!

What, what, what?

Here's the thing. We badly need your help. Yahoo! has been kind enough to nominate Break a Leg as one of the top five contestants as the "Best Web Series" on Yahoo. This is a big honor and dammit, we want to win it. The competition is very, very stiff -- aside from Abigail's XXX Teen Rated Diary that's giving us a run for our money, we've got The Guild -- a good show that has a very rowdy, loud, gamer-related fanbase.

In fact, I think one of them said they were a better fanbase then you guys -- can you believe that?!

What we need from you guys is simple. We need you to vote for us. Click any of the many vote for us links that I've scattered throughout this blog or simply go here:

1. http://www.yvideoblog.com/blog/2008/03/11/yahoo-video-awards-best-series/
2. Select us.
3. Click vote.
4. This is optional. Email us (info@breakaleg.tv) your name and not only will you appear in our special thanks section for the next, future episode, but Mint will sing a song with every submitted name on the list. That's right. One song. All of your names. One video dedicated to it. You'll all be famous.

Please, please, please help us out and tell your friends. It takes half a second to vote and again, it does wonders for our exposure. Tell your friends, tell your AIM buddies, tell your family, tell your enemies -- but let's show the power of the Break a Leg fanbase.

And don't forget to send us your full names to the email (or respond to this blog with it.)

Thanks, guys!

-Yuri and the Team

Posted on Wednesday, March 12, 2008 by Registered CommenterBreak a Leg | Comments6 Comments | EmailEmail | PrintPrint
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Fan Day Blog: St. Anna Cincera - Pet Peeves

Fan Blog, courtesy of St. Anna Cincera

      I think of myself as a pretty reasonable person. I don’t watch Flavor of Love, I disagree vehemently with just about everything our current president has ever said and I’ve never engaged in an unprompted physical altercation with a complete stranger. If you need more proof of my level-headedness, then I can’t help you. But, more to my point, there are some things that even a saint like me (pun completely and totally unintended) cannot endure. The following is a list of my pet peeves. Be they petty (they’re not) or incredibly well-founded (they are), these are the things that I simply cannot tolerate any longer. Believe me, I’ve done hours of research, and five out of five Annas agree, I don’t like these things. So, feel free to shake your head in vigorous agreement as you read along. The list goes on and on but here I’ll give you a taste of my two least favorite things as of today, March 11th. 

1. Fruit inexplicably combined with other fruit

      Don’t get me wrong, I’m a big fan of smoothies, but there was a call for those at some point. Average Joes started mixing them up in their own homes and the fruit, ice, and blender markets had to capitalize on the trend, quick lest the masses become too independent. No, what I’m ranting about is something far more sinister: the “Grapple.” I went to the grocery store the other day and encountered one of these abominations. I stood there for a good ten minutes imagining a scientist so torn between the desire for grapes and apples that he took it upon himself to play God (or Buddha or that Scientology alien, whoever’s in charge of fruit) and genetically splice the two. Maybe it’s just me but “splice” and “fruit” should never be that close in a sentence. Or, maybe I’m just mad because I spent nine dollars on a case of six of them and they didn’t taste good. Either way, fruit-science is on my black list. 

2. People who use internet slang in everyday conversation

      As much as I despise internet jargon in general, it has its place: the internet. Lest you write this off as the ramblings of a bitter old woman, let me remind you, I am a mere seventeen years of age which, of course, means that I am just naturally bitter. But, honestly, if I have to hear one more 90-pound blonde freshman girl scream “OMFG you did WHAT with UR BF?” in the hallway, I will punch her in her excitable spleen. The best way I can think to describe it is a bad habit, as most of them don’t seem to realize that they’re doing it. But, a cautionary note to those of you who regularly spout abbreviations as if they’re real words, try and tone it down in a professional setting. I can’t imagine your interviewer will have positive comments to make if you describe your past job experiences as, “OMG LYKE SO TTLY BLARGH I ALMOST SQUEED.”  

      That’s it for this edition. But never fear! There are endless chasms of things that annoy me and if all goes well, I’ll be gracing your eyes will my presence again soon. Until then,

Break a leg, y’all,

St. Anna

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Editor's Note: Fun story. When we finished the Pilot of Break a Leg and were shooting Episode 2, we discovered Grapples and thought they were the most ridiculous things ever made, and because they were, we decided that we absolutely had to work with the company to get Grapples in our show (Jennifer eating a grapple? Pure gold.) I contacted the company and they responded with this: "We're sorry, but Grapples is choosing to go another direction with the company."

