Nearly a month has gone by, and I find myself again at the keys, trying to find somethign to write about. So many things have happened since my last post... I guess that's why I should be posting more than once a month. Let's dive in, shall we?
ACTING WORLD:
I've started taking classes at ComedySportz in Minneapolis. A ten-week class focusing on character and choices in-scene. After two weeks, I've found that being on the student end of one of these classes, the ilk of which I have taught many a time before, is oddly refreshing. Just being able to sit back and take risks with other people just as nervous to make fools of themselves makes us all feel like we're instantly family. There's such a sense of "You dive off that cliff, I'm going with you" in the room sometimes that it makes me wonder what kind of capacity we're able to feel that in outside of a theatre class. Maybe if the UN took classes from CSz, then we'd be able to solve all sorts of problems. Maybe I'll write a letter to someone about this. Too bad Del Close is dead. He'd know what to do.
My one-act performs for competition tomorrow (1/27). Please keep these 11 kids in your thoughts. They've done such an amazing job with what I've been able to give them, and every show they do keeps getting better. I've very little doubt that we'll be the first CHS One-Act team to take our show to State. (Not to mention the fact that I get a bonus if we do. :) ) If nothing else, kids, do it for the sake of my bank account.
My friend Daisy seems to be going nowhere but up in her acting career. Landing a commercial gig with one of my favorite frozen drink companies, Orange Julius, and beginning a film acting class; on top of having representation with what I can see to be the three largest talent agencies in the Twin Cities, I can't help but feel both elated and a tad jealous. Maybe I should have been born an attractive woman. Thanks God. ;^)
WORK WORLD:
Can I just say... Oy. Those of you who know me or follow my blog will remember my phone being stolen a while back. Well, guess what. Somebody tried to get cash for it at my store just last week. He brings it up to the counter, and as I'm playing around with it to make sure it works correctly, I find a wallpaper that I had trasferred from my computer to my phone just days before it was stolen. Now, ordinarily, I would write this off as coincidence, but the thing is that I had MADE that wallpaper from a few pictures on Square-Enix's website, and named it "Sephiroth1." And now, here it is. "Sephiroth1" Staring at me. So, I send my boss to the back room to call the police, and they come and pick up the guy and the phone. He gets all pissed at me, telling me to tell them the truth, that he didn't steal my phone. I tell him I know that he didn't, but that he's got it. So, where did it come from?
"Uhh... I bought it from a friend."
riiiiiight. Ok. So.. fast forward a few days, I get the serial number from my phone out of my records, and call the police to verify ownership. BUZZZ. Wrong serial number. It's not my phone. I feel like a total jackass... but then I think... wait... that means that whoever stole my phone thought my wallpaper was cool and starting distributing it throughout the Twin Cities. So.. that's kinda cool, no?
PERSONAL LIFE:
I was thinking on my way home today from getting something to eat for breakfast that I haven't had a steady girlfriend in over three years. THREE years. 1,000 days have gone by without me being able to say, "Sure we can go out for a drink after work... let me just call my girlfriend..." And a feeling of sadness washed over me. Don't get me wrong, readers. I'm not bemoaning my lack of attachedness. I enjoy being single, as much as any young, lonely guy could. But, still.. there's a feeling of missing out on something. On missing out on having someone who waits for your call. Who doesn't do anything because they're waiting for you to do it with. Who feels lonely when you're not around, and and whose waist seems almost made for your arm. I don't know.. maybe I'm romanticizing the whole process, but I feel like with such a huge gap in my relationship calendar... do I even know how to do it anymore? Is having a relationship like riding a bike? Or is it a skill that must be practiced?
My good friend Biggy has begun a blog. He's quite possibly the funniest storyteller I know, and Daisy backs me up on this. I know Jeremy thinks highly of him, so if you want a good hearty soul shaking laugh, check out the blog. How's that for pressure, Biggy? He's also getting married next summer, so wish him the best for him and his fiance when you comment.
Also, I had the misfortune of stumbling upon more examples of hatred on the blog world in Jeremy's post of 101 random thoughts. It appears that "Anonymous" has come up with his own "Top ten best ways to flame a blogsite." Jeremy tells me that a response is in the works, so look for that in a grocer's freezer near you.
Alrighty. I think that about catches you all up pretty well. Hope it was worth the read. I promise not to be such a jerk about my blog in the future... As soon as my life dies down a bit, I'll post again.
Peace.
