callback

Tomorrow is a big call back for me, it's for a role in the movie Crooked Arrows which is shooting in Boston this summer. "What kind of movie?" you ask, "A student film, an independent, that sort of thing?" No a real studio movie, the kind that takes a SAG card, I imagine. Which I don't have, but if I get this that could mean getting one. But then again I'm just dreaming. First I have to book the gig, and that's always easier said than done. And then I would need to figure out the month of August, I don't know what the shooting commitment would like, or how it would interact with everything else. Still, isn't the possibility exciting? I feel it's a good omen. It was one of two auditions that Boston Casting brought me in for in two weeks, another was for a commercial for the game Madden which I know I didn't get, because that was awkward as fuck and could you ever see me in a commercial for a video game about Football? Answer: Yah dude, nah bro. Such is life. Meanwhile, the mellow portion of my summer "vacation" is ending, rehearsals are beginning, the wheel turns. The Muse goes to New York the weekend after next, wow, so soon. That's been a fun challenge, revisiting that material but with a new scene partner. I could do the same things I did in the previous production, but that'd be stupid, and not very good art. I'm taking this opportunity, or trying to, to find new things and listen, listen, listen.

Rosencratz and Guildenstern started yesterday, I missed today's rehearsal because I had my quiz but then that was cancelled when no one showed up again. Bummer. Friday I have a show with my improv troupe, yay!

Stand up has come to a stand still. But this Tuesday I shall ascend the stage at the Middle East once more to try out some new jokes. People who've done it ask me if I've become "addicted" to it yet, and clearly, no I haven't. But I admire the craft of it, and I want to get better at it for the sake of getting better, if nothing else. I'm in no real hurry, though.

That's where I'm at.