Interesting day. I'm clearly a little depressed, or at least feeling melancholy, since I've been listening to the "melancholy" playlist on my computer as I've been sitting here writing this evening. I've got in on "replay," and there are only about six songs on it - all the saddest shit. And I've been listening to it for hours.
I've been making a lot of progress on my piece about my family. I'm not sure what to call it just yet... it's kind of a fictionalized autobiography. Though that doesn't make a whole lot of sense, since that would just make it fiction, wouldn't it? But I'm writing about some pretty personal stuff from around the time when my brother, Billy died - and I'm not at a point yet where I'm changing the names, which of course I'd have to do someday, before letting anyone read it.
Unfortunately, with my interest piqued by this embellishment from my youth, the pope screenplay has suffered from a great deal of neglect. I'm hoping that I can sorta tag-team on the two of them over the next couple of months and make progress on both. God knows I'll have the time! I learned just before Christmas that I didn't get the Fuddy Meers gig at City Theatre. Not that I expected to, you'll remember, but it's always a disappointment to get confirmation that you've got absolutely nothing on the horizon.
By the way, did I mention that I went to Richard Kohn's annual Christmas party while I was in Pittsburgh? Richard is, of course, my agent (or one of them, that is) at The Talent Group, my agency in Pittsburgh. Richard's party is legend. I've never seen so many people packed into such a small space. It has to be the best attended damn party of the season. Absolutely amazing.
Here's a picture of Richard and me in the only place where people weren't packed bumper to bumper: the bedroom, where all the coats were piled. We managed to catch this one during a break in the steady stream of people coming and going.
Here's my favorite picture of the evening - of Stephen Black, Richard's partner at The Talent Group, and my other agent, of course. First, I think I've taken a great picture, and second, I think it's a great pictures of Stephen. I've always known that Stephen was a handsome guy, but jeez, would you look at this thing? He's lost weight, I think, and has definitely been working out. Or maybe not... maybe I just saw him so much when I actually lived in Pittsburgh that I just plain got used to how handsome he is. Bastard. Anyway, I think he looks great, and I really, really like this picture of him. I did that blur effect thing again on the background - just slightly - to focus the attention on him. If he had e-mail, I'd send it to him. But he's too busy to be bothered with it, I guess. That's what assistants are for!
By far, the biggest treat of the evening was seeing Americus Rocco, who I'd not seen since my going-away party in February. It was a double treat since I had such a nice time at the party - which I didn't know about 'til that afternoon after rehearsal - and I got to see Americus. The whole thing was made even better by the fact that Jeffrey Leonard was also at the party! I hadn't seen Jeff in a really long time either! That picture on the left is of Sean Leonard (Jeff's brother - who I think I hadn't seen since Jeff's 40th birthday party, and I'm not gonna tell you how long that's been), Jeff, and Americus.
I have to say, I really miss my friends in Pittsburgh... I mean, I have great friends in New York City; Doug is one of my best friends, and Janet's becoming one. And I frankly adore Maya, who's my roommate in the sublet. But there's no getting around it; I don't have access to my beloved friends like I did when I was living back home. And when I think about it, maybe that's why I'm felling melancholic.
I've been making a lot of progress on my piece about my family. I'm not sure what to call it just yet... it's kind of a fictionalized autobiography. Though that doesn't make a whole lot of sense, since that would just make it fiction, wouldn't it? But I'm writing about some pretty personal stuff from around the time when my brother, Billy died - and I'm not at a point yet where I'm changing the names, which of course I'd have to do someday, before letting anyone read it.
Unfortunately, with my interest piqued by this embellishment from my youth, the pope screenplay has suffered from a great deal of neglect. I'm hoping that I can sorta tag-team on the two of them over the next couple of months and make progress on both. God knows I'll have the time! I learned just before Christmas that I didn't get the Fuddy Meers gig at City Theatre. Not that I expected to, you'll remember, but it's always a disappointment to get confirmation that you've got absolutely nothing on the horizon.
By the way, did I mention that I went to Richard Kohn's annual Christmas party while I was in Pittsburgh? Richard is, of course, my agent (or one of them, that is) at The Talent Group, my agency in Pittsburgh. Richard's party is legend. I've never seen so many people packed into such a small space. It has to be the best attended damn party of the season. Absolutely amazing.
Here's a picture of Richard and me in the only place where people weren't packed bumper to bumper: the bedroom, where all the coats were piled. We managed to catch this one during a break in the steady stream of people coming and going. Here's my favorite picture of the evening - of Stephen Black, Richard's partner at The Talent Group, and my other agent, of course. First, I think I've taken a great picture, and second, I think it's a great pictures of Stephen. I've always known that Stephen was a handsome guy, but jeez, would you look at this thing? He's lost weight, I think, and has definitely been working out. Or maybe not... maybe I just saw him so much when I actually lived in Pittsburgh that I just plain got used to how handsome he is. Bastard. Anyway, I think he looks great, and I really, really like this picture of him. I did that blur effect thing again on the background - just slightly - to focus the attention on him. If he had e-mail, I'd send it to him. But he's too busy to be bothered with it, I guess. That's what assistants are for! By far, the biggest treat of the evening was seeing Americus Rocco, who I'd not seen since my going-away party in February. It was a double treat since I had such a nice time at the party - which I didn't know about 'til that afternoon after rehearsal - and I got to see Americus. The whole thing was made even better by the fact that Jeffrey Leonard was also at the party! I hadn't seen Jeff in a really long time either! That picture on the left is of Sean Leonard (Jeff's brother - who I think I hadn't seen since Jeff's 40th birthday party, and I'm not gonna tell you how long that's been), Jeff, and Americus.I have to say, I really miss my friends in Pittsburgh... I mean, I have great friends in New York City; Doug is one of my best friends, and Janet's becoming one. And I frankly adore Maya, who's my roommate in the sublet. But there's no getting around it; I don't have access to my beloved friends like I did when I was living back home. And when I think about it, maybe that's why I'm felling melancholic.
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