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Michael Cera. Two words that contain at least a sentence worth of meaning. "Mi" is Greek-Latino for "Opportunity", "chae" is American for "to the fountain", and "l Cera" is Toddler for "is where groweth a Mountain."

Michael Cera. Opportunity to the fountain is where groweth a Mountain. Now that is a person that I would earnestly devote 10 minutes of my life to if it weren't my own name. If say Mandy Patinkin's name didn't mean "Father of a grotesquely perverse very tall man" - but rather meant what Michael Cera so boldly means, I would not hesitate to watch a show called "Clark and Mandy" each week and sincerely try to absorb every moment.

I grew up in Brampton, Ontario which is where most of my neighbors and classmates grew up. We all agreed it was the best place to grow up. Every summer we would have our annual "Uncle Brampton's blueberry bake-off" where the objective was to collect and bake as many blueberries as possible, rendering them inedible. As an actor I've continually searched for the role that only I could play. Finally, one day a script came along written by two young and aspiring Interior Designers who were taking their own crack at making it small-time in Hollywood. Their names were Clark Duke and Michael Cera, and one of them was me.

The part of "Michael" jumped off the page, getting all over my shirt and most of my lap. I knew it was the part I'd been waiting for. I jumped on a plane to Los Angeles with a stop-over in Dallas where I grabbed a quick bite at the airport in the food court area, and never looked back. Meeting Clark Duke was a blessing-not-in-disguise. I'd not been in Los Angeles for five-minutes, when the good people from "Internet" were literally rubbing money all over my shoulders and face-cheeks, with alacrity. They graciously asked us to be their kings, and after little-to-no deliberation, we said "yes and you're welcome".

I've acted in other things before "Clark and Michael" and since it, and all of them have been incredible. But nothing will ever compare to getting to make something with my best friend and being able to show it to everyone we know and don't know. I sincerely don't know where to go from here. Oh no.

- Michael


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