Friday, October 31, 2008

Fancy Famous Friends...


Hey - being the fun girl correspondent is hard work.... so here I am out having fun with friends... some famous.... some not... certainly fancy regardless.... and well fun!!!

Check out Shawn Pelofsky- in lights at the Comedy store in San Diego..... she's a great friend and a hilarious comedian..... she's been to Afghanistan twice to entertain the troops- as well as Europe and Asia.... so she is spreading good cheer around the world... for people who need it.... as well as here at home....


Here is her website...... check her out...
http://www.myspace.com/hahachick

Some of her funny fans in San Diego at the show..... how cool!
Do you happen to recognize this EXTRA reporter AJ..... met up with him in NYC....

That's the latest..... hope you are having fun- and enjoying your day!!!! :)

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Good Times, Good Friends....

THE BEST PARTIES... ARE ONE YOU CRASH..... AT THIS ONE I PLAYED THE ROLE OF STEFANIE MILLER... IT WAS A HIGH SCHOOL REUNION... A HIGH SCHOOL I DID NOT ATTEND.... BUT LOTS OF MY OLDER FRIENDS DID.... AMAZING HOW SUCCESSFUL ALL THESE GUYS ARE.... WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT WAY BACK IN HIGH SCHOOL.... GREAT TO HANG WITH JEFF, JON, CRAIG , GREG AND SAM... WE MISSED YOU BRANT- AND CAN'T WAIT FOR YOU TO COME HOME SAFELY FROM IRAQ..... XOXOOXOX

Thursday, August 21, 2008

PENGUINS IN AFRICA

SO I WAS LOOKING AT A FEW PICS OF ANTARTICA.... AS I WANT TO GO VISIT... AND I BET YOU DID NOT KNOW THAT AFRICA HAS PENGUINS.... THEY ARE CALLED "AFRICAN PENGUINS" IMAGINE THAT.... ANYWAY THESE PICS ARE FROM SIMONSTOWN... THERE IS A WHOLE AREA WHERE THEY HANG OUT- BUT THESE WERE IN AN AREA WHERE PEOPLE SWIM- IT WAS SUCH A COOL OPPORTUNITY TO GET UP CLOSE AND PERSONAL... SO I LEFT MY FANCY LUNCH.... AND WANDERED THRU THE WATER TO GET TO MEET SOME NEW FRIENDS.....
GOOD THING I WAS WEARING A SKIRT.... AS MY NEW FRIENDS ARE FANCY AND IN TUXES...
THESE KIDS GOT SO CLOSE THE PENGUINS WERE SNAPPING AT THEM..
SWEET HUH?
HERE IS A VIDEO.... TAKE A LOOK...

Sunday, June 29, 2008

AFRICA

Hi all!

Wanted to share South Africa Stories.... It is am amazing part of the world- stunning- and horrible- wild and free- scary and breathtaking..... a contrast of worlds colliding in so many different ways. I loved the scenery, and a Safari is a must if you can swing it....

I got talked into it by Tuomo, my Finnish friend....and we had the most exciting and amazing time.... (a few articles will be published in newspapers soon- and I will eventually share the stories...) Yeah Tuomo and I- and the uhhh Lions and Elephants- and yeah-- sleeping in a tent.... but no worries- it did have a bathroom- and I did not even mind the huge lizard I found in the shower... he/she was actually quite lovely..... hey running water and a shower.... it's all good!!

The photo above is from a township.... after meeting Sangoma's (I hope I am spelling this correctly) they are healer women who study for 7 years..... and this photo is from kids in the neighborhood who saw us taking photos and immediately joined in....

Speaking of joining in.... a few of us bought school supplies for the kindergarten in the township.... I have loads of photos... they could really use--- pencils and crayons and coloring books.... I have the address of the school- email me if you want to donate items and mail them....

These kids are the lucky ones.... they get to go to school.... The poverty I saw that day... was bad... so even something small makes a difference.... would be great to hear from you....

Oh yeah- on the adventure side of things..... you can not even image.... shipwrecks and waterfalls...... I loved the "Wild Coast"
Here is the waterfall---- just so awesome- I could have spent all day swimming in the water....





