A few things I learned after my second appearance on Kababayan LA:
- I will definitely be cutting my hair, as in like, this weekend.
- Next time I do anything via Skype, I will lean back a few feet from my webcam.
- I will never again do a TV segment in the same room as any loud pets (this will be explained further, below).
Despite the above, this most recent appearance went pretty well compared to my first appearance on Kababayan LA. I actually got to talk a bit about my blog and about Filipino food. And while Janelle and her producers could see me (upper half only, wink-wink) via my webcam, I, sadly, couldn't see the Oh So Lovely Ms. So from my end--I was only able to hear her voice.
Anyways, here's the vid:
Besides my hair, there were many other gems of unintentional comedy throughout that clip. For one, I make Janelle So hungry. It's so true. Also, there was some random B-roll footage of a turo-turo joint, random footage of a lechon being chopped up, and random footage of a fish market. All they needed was a shot of my dad squatting and reading a newspaper--TV gold I say!
And finally, I'm not sure if anyone besides me noticed, but there were some glaring occurrences at the 2:50, 3:00, 3:45, 3:59, 4:40, and 4:49 marks... there was some whistling going on in the background. Ugh.
No, there weren't any construction workers in my living room that found me particularly attractive (though they often do). The culprit of the whistling was actually our pet parrot Alberto (AKA Albirdo, AKA Mr. Bird, AKA Bird). And sadly, the Wife wasn't around at the time to keep the Bird on the hush-hush while I did my thing.
Eyez whistles while yooz works, Sucka!
I can't believe I'm revealing Mr. Bird to everyone, but I felt the whistling needed an explanation. And because there isn't a wall that separates our kitchen from our living room, any ruckus the Bird raises from his perch in the living room echoes throughout the space to the kitchen. Everytime that mother-effin bird whistled during the interview, I was dying inside. Damn you, Mr. Bird! Damn you straight to hell!!!
I thought for sure Janelle and/or her producers would stop and ask what the hell all the racket was. I for one, wanted to stop and throw the bird on the grill for some parrot Inasal. But they kept rolling, and I hoped they could somehow edit out the whistling in post--no such luck, but I think the interview still turned out OK.
All things considered, I still had fun and was glad Janelle asked me back on Kababayan LA. Not a bad showing for a pants-less food blogger and his whistling bird.