Got some great and terrible news today; that’s just how life is I suppose
Today was a pretty exciting day – mainly because Rain and I had our first batch of auditions and two people that I brought absolutely nailed the parts.
Also got a piece of horrific news today too but I suppose I’ll start with the good and end with the bad.
With the auditions, Rain’s group was good and there was some talent there but the last two people that came in were spot on. The only problem was that they are both auditioning for the same role. We’re contemplating writing a part just for one of them so that we can use them both somehow. I spoke with Rain afterward and we’re both beyond jazzed with how everything is coming together. Freaking exciting…
Drove Tony and Francis out to Queens because I needed to pick something up from Queens. When I arrived, noticed a friend left me a voicemail. He told me that a good friend of ours just found out this morning that he has a brain tumor! Couldn’t believe it. He just got married a month ago and I just saw him yesterday. It was quite a shock and very sad. I’m worried about him and his new bride.
I’ll say a prayer for them tonight and hope for the best.
Location: @10:45 – on the LIE
Music: running to the edge of time, the moon will keep us company
Getting your ex off your cell / mobile phone plan is a lot like a divorce
Went out with some friends the other night and I met a girl who recognized me from years ago. She’s 24 years old and an art director now but it turns out that she went to the same church as No. 3. Moreover, some 10 years ago, she was in my apartment, when I was 23 and No 3. was 22, and had a “sleep-over/retreat” of some sort. Vaguely remember it. She was 14 at the time. Felt old.
So very old.
My friend signed his divorce papers yesterday; it’s sad because I was part of his wedding and I thought it would last. It actually the third wedding that I was part of that ended in divorce. I spoke to him today and he said he was fine (he sounded fine) but it was still sad to hear. His best friend dropped me a line about the situation too; it was good to hear from him. It’s good having friends that worry about you.
Speaking of which, my ex contacted me this week. It was the first contact we’ve had with each other for two months. Nothing angry or kind or anything. Just business. She wanted to tell me that my health insurance would run out at the end of this month (I’m currently on her plan) and she would like me to spin off her mobile phone (she’s currently on my plan).
Hadn’t thought about it or her for a bit. Well, that’s not entirely true. Try not to think about it or her.
Dunno…for me, it’s a little like signing divorce papers.
Location: @ 3:00 – having a burger on Grand Street
Music: Hol fuer dich den Stern vom Himmel
I was reading this article about the Amish girls that were killed the other day. The first to die was a 13-year old named Marian Fisher who asked “Shoot me first.” Her younger sister Barbie then said “Shoot me second.” Barbie survived. The thing is that that these kids never watched TV nor movies – they didn’t learn to be brave by why some actor taught them. They just were brave.
It’s hard being a Christian in the city – I admit, enjoy my sinful life a bit more than I should. But these are people who are at peace, even when they’re not.
It’s also hard having faith and being brave. I’m 20 years older than that girl was and half as brave (if that).
Maybe I just need a little more faith.
Location: @ 2:something – snapping this pic
Music: take these lies and make them true somehow
(c) Peter Foley/European Pressphoto Agency
I had a bit of a mind warp today.
Today the Yankee’s pitcher Cory Lidle slammed a plane into the side of a building in the Upper East Side. I remembered all of 9/11 again. I still can’t believe it was five years ago. Today was 10/11 so it was freaky. Poor guy just wanted to fly.
I can relate.
Rain doesn’t have a TV so he called me for details. I also called my family – I don’t know, just because…
I’m always surprised at how I’m still surprised by anything anymore.
When you’re newly single, your grocery shopping changes
The sun setting this past weekend at a much nicer latitude than where I am right now.
Rain Noe and I are working on a script for a series that we’ve got in mind for the Internet and we had a table reading on Friday. I wasn’t used to the script so we went through it again tonight and I’m more comfortable with it. It feels good to work on things that aren’t money or relationship related – something I’ve not had a chance to do in a while.
A friend of mine was in town on Saturday so we went out to a club – there was some interesting entertainment there so I recorded it and put it up in the “Video” section.
Sunday I was out in Queens and then back in the city for church. Church was fine but on the way out I thought about No. 6. It was weird because I’d been so busy these days that I hadn’t thought about anything but my projects. I thought of her because I would always call her on the way home to ask if she wanted anything from the supermarket.
I ducked in anyway to pick up some things for myself and ran into the manager whom I’m friendly with. He said hello and, noticing the small amount of food I was buying, asked, “That’s all?”
“Yeah,” I said, “that’s all.”
Location: @11PM – 1 train Canal Street Station
Music: Wo yuan yi wei ni
Both and I and the subways have changed – hopefully for the better
The N train at 3AM with most passengers sleeping – not that I’m jealous.