There is a wildness to South Africa.... and it extends past the animals.... a vibe in the air- an energy which is powerful and pulls you into where you are.... it's different and wonderful and truly wild.....
So of course I have tons to say.... and have loads of adventures to write about....not to mention the famous South African actress I had dinner with.... completely unintentional and well mixed in with a bit of luck of course...... so more soon.... enjoy for now and let me know your thoughts.... and yeah feel free to get in touch with me to make a difference for some great kids.....

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Making a Difference for Josh's Family

Hi Everyone,

Thanks for taking time out to read about Josh. As a writer I am speechless, this is not the way the story was supposed to go. We all like happy stories.... so the best I can think of.... is lets think about Josh's kids and help them save for a college education and summer camp- and all the fun things kids are supposed to experience..... My thought- is send a donation and have it go towards a positive and fun future for Josh's kids..... If its 5 dollars or 5000.... everything will help..... The info is below....
Thanks......
Masada


Here's the options someone could follow for donating.1. Send checks payable to 'The Josh Kadrie Benefit Fund' to my address detailed below. Anybody could contact me (763-427-0055) with any questions to Randy Kadrie11941 Oregon Ave. N. Champlin, MN 553162.Donate any funds directly at any US Bank location. They just need to inform the Bank Teller that the donation is for 'The Josh Kadrie Benefit Fund' . This is a Donation Account accessible throughout all of the US Bank System

Monday, May 19, 2008

MAKING A DIFFERENCE FOR JOSH.....

Making a difference for Josh


Hi Everyone,

I always post fun stories- and I have a few Africa ones... in the meantime-- can we help make the world a better place..... please read and forward on!!!

My parents next door neighbors 28 year old grandson is ill with cancer and needs our help.... here is his story with info how you can help... Josh Kadrie, age 28, loving husband and father has been diagnosed with stage 4 Metastatic Melanoma. This past February 5th Josh had surgery to amputate a toe and remove a tumor caused by the cancer. He had 5 rounds of radiation when it was discovered the cancer had spread to several bones, including two tumors on his legs and to his liver. THERE IS NO KNOWN CURE FOR METASTIC MELANOMA!

In the upcoming weeks Josh will undergo a clinical trial, in hopes of finding a cure for Metastatic Melanoma. Josh has been out of work since February 4th. He is the central financial provider for his family. Josh, originally from Highland Park, is married to his wife Leia and they have two children Tyler, age 6 and Morgan, age 4. Their family lives in St. Paul and together enjoy going to the beach and having backyard bonfires.

Here's the options someone could follow for donating.1. Send checks payable to 'The Josh Kadrie Benefit Fund' to my address detailed below. Anybody could contact me (763-427-0055) with any questions to Randy Kadrie11941 Oregon Ave. N. Champlin, MN 553162.

Donate any funds directly at any US Bank location. They just need to inform the Bank Teller that the donation is for 'The Josh Kadrie Benefit Fund' . This is a Donation Account accessible throughout all of the US Bank SystemThanks for taking time out!!! Please post this to all your friends...

Masada

Sunday, May 4, 2008


AFRICA.... WHERE DOES ONE BEGIN WITH THE STORIES..... PERHAPS WITH A PHOTO OR TWO.... AND A PET ZEBRA- SEEMS NORMAL.... WHO KNEW???... WHAT A COUNTRY.... MORE TO COME.... LIFE IS AN ADVENTURE....AND A FUN ONE TOO!

Monday, January 14, 2008

Surfing Adventures...


I find it is always good to try something new.... I think it is good to have a few challanges that make make you feel alive.... don't get me wrong- lots of things are scary.... that is until you try them.... and sometimes I find... they turn out to be super fun... plus- you never know who you meet along the way..... I love surfing.... but you know- it's one step at a time....or one wave..... but it's all good.... happy reading! Let me know your thoughts!


It’s true. I woke up one morning in sunny Scottsdale, Arizona, a land locked state, and decided I wanted to learn how to surf. Perhaps it was the summers I spent as a kid on the beach in Tel-Aviv- swimming for hours in the warm water… or maybe it was wandering around Australia and New Zealand for a few months and absorbing the surf culture and watching people ride the waves.

I immediately called a friend, who lives blocks away from the beach in San Diego. Within moments, I arranged a place to stay and had a plane ticket in hand. I needed to prepare mentally and physically; I swam a half a mile every other day and before going to sleep I imagined myself surfing. Growing up I was a figure skater, and visualization is always helpful.

