The Firing Squad

I know it's supposedly all in your head, but an audition for a name tv director last week definitely felt a bit negative. It had more to do with the grilling interview questions than the side I read...

1. Tell me about XXX off-Broadway credit on your resume. (Bang!)
2. Hmmm...I've never heard of that theater company... (Bang, bang!)
3. Who was the director? (Bang, bang, bang!!!)

Honestly, why don't more people realize that "downtown" is hip, that downtown theater rocks! Someday we will rule the world. Someday soon! When there are no more good tv shows to watch because of the strike!

Dance, dance, dance on the grave of 2007.
There is no other way.

I like riding the subway at rush hour. I hate to pass up any opportunity to yell as loudly as possible: Getting off, getting off, getting off!

Stabbing at the Office!

I had a few days off recently, as I normally hoard days in hopes of lots of paid acting work! On one such day, I missed some serious action in our lobby: a stabbing! Apparently a man stabbed his girlfriend early one rush-hour morning. She was stabbed in the back, arms and wrists, somehow. The Post called the guy a "knife-wielding sicko" and said the lobby was "splattered with blood." Errr...Don't tell mom?