I remember that I used to take the train to and from high school – it took me an hour-and-a-half each way. Back then, the trains were covered in graffiti and filled with older people working their way through life.
Now the graffiti is gone and I’m one of the older people working his way through life. At least I dress better now.
Location: Back in NYC
Music: it might sound strange but I wish it would rain
Sometimes you keep running into the same people
Last night I finally managed to get seven hours of sleep again. I felt like a different person again after I woke up.
I had lunch at a really classy and cool, old school bar. A bunch of old men were chatting it up with me and I was there for almost two hours. It was weird because the last hour was my giving them a history lesson on the rise of America as a superpower after WWII and how we made English replace French as the international language of business – I have no idea how the topic even started. They ended up buying my lunch (which made me regret that I didn’t order more than just a diet coke and salad). 🙂
I forgot to mention that I saw that girl that I met at Ricky’s rooftop party last week in the oddest of places. I was exiting my airplane and she was waiting in line to get in. The weirdest thing. I never met her before two weeks ago, she’s lived right around me for three years and I see her in an airport on a Thursday getting into the plane I just got off of. What are the chances? I didn’t realize it was her until a few minutes after I walked by her and it dawned on me who she was – I had that “I think I know that girl” feeling when I saw first saw her after I left the plane but I was too tired to process quickly enough. I figured it would be too strange if I went back and said “hello” so I just let it be.
Heading back home later this week and I’m sure I’ll be bending time again this weekend.
I’ve become a charmer of old men.
Eh, at least the food’s paid for.
Location: Another (but better) hotel upstate
Music: That’s why I believe it is too late for anyone to believe
Decided to make a new personal blog here
It’s been another blur of a weekend. I actually managed to sleep some last night although I don’t think enough. My hands have been shaking like a crack addict on withdrawal.
Ricky had his birthday party last night and I saw him and the rest of the guys. I would have stayed longer (there was a very cool girl I was talking to when I was leaving) but I had agreed to meet Rain downtown so I left at midnight or so.
I’m glad I went, though, because I met another nice girl who’s studying to be an actress and it turns out that we both go to the same church (although at different locations). I offered to give her a lift back home if she wanted to swing by my upper west side church but she had to call me, which she did this morning. She couldn’t make it this Sunday but we agreed to do it next Sunday. She has a nice web page of her own for her career so it was part of what prompted me to get cracking on finishing up my page.
I would type more but my hands keep shaking. I’m going to try and get some sleep. I’m flying back upstate this week for more boring work.
I’ll now be at these two places:
location at 14:45: on 28th Street, playing “whoosh”
music: there must be an angel
(Way) Upstate New York
I had another sleepless night. That makes two in a row. I hope this isn’t the start of another string of string of sleepless nights. I’m cloudy headed again.
I’m on my way back home. I can’t wait to relax in my own pad.
Today was the second time I took a ferry in my life – the first being earlier this week. The water was really choppy and I had my window open and this huge wave hit the boat absolutely soaking the driver’s side of the car. As I was polishing my new ring at the time, one of the best mens wedding bands I had seen, and it slipped out of my hands. I found it quickly enough at least. I spent the next hour I was driving with the windows open to dry out the inside. It was very Three Stooges.
I got to the airport some three hours early and had to go through the screening three times. The first time I had a tube of toothpaste so they made me go back downstairs and check my bag in. The second time, it was because I lost my ticket. The third time was after I got a copy printed.
I think both the leaving the window open and the ridiculousness at the airport is related, somewhat, to my lack of sleep. I’ve really got to find a way to sleep when I’m traveling because I’m traveling again next week.
Well, we’ll have to see how tonight goes.
Location: 30,000 feet above Vermont
Music: Friday night I’m going nowhere, all the lights are changing
Seedy motels and insomnia
Been upstate since Monday; the work is mind-numbing but it’s a good distraction.
Right now, I’m on a bed that looks like it’s been using the same cover since the 70s. As I told several people, any hotel with “quality” in it’s name is bound not to have any. The oddest thing is that there’s a very old, small sticker in the bathroom that says “Please do not use the linen for anything besides bathing.”
What those other options are, are a mystery to me – and frankly a bit disconcerting.
The weirdest thing about being this far north is that there’s just no mobile reception – at least for Sprint. It’s maddening. I had to go out and buy a headset to make calls on my computer.
Another strange thing that happened to me this morning was that I had a dream about No. 2 except she was actually No. 6; she just looked like No. 2. I thought it was real when I woke up.
Speaking of which, I’ve been having lots of trouble sleeping again. I always have trouble sleeping when I travel and now is no different. At least I’m being super productive although not with work.
So actually, you could say that I’m just honing my procrastination skills.
Location: 9:05PM: Some seedy motel near the Canadian border
Music: minor catastrophes bring me to my knees