10,000 eyeballs audition

Seems I'm in. Woohoo!

10,000 eyeballs audition

So the audition went moderately well. Not my best. I felt good about my monologue and song choice and stuff but the director had me improv with a noose and a hand.

What's difficult about that is that it was pure improv, and being put on the spot to come up with good dialogue and shtuff for a monologue sucks, but oh well. It was kind of fun, and the space I auditioned in was really cool.

San Francisco Opera

It seems that they want me for the job. What I thought was just a crew gig is actually a Master Electrician position.

The work starts June 22nd and ends Aug 12th. Going to see someone in person to talk more about it in about 2 hours!

SWEET

Even better:

On the second day I arrived to SF, I browsed craigslist and came across an opera company that needed a production assistant electrician. For shits and giggles I sent them my resume and..


they called me for an interview. BOOYA

Craigslist

"Dear Actor-

Thanks for contacting us about our casting call this Friday May 22nd, and congrats, because we want you to come audition. Please be considerate and RSVP for the appointment so that we can give the time slot to someone else if you cannot attend. Then, please be on time and ready to rock!

AUDITION DETAILS:
• 2150 Folsom Street between 17th and 18th streets in San Francisco
• Please come prepared with at least 1 monologue of your own choosing
• Please also be prepared to perform a piece that we will provide at the audition
• Also please be prepared to sing an a cappella piece. You can also bring a CD or Ipod of you'd like, for accompaniment, but it's not required."




BAHAHAHAH Craigslists FOR THE WIN. This thing doesn't pay any money but who fucking cares it will be fun.

Bay to Breakers

I've been trying to think of humorous ways to describe how absolutely absurd and crazy Bay to Breakers was in the city, but I don't think I'm funny enough for that so I will let the events that occurred speak for themselves.

I'll start off by describing what I have come to understand B2B to be. Essentially it is a humongous, city-wide marathon, roughly 7 miles long that begins at the bay (near the piers and Bay Bridge? My learned aunt will probably provide more accurate details in her response to my post) and ends on ocean beach. It has thousands of participants, THOUSANDS. Like 20,000 people I-kid-you-not. Maybe 5,000 are actually marathon runners.

The rest are outrageously drunk.

I swear to you, this was probably the biggest frat party explosion I've ever seen in my life. EVER. I took pictures on my phone, but i can't get them to my computer so you will just have to deal with my descriptive language. I only saw a portion of this massive party. I walked up and down the panhandle (this probably, by the way, was an explanation as to why so many people were in the park while I was running). Outside of the park, almost EVERY house had its own party going on. Walking up and down the street were throngs of people in costume, man-made party floats with self-sufficient sound systems with their own jungle juice and dancing girls inside or on top and everyone was dancing, yelling and partying their asses off. There were quite a few naked people, pot smoke everywhere, and everyone was drunk. EVERYONE.

But me. That's the sad part, but whatever.

This city cracks me up.

The Panhandle

So looking at the city from the prospective of someone who lives here (strange how strikingly different it is) I am very humbled with the sheer diversity of people here. It's almost terrifying. I'm kind of amused at how at ease I feel at HPU, but when thrown into a new social situation I find myself hiding away at the house.

But I went running today because, honestly, it gets really boring sitting around. Where I live there is a park nearby, well, two parks divided by a highway really. The big one is the Golden Gate Park, which is a huge chunk of greenery (somewhat analogous to Central Park, but larger (atleast length wise. I could easily be wrong about this but the park is huge) with a smaller park that is a block wide and maybe 12? blocks long. It's called the panhandle because of it's narrowness and being tangent to the Golden Gate Park. I ran down the park, then back up and was completely amazed at a few things.

There were A LOT of people out. Just hanging out at the park, drinking beer, playing cornhole (CORNHOLE?! IN SF! hilarious) and walking their dogs or whatever. SHEER MASSES of people. Even more interesting was how they were grouped up into sort of smaller communities. I ran by about 7 little mini-parties of people hanging out in the park shooting the shit on a saturday.

How cool is that?! It's as if being in a city causes most people to gravitate toward nature. I never see much of this where I live due to the fact that nature sort of permeates everything. The people watching opportunity in this city is purely awe inspiring.

I should really get a camera so I can post pictures on this as I continue to blog. Oh well.