The big surf day arrived. A friend from graduate school, Nancy, came with me to be my cheerleader and watch my first attempts. I walked into the Surf Shop and found the least attractive surf instructor, yes the least attractive, simply because I wanted to learn how to surf and not be distracted. Another friend, Zar, laughed and said, “You’re too intense and focused to be a surfer.” But my theory worked. I was able to focus on his words and on the waves.

Whenever I try something new, I’m excited but nervous. My main concern was the water temperature, would it be really cold? Would a wet suit keep me from turning blue and freezing?

The lesson started with a brief history of surfing and a discussion of surf etiquette. We walked to the beach, where I learned how to carry my surfboard; balancing it on my head. Then for twenty minutes, I practiced on the sand learning how to stand up on the board.

“Hmm, not bad, not as cold as it looks,” I thought as the grey-blue water touched my toes. Once we were in deep enough water, my instructor helped me turn the board around. I saw Nancy watching from the shore. She waved and cheered me on. Within five tries, I was up on my board standing, if only for a brief few seconds, it was exhilarating.

My instructor yelled out when to stand up. After a few more tries I was solidly up standing, and more importantly I understood the feeling. I was hooked. By the end of the session, I was talking to myself out loud—telling myself when to get up and how to stand. Luckily, the waves drown out my words and no one could hear me talking to myself.

A new passion set in. The next day I took another lesson. The third day, I braved the waves on my own, except I had made some new surfing friends, also first timers. It was a little scary being without a teacher. But I managed fine. There’s a timing with waves to know when to stand up and how to maneuver on the board. Understanding the rhythm of the water and how to work with it, is the only way to succeed on a surfboard.

A few weeks later, I roped two of my girlfriends in Los Angeles into going to the beach with me…Little did they know they would be schlepping me to surf shops in Manhattan beach as well as to Malibu with 8 foot long boards hanging out of their car.

Catching a wave is addicting, it’s like harnessing the wind and flying over the water. Don’t get me wrong, for all the waves I caught, there were lots of nose plants in the water, it wasn’t always magic.

A few weeks later, I flew to Israel, most people would be excited to visit historical sites, but, I couldn’t wait to find a surf-shop. Upon my arrival, the Tel-Aviv beach claimed the world’s flattest water. I swear I had entered a wave free zone. No matter, I waited it out and swam daily until finally the waves arrived. I immediately headed to the surf shop.

The guy who owns the shop was the surf champion of Israel. He helped me find a board, and his brother was on his way to the beach so he invited me to go catch some waves with him.

I lathered on the sunscreen, no wetsuit needed, the water was warm. I sat on my board staring into the endless ocean. As a wave approached, I got ready. I noticed my fellow surfers. We were all united with the same goal, the same dream. We were all in search of the perfect wave.


Masada Siegel, otherwise known as Fun Girl Correspondent is a freelance writer in Scottsdale, Arizona and can be reached at fungirlcorrespondent@gmail.com

Wednesday, January 2, 2008

Happy 2008!!!!!


This year will be filled with wacky- random- most importantly fun.... and lookout for a travel adventure that is coming up soon.... will tell you more as details become available.... Reach for the stars.... at the very least Jump out of a plane this year..... I did with "Nzone" in Queenstown New Zealand........Go for it in 08- Lets make this the Greatest Year Ever!!!

Here's a NEW ZEALAND Story....


A breathtaking view

I am petrified of heights. So why did I willingly hurl myself out of a perfectly good airplane at 12,000 ft. above the earth? In my wildest dreams and nightmares I never imagined I would skydive. So what happened? I was traveling in Queenstown, New Zealand with a crowd of Australians, who can make anything dangerous seem like a walk in the park. They managed to convince me this would be the ultimate way to face my fear. And what better place to do it, then the adrenaline capital of the world?

The night before I was scheduled to jump, I tossed and turned and prayed for a rainy cloudy day. I awoke that morning to a beautiful sunny day. I tried to enjoy my breakfast as I was completely convinced it would be my last one ever. This fear was only exacerbated when I walked into the Nzone Skydive shop in Queenstown and literally signed my life away. The first line on the paperwork read something like this; you do realize you could die doing this activity. My friend Nikki and I looked at one another in amazement. We asked one another, “what the hell are we thinking?” Luckily, our friend Dave, who was also jumping put his arms around us and said, with his endearing Australian accent, “you'll be fine, it'll be great!"

