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No Sleep Til...| | I'm so very tired that I shouldn't be blogging right now, but I thought I'd take a moment to let everyone know what the hell is going on with me. I also wanted to take the time to document everything that is happening to me right now, because I know that in a few hours things are going to blur...
Friday
So first of all, there were a couple of things that happened last weekend, that I didn't get to cover in pictures. Last Friday night was Dave J. Lee's birthday. He's 30-something now. We seriously lost track after 30. But anyway, he wanted to do something classic and silly, so we all spent an hour and a half at the Culver City Ice Rink and went broomballing.
Now, I don't know about you, but broomballing is a blast to play... when you're a teenager. Don't get me wrong, it's still fun to play, but when we're pushing 30, our bodies can't quite hang as well. It took me most of the week to recover. If you don't know what broomball is, it's basically hockey - but without the skates, the pads, and the strategy. Instead of hockey sticks you have a broom (like the kind Harry Potter rides, except functional) that's taped up with duck tape, and instead of a puck, you have a ball. Here's me with a broken broom, and my genius invention of a coat hanger attached to my broom.
Afterwards, we ended the night at the local dive Lost & Found and I sipped a diet coke while chatting with old friends until they closed the bar. I go home and rest up since the next day I would be going into to work, and then attending a prom.
Sunday
This past Sunday I attended a screening of one of my coworkers films at the Playhouse West Film Festival in North Hollywood. For those that don't know, Playhouse West is home to a Meisner school of acting, and therefore the screening was FULL of very attentive, supportive and intelligent acting students - many of whom are working professionals. (I saw quite a few faces that I had seen on TV). Therefor the audience wasn't your typical "support" crowd of the usual film fest circle jerk. Fortunately, the two shorts screened were VERY good. There was some good acting and some amazing writing.
My friend's short was impressive considering how ambitious it was. The script was very tight and the story was delivered at an impeccable pace, even though it spanned 15 years and had a twist ending. It ended up winning 4 awards, including Grand Jury prize. Casual viewers may not think it's anything special, but anyone who has ever tried to make a film of any kind will know that this short was just ridiculously. well. done. It's called "Dartsville". Check it out if you ever get a chance.
Monday
After an attempt at a relaxing day, it was back to work, and without the senior managers around (away on conference), the other managers wouldn't have time to be able to follow up with my work. Which meant I needed to make sure I got my $hit done. And considering I had been short on my weekly hours average, I needed to clock in some extra hours. And that's tough to do when my back is all knotted up and my body is all sore from eating it on the ice in broomball.
So of course, I start the week off right by skipping out of work for two hours to go to an audition for Slim Jim. For homework, the casting company gave us a link to check out the previous Slim Jim commercials to get a feel for what we'd be doing, and whaddya know... I see David Douglas - the other main guy in the Busch Gardens commercial I did the previous Thursday. We were cool with each other the entire shoot, and we had even joked around in our callbacks together. So anyway, I bomb the audition, but I don't really care, and I remind myself that I need to give David a call.
Back at work, and group interviews go well. I end up leaving early (great way to 'make-up hours') to catch Ziggy, aka Long Nguyen perform his music at "The Talking Stick", a local coffee shop in Santa Monica. Cool spot, decent sound setup, less-than-stellar ice-blended chai drinks. The show is from 7pm to 8, and Zig plays a pretty solid set with a 70% full house. It's been a while since I've heard his songs, solo and acoustic, but this time Zig played with some live samples of himself to create a full sound. Pretty neat. You can check out his music here, or come to his show at The Gig on Melrose to see him with his band, Aug. 28.
The next couple of days, sleep is terrible, and my back continues to turn itself into knots. Meanwhile, my demeanor at work suffers, as does my diet. (I always crave junk food when I don't sleep well) By the end of the day, I'm using curse words in every other sentence at work, and I can barely stand to stick around for more than 7 hours. I need to see a chiropractor to straighten out my back, but that doesn't happen.
I also need to kill those fucking pigeons that live on my balcony.
By Wednesday, I am one cranky dude. I'm also a bit anxious about my upcoming Wizard of Gore premiere, for the LA Film Fest on Friday. It's my first red carpet ceremony, and I don't exactly know what the hell you're supposed to do, except for one thing: walk around like you know everything.
I'm tired. I look like crap. My eyes have those puffy eye bags, and I haven't been to the gym in almost 3 weeks. Then, to top it off, I get a call from my agent. Make that three calls from my agent. They've got some things for me to do that add to my hectic schedule...
Thursday
So it turns out I have two auditions on Thursday, which is always good news for when I need to be at work for a lot of hours. Oh wait... no it's not. In the morning, I have an audition for NFLShop.com to be a sideline photographer. What the heck does a sideline photographer wear?
At this point, I still have my earrings from Crossing Over in, and I have been resisting the pressure to remove them - even though I am violating the A&F look policy by keeping them in. Since I had to remove them for that second Grey's episode a couple months ago, I had them repierced for when I picked up shooting for Crossing Over again. Now, I've grown kind of attached to them, and if I take them out, my piercings will close up. I decide to leave them in until the Wizard of Gore premiere.
After my audition, I'm back at work, and I've pretty much mentally checked out. I'm around for maybe and hour or two, make a couple phone calls, prepare a report, and then leave for my second audition. This time it's for Toyota, and I gotta dress and appear like "Andy Lau". Crap. Since I don't want to wear slacks and a button up, I throw my suit coat over an A&F blue button up and some very tight fitting, dark-wash A&F jeans, so that I can half dress for the audition and half be dressed for work. The audition goes okay, even though right off the bat they give me hard time about my earrings. Some of the other Asian girls that were there for the audition... not hot. Thankfully, the one who was in mine? hot. In fact, I just now realized that I had jocked her two years ago after seeing her in a Here and Now show. Her name is Yuu.
Back to work, and I don't bother to change. I make a couple more phone calls, and I get ready to head out as soon as possible because I want to get in line for this:
 Free party from 7pm - 3am at the LACMA. Word on the street was that the line was going to be insane, and so I wanted to get there early to make sure we got in. And thank god I did, because the line was IN-SANE. I had a friend that got there maybe 15 min after I did (but forgot to RSVP) and waited in line for over 3 hours. Even at 12am the RSVP line went around the La Brea Tar Pits!
And I can understand why... This was arguably one of the best parties I've ever been to. Great venue. Great music. Great crowd. The best part was that it was such a diverse scene, and people were out just to have a good time. We were hanging out with kids, old folks, people of all races and colors, just out in appreciation of art and culture.
Highlights included:
Seriously, it's amazing how random and unexpected the night was, and how much it just added to the overall ambiance of spontaneity. By 12:30 we were all tired but yet we still wanted to hang out and see what the night held in store. But alas, I needed to get home and rest up because I had another big day ahead of me.
Special Thanks to flickr folks poreek, Spaceman Spiffy, and brandon shigeta for use of their pics. Also check out Caroline on Crack's photo set for more pics.
To Be Continued...
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