Two Out Of Three Ain't Bad

Buckets pour from overhead and I forded the parking lot at Target, reminding me of my Oregon Trail days. So it is understood that the weather here is just short of a costa Rican summer.

The past couple of days have been eventful. The past few weeks I have been job hunting and I applied at 22 places (perhaps more, I've forgotten)
. I jumped through some hoops at Carrabba's, applied, came back, was told I passed their personality test but, oh, we're busy- come back tomorrow; came back to find that I hadn;t taken the test, took it and was told I can't be a server but they're looking for hostesses (who get paid $2.13 an hour plus tip share-which could potentially, for want of a better phrase, SUCK ASS) so come back Wednesday to speak to Mike. So I went back yesterday to speak with Mike after getting my hair done and running around the house to find nice clothing that wasn't wrinkled and was there for a total of 15 minutes. 5 of those minutes was speaking with him. Basically he told me if I fit the qualifications, he'll call me next week. Shook hands, grabbed a large handful of peppermints on my way out, and left.

I checked my email when I got home and found that there was the Enchanted April audition at Kudzu Playhouse that I had heard about previously. I knew I had the gas and played the "Should I or Shouldn't I" game until I decided to go and do it anyway. It called for a cold reading and I was already dressed up from my interview so I drove over and walked in. I waited to fill out my form because an older woman auditioning in front of me had the only pen and whilst filling out my audition sheet, she asked me, "What role are you audtioning for?"
"Rose, Lotty, or Costanza, " I replied. Costanza's part is completely in Italian and I could pick it up quockley. Plus one of my friends speaks it fluently.

She makes a comment that basically says, "I can tell by your age you aren't auditioning for the part I am." Snotty, much? She was auditioning for the old widow Mrs. Graves. I told her I played Mrs. Graves in a scene. If I were feeling saucy, I would have told her I have a talent for being cast as old, infertile women. But I didn't want to blow my chances or come of as a bitch.

I met the directer Adriana Warner, who is the snappiest, fiery old woman I've ever met. She has big glasses, is shorter than me, and wore the stock director's hat. She was very sweet and funny. She had me read many parts (mostly Rose and a little of Lady Caroline Bramble) and at around 9:45, we all left and she told us if we were chosen, she'd give us a call between 10 and noon the next day.

So this morning I'm getting ready for an interview with Bath and Body Works at the mall when at about 11:10 I got a phone call from Adriana telling me to come back on Tuesday for call backs! I'm blissfully excited! If I am cast, this will be my first show outside of a school production. I just need to get a script before then. And I get to use an English accent. Which shouldn't be too difficult seeing as I've had nineteen years of Dad chiming into my ear.

I then also received a phone call from Bugaboo Creek asking me if I wanted to come in at 2 for an interview. Seeing as I could, I obliged. I was told when I turned it in that they weren't hiring but they'd keep me on file.

I went to my B&B interview, which was a group interview. Something I was not entirely fond of. I acted cool and collected but I really do prefer to have an interview where it's me and the boss. She said she'd call us by Tuesday. Now that I think about it, I think that a group interview is not the most formal way of handling employees. And some people she asked more questions than others.

I leave and at this point, it is pissing down outside. I drive over to Bugaboo Creek and sit in my car, smoking a cigarette while trying to pass the next half hour. I eventually go in and am greeted by the hostess, who tells me to take a seat and offers me something to drink. I ask for a Coke and she tells me they only have Pepsi products, something I have not heard in a long time (they say they're Canadian. I guess authenticity has to start somewhere). I order a Mountain Dew and sit, humming along with the tunes that come in over the soft-spoken loudspeaker. I sit for a good while until I meet Susan, the assistant manager and my interviewer. I speak with her about my past job experiences and what I'm looking for in the next job. She asked about my availability , which I told her, as of now it is any time but it may change if I get in this show. She then asks her manager to come over and speak with me. He was a little more open ended with his questions. He asked me to tell him about myself and asked me my availability too. Basically a whole bunch of business stuff. He told me they really needed a hostess so come in with a black top, pants, and black shoes on Tuesday to file my paperwork!

So now I am employed and possibly will have a show to work on as well. Things are looking up for me and I am very excited. I hope my good fortuen smiles on everyone else too. It's really rainy but, hey, as Meatloaf said- two out of three ain't bad.

