As someone who makes their living hosting television shows, you'd assume I'd have no problem making a video as simple as "How to Peel a Kiwi". It's peeling a fruit for God's sake, it's not like I was trying to peel an actual resident of New Zealand.
As a professional "hosty" person this shouldda been a piece of cake. I mean, over the course of my career I've been covered head to toe in snakes, appeared in bed with Jerry Springer, and interviewed Mel Gibson.
That's a lotta snakes.
If I could do all those things in one take without a bead of sweat on my brow surely I could knock off a "How to Peel a Kiwi" video in a minute or two. I mean ... I'm a professional. And stuff.
Heh heh. Seems I was having an "off" day. I have those sometimes. This is exactly why I decided NOT to become a power-line technician.
However, being the stick-to-it, I don't care if my video sucks, kindda gal ... for your viewing pleasure ...
How to Peel a Kiwi. (the least bad version)
How to Peel a Kiwi
How to peel a Kiwi with a teaspoon. Take 4.
You'll notice the video improved vastly when I made the executive decision to not show myself in this version. Well, I showed my manhands ... just not the rest of me. I'm thinking of bringing in a professional hair and makeup crew from here on in. Maybe dressing up a bit more.
And I'm bouncing back and forth on whether or not to get fitted for a flipper.
At this point in my scintillating post *cough, cough* I would like to give a hands up in the air "shout out" to my fella who took the "Men Climbing Mt. Kiwi" shot you see attached to this post on the homepage.
I love it. Too bad it wasn't a video. Too bad he isn't a makeup artist. Thumbs up that he isn't a snake.