Welcome to the new millennium.... the REAL new millennium. I don't know about you, but I feel kinda excited to be in on the beginning of a new Age. I wonder what it will be called in a thousand years? I'd like to think that this will be an age when we begin to return to a more spiritual life - not necessarily a religious one, but I'm all for it if that's what you're into - but one in which we take a little better care of our souls (or spirits or chakras, or whatever the fuck you wanna call them) than we do our brains. I think our brains have had quite enough to deal with in the last 1000 years. Stop to think about it - a thousand years ago, a guy was lucky to have a horse, let alone a car. And computers weren't even science fiction, 'cuz science wasn't advanced enough to have fiction based on it! Hell, even a hundred and fifty years ago, most of the people in the world made their living farming and raising their own food!
Now we've pushed computers as far as we could have ever hoped, and there's every possibility that in the next twenty years we'll see shit outta Star Trek® - but I'd rather that the world took the next twenty years, or even the next thousand, to really listen to the Dali Lama, or the pope, or the Archbishop of Canterbury, or some witch doctor in the South Pacific. Anyone but Bill Gates, please - that is, unless Bill Gates is planning on telling people to care a little less about amassing computer peripherals and a little more about helping out the guy sleeping on a blanket over the sewer grate down the block.
Think about it, will ya?
Did I tell you about my trip to Philadelphia to audition for Picasso at the Lapin Agile at The Arden Theatre Company? Actually, I'm pretty sure that I didn't, 'cuz I was afraid of jinxing myself by talking about it too soon. I made reference to it way back on December 6th, and didn't say any more, 'cuz I wasn't sure that I could even get the audition! As it turned out, the folks at the Arden invited me to come in.
Well, the audition went really well, and the folks there were very, very cool about allowing me to drive in from Pittsburgh and audition for them. They were ultra-gracious about fitting me into the schedule and making me feel comfortable. I got to read a couple different times, for a couple different characters, and all in all, it was a sweetheart of an experience. As an actor, you're not often made to feel that comfortable at auditions - usually, it's just "you're-in-you're-out" sorta experiences.
So I was very happy with the whole experience - but didn't really expect anything to come of it. The Arden is a small theater company along the lines of the City Theatre here in Pittsburgh, and I know what a pain it can be for just such a company to have to hire and house actors from out of town when they've a great talent pool in their own hometown. It was one of those experiences where that cliche we all use was true: I was grateful just for the opportunity to audition.
Long story short - the folks at the Arden called me last week to let me know that they were still interested, but that they weren't going to complete casting until this week, and if that were a problem, I should give them a call. I'm no fool, so I dropped them an e-mail telling them that I was waiting to hear on several auditions I've had recently, but no offers had yet been made, so I'd wait to hear from them. This would be the part where I start sweating - waiting for the "wanna work for us?" call, or the "thanks but no thanks" rejection letter. Wish me luck!
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