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  • Three Parts To My Brain

    OK then in response to the thousands upon thousands of requests, (actually one or maybe two people) I’ve decided to acquiesce; to accept, comply, and submit, tacitly, or passively with regard to da harv. Translation, “This blogs for me baby”. THE SCENE: DAY, EARLY IN A TYPICAL AUDITION WEEK, AT THE WORLD FAMOUS STUDIOS (perhaps…

  • Out to Lunch

    Store OwnerThat’s a nice hat; why didn’t you buy it from me? I carry hats like that. CustomerYour door was closed. Store OwnerThe sign said out to lunch, didn’t it? CustomerSo that’s why I didn’t buy it from you. Store OwnerI was going to come right back. CustomerI was here for a couple of minutes…

  • What Gets To Me?

    I guess most of us have one thing or another that gets to us no matter how many times we see or hear about it. I mean it’s difficult for me to keep from tearing up when the nightly news comes on and we see a group of returning soldiers being greeted by wives, girlfriends,…

  • A Little More From The Old Guy Another incident popped into my mind about a visit with the Old Guy. As usual he began with a statement, which would have come across to an untrained ear as totally out of reasonable context. I had long since become a trained listener. I’m one of those people…

  • This Old Guy

    When I least expect it a guy or gal comes in for an audition and without warning brings with them a slice of life I wasn’t at all planning on. Sure I conduct my auditions on schedule; the show must go on and all that sort of thing applies, but somewhere along the way a…