addendum

Well, as it turned out, my dentist appointment became only a preliminary meeting. My tooth doesn't get fixed until Sept. 15th. Then I didn't have to rush across town for my audition, and once there, it turned out they didn't want me to play a lion. In fact, the scene will be two lions, but they wanted us to talk like to dudes sitting on a couch. So, I did. I mean dude. I mean, duuuuuude.

Improv rehearsal tonight was okay. The format that I had suggested to my director to try out didn't work. Not that it totally failed, but he won't use it any time soon. He said we need to work on it much more. Too bad. The rest of our rehearsal was fine, but each time he would get up to give notes, he had an ever increasing look of frustration. I fear our show tomorrow, especially because we are missing two members, and one of them is our funniest guy.

So, that is the that.

I was thinking that lately this blog is turning into a bitch or whine session, and that maybe I ought to cheer the fuck up a bit. I think that naturally I am a depressive. All of my relationships have had that moment where the girl gets frustrated with me because I am never happy.

Odd. I am one of the most optimistic and gregarious people I know, and yet, alone or in my "private" moments, I am so down on everything. You people are going to get real sick of this, just you wait. I actually have to mentally make a concious effort to be positive, and when you have to do it like that, it gets tiring trying all the time. So, I lapse and start to bitch, piss, and moan.

So, the fuck stops here.



Possible story ideas for future movies made in the Woody Allen vain:

1) Man gets divorced and meets a much younger woman who connects with him intellectually at first, making him giddy with the attention and vitality, but over time he comes to realize the tremendous differences in both of their outlooks. Reluctant to let go of this, he continous the relationship with disastrous results.

2) Former married couple meet after many years of not seeing each other. Both reminisce about the positive aspects of their former relationship, and decide that they have grown and try again. Eventually, all of the old patterns start to re-emerge and their new relationship is again destroyed.

3) A type A personality struggling to have the perfect life takes in their sibling, whose life is falling apart. The type A looks down on the failure of the sibling, but all of the associates and friends of the type A person come to love the failed sibling, and this makes the type A furious, because they are trying to do the right thing in life, but that it isn't working for them.