I signed up for both the video and photos. After all, didn't I need to record those moments when I completely lost my marbles? Half an hour later we were driven out to the field. The location was spectacular, huge mountains surrounding aqua blue Lake Wakatipu. We piled out of the van onto a grassy field with a small building and what seemed to be a very small airplane.

Before I got suited up I ran to the bathroom at least four times. I was shaking from the inside out. Once we were in all our gear, my instructor introduced himself. His name was Scott. As my brain was frozen, I immediately called him Dave. He gave us maybe 10 minutes of instructions. It was simple, rest your head on your instructors shoulder and hold onto your straps until the
instructor taps you to let go. The rest was even easier, make sure to look up at the camera after falling out of the airplane so the photographer gets your face and not just the top of your head.

Nicole was my photographer and would be jumping with me. She showed me the video camera attached to her helmet and then explained she would use her tongue to click on a mechanism to take the photos. She the other two photographers climbed on the plane with all of us. Nikki and I looked at one another in horror. We were really doing this. Everyone else was relaxed and joking around. I sat in front of Scott, squeezing his hands, wondering when and if he was ever going to attach himself to me. When I let go of his fingers he did and I felt a somewhat less tense.

The plane flew higher and higher and the snow-covered mountains got smaller and smaller. White puffy clouds were everywhere.

My mind was racing, and despite the smile on my face, my fists were clenched. And that's when I decided to take charge of my fear. "No more thinking." I told myself. I focused on the beautiful view. I thought, “I've committed to this craziness and there is no turning back.” I was still scared, but changing my outlook and relaxing made all the difference.

Scott checked his altimeter; it read, 12,000 feet. Before I knew what was going on the door to the plane was open. Dave, his instructor and camerawoman jumped out of the plane.


My heart fell into my stomach. The plane lifted higher with the loss of all that additional weight. Seconds later, Nikki, her instructor and camerawoman flew out the door. I watched my friends disappear into the clouds below. Now, I knew, it was really over.

Scott and I moved to the door and got into position, Nicole was already outside the plane holding on to the side and recording my every move.

"Okay Masada", I thought to myself. “Smile. It might be the last time you ever do.“ I leaned out of the plane looked up and smiled. Then I looked down and totally freaked. Every bad word I know came flying out of my mouth. A second later I was falling. The first 10 seconds out of the airplane, every fiber of my being was completely convinced my life was over, and I hated every second. Instinctively I wanted to reach for something to hold onto but I couldn't. There was nothing between the earth and myself except for the clouds.

We were spinning, doing 360’s when a bumblebee swooped up in my face. Nicole was right in front of me waving. Now I smiled. It was easy, because the wind was pushing the corners of my lips up and I had let go of my fear. What was strange was I realized I didn't feel like I was falling. In fact, all I felt was ultimate freedom. There was nothing around me, but the wind. As I fell through the clouds towards the earth. I couldn't help but marvel at the beauty all around me. Now with every fiber of my being I loved how I felt. The 45 seconds of freefall was nearly over and Scott put his hand on my forehead and leaned me back into his shoulder and opened the parachute.

A second later instead of falling, I found myself floating back to earth. The view was breathtaking and then I realized that all that connected me to Scott and the parachute were a few metal clips. Suddenly, the earth looked very far away so I wrapped my arms under his legs. After a few seconds I let go and took a deep breath. I relaxed and listened to the wind and watched the patches of blue and green get closer and closer. The silence of the wind was magnificent.

We gently landed in the grassy field where we had taken off from and Nicole was right there interviewing me on how I felt. I was shocked, excited, amazed and still trying to comprehend what I just done. Nikki ran over to me, hugged me and Dave bounded over and joined in the celebration. None of us could wipe the smiles off our faces. Even now I still can't. After all, facing my fears and conquering them, turned out to be a lot more fun than I ever would have guessed.
NZONE LINK!!!!

Newbie Blogger

Another sunny gorgeous day here in one of the most beautiful places on the planet. I have lots to say.... and am just starting out with this whole blog biz.... so any advice on how to muddle my way thru- and spread the word of fun..... well you would make my day- and in turn- I plan on sharing my fun adventures.....

So here goes- wish me luck..... and I promise.... I will tell you more.... about my world, and about trying new things.... like learning to surf, skydiving, interviewing famous people and how silly some of them can be....

Because you see.... I interview and I write.... and here might just be a place to tell you what I think......

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