The Trees Are Coming at Midnight

Four in the goddamn morning is a fantastic way to start blogging. So far 2 Cherry Cokes, a Mountain Dew, a Dr. Pepper, and roughly an entire pot of coffee have coursed through my blood stream (or are currently tunneling through my veins) and I am very very awake. Whereas I could have stayed out all night with friends, listened to bad music, and probably somehow ending up in Peducka, Kentucky, I ended the night on a high note and headed home to where the internet could perhaps prove to be more entertaining. Yay for me that it was and gives me an excuse to blog.

Nothing performance wise, yet. I have watched a few movies, though: Harold and Kumar Escape from Guantanimo Bay, Full Metal Jacket, and A Funny Thing Happened on My Way to the Forum.

H&R was hilarious, with racist slander abound and a plenty. Lots of tits and vag, to which I'm not partial to, but I'm sure the Jailbait Trio who probably snuck in and were sitting next to me and Chris enjoyed every minute of it, only to discover they had their first wet dreams that night the next morning.

Full Metal Jacket- one of my favorite Kubrick's so far. Dark humor as well as verbal abuse that would make me piss my uniform were I in the Corp. "I'll bet you're the kind of guy that would fuck a person in the ass and not even have the goddam common courtesy to give him a reach-around." Fucking hysterical. But it was slightly disturbing because I thought that maybe Gomer would come out happy in the end and I was sadly corrected. And the part where the guy has a Polaroid taken of him and the dead Vietnam soldier is a little unsettling. But all in all, the movie was great. Plus Adam Baldwin is in it and I will watch anything Jayne Cobb is in.

Forum was great because of Zero Mostel and his nasty-ass teeth. And Buster Keaton was in it. Who knew?

It;s been an eventful day of me driving Satan to hell and back to be a good Samaritan, bettering my Karma, and driving 2 automatic cars in one day, which, boy howdy, took some getting used to. I think I'll go burn one and go to bed.

Adieu, adieu to you and you and you.

Every Frivolous Whim- Proper or Im

Happy Cinco de Mayo to all you people who run blindly through any excuse to Tequila yourself into a coma.

I have now completed my freshman year in college and it has been a delightful experience. I have made some amazing friends, worked with some frighteningly talented actors, and have gained awareness of all the fine opportunities that my school has to offer. I did not attend any ridiculously crazy keggers with frat boys, I avoided the corn syrup teeth-rotting sweetness of sorority girls, and I spent many nights playing laser tag into the wee hours of the morn. I studied less than I should have and am fully aware that my grades will suffer from that. I may take a leaf out of the Puckett and Phil volumes to participate in plays, KSU Tellers, and keep my grades up by forfeiting any vestige of social life. Of course, I will also have to keep having a job in this perspective if I want to have any kind of money at all.

I did not fully get laid, nor did I wake up next to a stranger fumbling for my clothes and the door at the same time in a silent manor. I did not gain an unbelievable amount of weight. I did dye my hair red with the blood of an ostrich and plan on getting my cartilage pierced and my tree tattoo that says "Never let the weeds get higher than the garden." I think if any quote is appropriate, Mr. Waits is a sure-fire candidate.

I have performed in an amazing show and some pretty sweet projects. Like today in Performance Studies for our final we had to create our own performance art piece and ours was about feminine beauty and the horrors that girls encounter every day with the questions about how they look, dress, act, and the burdens a materialistic society drops on them. I was caked in grotesque make-up and went up to our classmate spectators and asked them if they thought I was pretty while my coy group mates snickered at my expense. All this was intentional to show that it's a pretty catty world amongst the female species.

I had my first relationship, my first kiss, and my first break-up. I had my first shot of Jager. I learned to drive my first car. Hell, I learned to drive a stick period, that needs recognition. I learned that I still enjoy writing and expressing my passionate opinions. I've learned that I get tired very easily and that 4 hours of sleep sounds right at the time but is tragically unhealthy. I've learned that even idiots get to go to college and sadly, KSU seems to be a breeding ground for idiot cultivation.

I've learned a lot and a little and reflection is healthy. I like the learning and the experience. And I will continue to do so in the next few weeks as I enter the cutthroat world of either waitressing or the familiar monotony of retail. To wherever the wind may take me. Hopefully there's a theatre that needs an aspiring actress because I could use a show now.

Hopefully I've inspired one person today. More updates will be made. Sweeney Todd is coming to the Fox in a couple of weeks so a foreshadowed update is already in the works. Good night and have a pleasant tomorrow.