The Good Thing About Bad Things.
So, as I tend to do, I worked up an entire unnecessary scenario in my head whereby I would need to miss my flight to Mexico Friday morning to make the Second City callback audition later that day and then go the next morning at 1:45 AM for $500 on a 12 hour flight that makes one stop in Mexico City where I would be arrested and held for ransom by the Mexico City police.
Luckily, I wasn't called back.
I was getting advice from people about what to do. What things to weigh when making my decision. How important is the audition? How important is the vacation? How important is the marriage? Stuff like that. I was going through what I wanted to say to the person from Second City that would call me to request my presense at the callback so that I might still be asked to come back to a later audition. I had some pretty good pick up lines for Second City: "Hey, why don't you just skip the audition. We all know I'm more talented than everyone you saw. Check out the resume', baby! You saw the audition, sweet cheeks! You can drop the formality with me. Listen, I'm gonna go to Mexico for a few days and you, you are gonna think about me while I'm gone and ultimately you are gonna decide you really want to see a lot more of me. Ciao, baby!"
Luckily, I wasn't called back.
I was thinking about how I might not have fun in Mexico if I blew my chance to come to a call back audition at Second City. Moping on the beach. Drinking the water on purpose. Crying and hugging a dolphin in the dolphin area. The dolphin then invites me to follow him to his wonderful village in the sea where all the sad people can learn to live and breathe underwater, happily.
Luckily, I wasn't called back.
But I'm still really proud of my audition. I didn't really lock up too much. I got big laughs. The only problem was that all my scenes seemed a little confrontational and adversarial. I only gave them conflict really...so that wasn't so good. But overall, I think I did really well.
I wonder if any of my friends got called back.
What I'm really enjoying right now is writing something and then coming back to the blog later to see what the blog is advertising. (By the way, if you're reading this, click the ads. I might get money. Don't go crazy though. Don't be shady.)
So now, just to see what ads pop-up on my blogpage, I'd like to mention the following things:
Erectile dysfunction doesn't suprise heroin addicted psychics!
The rainforest is hiding the secret to Area 51.
The FBI knows which pornography you're using.
Steroids in baseball are killing tsunami victims.
Okay. Let's see what ads we get.
Luckily, I wasn't called back.
I was getting advice from people about what to do. What things to weigh when making my decision. How important is the audition? How important is the vacation? How important is the marriage? Stuff like that. I was going through what I wanted to say to the person from Second City that would call me to request my presense at the callback so that I might still be asked to come back to a later audition. I had some pretty good pick up lines for Second City: "Hey, why don't you just skip the audition. We all know I'm more talented than everyone you saw. Check out the resume', baby! You saw the audition, sweet cheeks! You can drop the formality with me. Listen, I'm gonna go to Mexico for a few days and you, you are gonna think about me while I'm gone and ultimately you are gonna decide you really want to see a lot more of me. Ciao, baby!"
Luckily, I wasn't called back.
I was thinking about how I might not have fun in Mexico if I blew my chance to come to a call back audition at Second City. Moping on the beach. Drinking the water on purpose. Crying and hugging a dolphin in the dolphin area. The dolphin then invites me to follow him to his wonderful village in the sea where all the sad people can learn to live and breathe underwater, happily.
Luckily, I wasn't called back.
But I'm still really proud of my audition. I didn't really lock up too much. I got big laughs. The only problem was that all my scenes seemed a little confrontational and adversarial. I only gave them conflict really...so that wasn't so good. But overall, I think I did really well.
I wonder if any of my friends got called back.
What I'm really enjoying right now is writing something and then coming back to the blog later to see what the blog is advertising. (By the way, if you're reading this, click the ads. I might get money. Don't go crazy though. Don't be shady.)
So now, just to see what ads pop-up on my blogpage, I'd like to mention the following things:
Erectile dysfunction doesn't suprise heroin addicted psychics!
The rainforest is hiding the secret to Area 51.
The FBI knows which pornography you're using.
Steroids in baseball are killing tsunami victims.
Okay. Let's see what ads we get.
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