mark your calendars
tim roth, kelli williams and myself.
26 july.
lie to me.
fox.
dying to relive the magic of the pink sweater? click above, my friend.
and in other news: the cool whip commercial.
next week, kiddies.
it’s lifestyles of the rich and famous over here…
i think i’m gonna like it here
work has slowed down a bit and i am surprisingly happy about it. there are so many projects i’ve got floating around in my mind and this has given me the opportunity to get cracking on them! there’s a full-length play to research, a solo show to finish, a mini web series to experiment with (and, thus, learn how the hell to do) and an even larger one that and friend and i are toying with collaborating on…not to mention all the personal evolution stuff i’m attempting accomplishing.
damn, i feel so strange…so…what do y’all call it?…so alive.
p.s. if anyone wants to donate a canon vixia s200, i will not only gladly accept it - i will make you question why you didn’t do it sooner.
it’s your fault, improv.
somehow — in a commercial audition for an insurance company — i managed to work in a joke about robots, lasik and twin peaks. don’t ask me how. i was probably drunk.
…with awesome.
disclaimer: i hate reels.
