Those of you that know me know that I tend to “Forrest Gump” my way into certain situations. For those of you that don’t know me so well, I tend to find myself in the right place at the right time more often than not and it’s has lead to some cool stuff. This week was no different. I’m a member of a screenwriting mailing list written by Chris Soth, who wrote the Howie Long film “Firestorm”. His next project “Outrage” is currently being cast and Friday afternoon he sent out an email to the list letting anyone interested that they could audition if they were actors and felt so inclined. So I sent an email to Chris and he responded quickly and before you know it I’m on the phone with the casting director setting up an audition time for Saturday afternoon. This meant flying stand-by again, but not at 7:30 in the morning. That was a good thing since I had spent the majority f Friday with my mother who was having a cyst removed from her Thyroid (she’s ok and the cyst was smaller than expected).
My driver was heading out Saturday morning to Austin to pick her mother up for a wedding in San Antonio, but she was going to be driving my car. So I drove my driver to the airport (and she complains about mentions) for an 12:00 noon flight. I got there just under the wire and was able to go stand-by, but I had to burn 3 upgrades and go 1st class. Ok, I didn’t “have to”, but I did. Don’t judge me.
So after landing in LA, I headed to Hertz to pick up my weekly rental. Only thing was some dummy forgot to book online before the trip and ended up with a 350 Z for 2 billable days — totaling $260. To say I was not happy on the deal is an understatement. Lesson learned. I’m booking the next 2 weeks rentals right after I finish writing this.
From there it’s straight to Santa Monica Studios in a shiny 350Z to audition. I spent the flight out going over the scene and learning my lines, and my wonderful acting coach Theresa Bell was kind enough to go over some notes with me Friday after I got the sides. I think the audition went well. I was prepared with the choices I had made and when it came time for me to yell and scream I did…and my throat still hurts.
From there I headed over to the 3rd Street Promenade and walked around the shops enjoying the 80 degree weather. Yes, 80 degrees. I think 2 or 3 days last week didn’t have highs that could be added together to get 80. After some shopping, I stopped by my driver’s favorite restaurant for dinner. That is not a misprint, it is her favorite restaurant. I suffer through it whenever she wants to go. From there, I stopped by to see my friends Steve and Kristin and help them get their wireless network setup in their new house.
8:00 brought my semi-routine trip to IO West for The 313 and Beer Shark Mice shows. Due to traffic, I missed The 313 and ended up doing some networking during the other show, but did end up catching the alumni show over at Second City which was really, really good. Also getting to be routine is a trip to Greco’s pizza for an enormous slice of pizza.
Sunday started earlier than normal as my friend Page was teaching a YRG class at Equinox in Santa Monica at 10:00. I continue to be amazed at his flexibility for being 51. The workout is great, by the way. No impact and high cardio. Check out the clips on his site and buy a DVD if you’re so inclined.
After a quick shower I was off to class where we continued character work and emphasizing the exposition of the scene. It’s imperative to get the who/what/where/why out as fast as possible so the audience (and the improvisers) can understand what’s going on and it will all me as an improviser to find “the game” of the scene and the fun begins, or so my teacher Sarah says. 2 weeks left until my next show. Next week we move to another location since we’re literally right down Hollywood Boulevard from the Kodak Theater, home of the Oscars. Probably the closet I will ever get to them, too. ;)
After class it’s always race to the airport, return the car and try to get on the 5:10 flight as a stand by. This week was smooth sailing as I got on without any problems. Last week I was recognized by the agent at the gate. She looked at me funny and then commented that I was “the polite guy” she sees every Sunday. If you’ve read any of my earlier posts, you’re aware of what I told the TSA agent at DFW a month ago, but this time I did no such thing. She’s a really nice girl and always hooks me up with an exit row when I pester her for stand by flights so thanks, Ember.
When I called my driver from LAX to let her know I was on the earlier flight, she notified me that she was sick again and felt horrible. Thanks to my driver for being a trooper and picking me up even after I offered to catch a taxi home. Hopefully, I can dodge the sick bullet and she won’t be out for too long.
Celebrity sightings: Wentworth Miller (FOX’s Prison Break) sitting 2 rows behind me in 1st class. Joel Murray (Bill’s brother, formerly of “Dharma & Greg”) at IOWest Saturday night. Probably the closest I will ever get to Prison Break or Bill Murray. Also, PGA golfer Corey Pavin on my flight home.
Miles Traveled: 2,470
Total Miles: 34,580