I'm acne free for the day. It's part of my upward swing of the annie acne pimple cycle.
Y'kow when you're on that carnival ride that's a long fire breathing dragon, or a big Viking boat.
And it swings up on one side, zooms down, then swings up on the other.
And when you get to the top and look out over the fairgrounds, you have a moment where you're not screaming, and everything's just peaceful.
Then the dragon takes a nosedive and you're shitting your pants on the way down.
We're at the top for a moment.
Not one insecurity about my skin today. Not one.
It's a Christmas miracle.
I put my mug on camera for the usual live shots for our 'newscast' and wasn't at all afraid to get up in the cameras business.
The other night I had a heart to heart with one of my photogs, not one that looks like a homeless man, another one.
A straight shootin' experienced New Yorker photog who's been there, done that, and probably has more insight into how to succeed on camera than anyone else I've met so far.
He's seen the best, worked with the best. You get the picture.
I interviewed a few famous faces and didn't turn the attention to me during the interviews.
According to my New Yorker the interview should have been as much about me as it was about them. "Get your face on camera, make the camera part of the conversation, lean into it" he said with a little Brooklyn attitude.
A great idea! Only I'm trying to hide my acne face, and leaning into the camera for a full on facial shot not the best way to keep it under wraps.
One day when I'm acne bump free I WILL do that.
And one day when I'm acne free my career will soar like that carnie dragon ride on it's upward swing, and I'll become just a bit better because I'll have that unwavering confidence I have bottled up inside.
It's in there, and soon I'll be able to let it out. But not too much because a conceited, self important reporter is an awful reporter. Trust me, I've worked with many.
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