The question, of course, was what direction? Was grapples going for guerilla marketing? Are they planning on a wide distribution campaign which is too good for an internet show? Did they just plain ol' think they're too good for us? Or, realizing the ridiculousness of their product, did they fear that we'd make fun of their deadly serious grapple, something they were not at all inclined too?

Grapple, if you're listening -- the offer stands. Let's work together, be a team, come on guys, we'll be the grapes, you'll be the apples, let's unite.

Want to post a fan blog? Every Tuesday is Fan Blog Day where we invite you, the fan, to send us, the creators, a blog, a video or just about anything you'd like to post on our blog. Does it have to do with Break a Leg? It'd be great, but it doesn't HAVE to be. Email us your submission to info@breakaleg.tv.

Thanks!

-Break a Leg Team

Posted on Monday, March 10, 2008 by Registered CommenterBreak a Leg | Comments12 Comments | EmailEmail | PrintPrint
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New Conversation -- Mescapolitan -- is out!

Want to see David drugged, tied up and left in a forest? If the answer was a solid yes, then you should check out our newest conversation -- "Mescapolitan." And if you're wondering what a mespolitan is, it's exactly what it sounds like.

You can check out the episode in our episode section, OR you can watch it on YouTube. If you DO end up watching it on YouTube (and really, even if you don't) please make sure to favorite, rate and comment there. As that's important and gets your favorite show features which gets your favorite show views which gives your favorite show the right to say, "Over 2.5 Million Views!" in their hip new promo that they're almost done with.

Thanks, guys! Hope you like it.

-Break a Leg Team

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Jenday VI - The Bacon Cheeseburger of Life

Happy Jenday, everyone.

Well, as of tomorrow I will have completed my 31st orbit of the sun.  And I feel...not excited.  As a kid birthdays were the best thing ever: one day just for you.  The anticipation started weeks before the actual day.  "Only 3 more weeks before my birthday!"  This year I had completely forgotten about it until Monday.  Maybe that has something to do with the fact that as children we weren't allowed to do as much and parties were few and far between.  It was a treat just to get together with friends in the park and have cake.  Now, I hang out with my friends all the time and we always have fun.  So it's more of the same.  Not that that's bad, it's just nothing new. 

   Maybe it's time to change my outlook on things.  Lately, my idea of a good time has been to do very little.  This is because I feel like I've been doing so much.  I work 8 hours a day, 5 days a week, and then I generally have rehearsal or a show or a shoot or...something to do.  So doing nothing suddenly becomes novel.  But after a while the novelty wears off and I'm left thinking, "I need to do something amazing."  Which requires planning and coroboration and a lot more effort than it takes to walk down to the liquor store, get a twelve pack, call one person who is sure to tell everybody else, and then sit back and let the events happen around me as they generally want to.  And yes, that's a pretty lethargic way to think.  Also, getting this close to the day, any grand ideas will have to be spontaneous, which while the possibilities of improvized courses of action are pretty spectacular, often not everybody enjoys themselves or can even participate.  Because that's all I really want: to be surrounded by the people I love.  And not just on my birthday.  Pretty much in general and all the time.

   Which leads to the bigger question: What do I want out of life?  And the answer? Well, generally a bacon cheese burger and a couple beers do the trick.  Think bigger, man! Fame, fortune, glory, financial independence, women, cars, castles, pirate vessels, SUCCESS???  Well, sure.  Do you have any spare just laying around?  No?  But can I have a bacon cheese burger?  Yes?  Hmm.  Ok, yes, you have to work for those things.  And in my way I do.  Or at least, I work, and hope something resembling those things will come along eventually.  But am I working at the right stuff?  They say if you want to make it in tv or movies you have to live in L.A.  HELL no.  I will not live in that cess pit and TRY to make it as an actor.  I'm not really keen on packing up all my stuff and heading to New York to try and start over there.  I like it here.  My home is here.  My friends are here.  My cheese burger is here.  Right now I have relationships with several local theater groups where I rarely even have to audition for a part.  I think the last time I actually went to an audition was about a year ago and, as Yuri will attest, I am always busy with shows.  Maybe that's being a big fish is a small pond, but know what?  I'm kinda ok with that.  And when I'm not busy, I like to spend my time playing World of Warcraft or Yohoho Puzzle Pirates.  And I'm content.

