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I realized two things about social media I wanted to get away from. First was that I was often using it as a journal, which is boring and maybe TMI for those platforms. Secondly I was using it too much for my taste, so that I felt like a tool for marketers rather than using social media as a tool for my ends.

Monday, September 04, 2006


The Friday ride to Portland was miserable. I wasn't quite over the bug, and it was a very hot and slow ride for the first three hours which should have taken less than half that long. An even less delightful ride in full riding gear. I got to Portland a few minutes before the audition, rather than the hour I'd planned for. No time to really relax and prepare for the audition.

Luckily Micki understood the toll of the ride without explanation. So, we did the monologue three times, with direction for the last two. While I wasn't able to show much of my range, at least I was able to demonstrate I am directable. I think I would like working for Micki, so my fingers are crossed.

It turns out she came up here to observe Jon Jory direct Heartbreak House, for which Dan whom I auditioned for on Tuesday, was the assistant director. Small world. I just hope she breaks with coincidence and casts me. (Dan wasn't able to use me, and as I happened to see on of the other headshots for an actor I know and respect, I saw he had quality folks to choose from.)

I learned much about auditioning this week, a good deal of which we covered in class, and going down in flames certainly helps encourage one to take those lessons to heart. I was feeling ill for both of them, and didn't mention it to the auditor. What would it gain me? Nothing. It could well give me the appearance of one that alibis their auditions, and I certainly don't want to be like that.

I had a short visit with my sister's family while I was down there. Their pet rabbit died Friday night. I guess I was able to make the boys feel a little better, particularly the older one. He has problems listening to what other's say, having already made up his mind what to believe. Having a biology background and having raised rabbits in high school I was familiar with the infection they get so easily, which generally kills them when it develops into pneumonia. It took some browbeating, which made me feel bad, but I was able to finally explain how it is a fairly painless death despite his preconceptions. He is very bright, and at thirteen has no difficulty understanding complex subjects, once he focuses. Apparently it really helped, and my sister sincerely thanked me. I was similarly distracted and bright at that age.

The ride back home was still pretty hot, but at least the traffic was moving right along. Coming north through Federal Way, I saw a fellow in the southbound lanes riding a wheelie. I was at once impressed by his skill and by his stupidity. While traffic was moving right along it was also very dense. A pebble on the roadway or a bird or large insect smashing into the chest could create an uncontrolled fall, guaranteed to produce some compound long bone fractures, and likely to get one mashed by the surrounding cars. Looked kind of cool though.

Did a little work, both around the house and office over the weekend, and just got back from a flight lesson. I can tell I'm still getting over the bug, as I had to clear my ears fairly often, and I don't remember having to do that for other flights. As promised I won't go into flying details, except to say I'm starting to get the hang of it.


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