On the Eve of the Eve of Thanksgiving

Well hello there.

Apologies for the absence, after finishing this last show (my third in as many months) I needed some time to myself. And by that I mean focus on my other two jobs, my relationship, my friends and family, oh and go on a bunch of auditions. And two extra shoots, one hellish and one quite good....for the same movie. Hint: if they make you take a van to Upstate New York and say it will be a 12 hour shoot.....it will be a 17 hour shoot. Oy. But I think the movie will be good. It's called "White Irish Drinkers." Look for it, you'll see me mulling around in some scenes as I am wont to do in movies.

I have auditioned for two plays in the last two weeks and got callbacks for both, which is nice for the ol self esteem. One callback is tonight (eep), and while I think I am in good favor with the director, I don't want to jinx it. What's helpful is the character in the scene I've got is exhausted and in real life I'm exhausted from trip planning and house cleaning and general working too late merriment. So as they say, "USE IT!" and hope he doesn't think I'm just bored.

Then tomorrow morning I am off ass early to sunny San Diego for turkey, family, relaxation, warm weather, Chargers vs Chiefs (i got tickets!), and being a bum in general (a beach bum obviously).

Also I just got gchatted by a casting director. I'm interested and a bit flattered but also way weirded out. And with that, I leave you dear reader. Look to the skies tomorrow morning and know that I am looking down at you, probably because I'm so tired I can't even sleep on a damn plane.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Random.

As I leave to go to an audition in the Burg after 2 solid days of festive parties and slutty outfits and alien duct tape hands and wild passionate events, I looked at an old LJ entry from 2005.

And what stood out was that a long time ago, when Facebook was merely a shadow of its current abominable form, I made a fan group for my favorite movie of all time, "Moulin Rouge." It was called "Moulin Rouge is like sex, but less depressing." And one day as I was doing adminish things, I noticed a new group member, who had blocked all their profile information. Now this was before you could join groups from other schools. So when I saw this person's name, it could really have been no other. Yes, that fateful day Ashley Olsen joined my Facebook group.

Just thought I'd share that important story with the world. Off to show some people some acting.

Oh, and tomorrow I'm background in a movie and we're shooting in a cemetery, and our holding area is a mofo-ing CRYPT! Awesome/creepy/blasphemous.