   Could my life be more? Sure.  Do I need it to be?  No.  So why am I trying to defend the choices I've made?  Because maybe somewhere I think it should be more.  But then everybody shows up with beer and what status my life is in isn't so important.  It'll still be there in the morning, and I'll still be...well, working, doing, moving.  I guess the really important part is just not to stagnate.  No, wait...that is important, but it's not the most important.  It's being able to enjoy the people you love.  Because really, no matter how successful you are, they will still be those people. 

And a bacon cheeseburger is a bacon cheeseburger.

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Editor's Note: Happy Birthday, Chad!

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Jennifer's Note: Party at my house!

Posted on Wednesday, March 5, 2008 by Registered CommenterJennifer | Comments2 Comments | EmailEmail | PrintPrint
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Fan Day Blog - Sam Wood

Hey, all.

Before I post Mr. Sam Wood's blog, I'd just like to say welcome to all the new posters filtering in from YouTube. I'd also like to say that we absolutely love when people comment and post on the message board -- we love communicating with our fans and all of our actors do too (they don't all come regularly, but if you ask a specific actor a question I can get him to read it within a day, almost certainly). So, please, don't be shy, come by and say hello.

Oh, and never stop asking me to get you pregnant, it's not creepy, it makes me feel like a celebrity.

I like that.

Here is Mr. Sam Wood's blog:

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It seems like a normal day, sun shining, birds...gone from the cold. Nothing can go wrong, and then here comes this white haired (what I call a long haired bowl cut) with a cat slung across her shoulder like one of those ammo belts people carry on their chests. It was very weird. However, this was a while ago, and weird things have been happening ever since. Anyway, onto the saga.

It first began on recycling day, Jenday to be exact (copyright Jennifer John Bradley 2008) And it was about 9am. Me, being environmentally friendly had put my recycling bin out the previous night. As I opened the door to go to class, there she stood, well not stood as much slowly and strangely dragging my recycling bin up onto my property, still with the cat attached to her shoulder. When I asked her just what in gods name she was doing, she simply replied "Ain't no good no how to be leavin' these on the sidewalk. You should bring them in as soon as POSSIBLE" I emphasise possible because she had. Kind of weird to emphasise this word, but whatev.
The next time I saw her was in summer when I strolled out of my homestead once again. I met her, weeding my garden, which is strange because its very small, and the weeds are covered by this one big plant that is called whoreallycares. This time, she didn't seem to notice me, and proceeded to weed the garden in silence, except for a few mumbles and grumbles about the garden. Lets review. Old lady, not her garden, comes to other persons house, weeds, complains about weeds. There are not enough words in the dictionary.
Next on the agenda. Door cocking. Yes indeed. After one of my long classes, I was a little exhausted and burnt out. I pulled in the car, and stumbled to the house. There she stood in front of my door, pulling off the cocking. For those of you who don't know what cocking is, its the plastic stuff around other stuff to keep the heat in and keep stuff together.  Once her task had been completed, she stumbled off with the cat in silence. I was never sure what she did with it. I don't think I want to know.
Finally, sorry if I'm boring you. I was driving home one night as she was walking down the street. On the other street some young kids spent their time snickering at her. She turned toward them, and proceeded to laugh as well. Then, as she walked away, she turned toward my car and told me, word for for word. "Those boys think I have a skunk on my shoulder. Oh hoo hoo a skunk. To be honest *she leaned in close* I'm not really a skunk kinda person! After this she laughed, and walked down the street.
I see her from time to time these days. Also, every recycling day she puts our boxes up near our house. She spends her time walking up and down the street with the cat on her shoulder. I have a sneaky suspicion that its sown to her body. I hope she never dies, because then I would have to go to her funeral, which would just be cats. All cats.
Until next time, the saga continues. Long haired bowl cut and all.
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--If you want to write for the Break a Leg blog, submit anything you'd like to yuri@breakaleg.tv -- and every tuesday, one fan's blog will be published. You can talk about the show, your life, whatever you'd like, as long as it's interesting. Hell, some Break a Leg fan fiction would be amazing.
Oh, also, Sam, I'm pretty sure "cocking" is spelling "caulking" but I think I like yours better.
-Yuri
Posted on Tuesday, March 4, 2008 by Registered CommenterBreak a Leg | Comments4 Comments | EmailEmail | PrintPrint
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