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I got another part! This time in a new play at a real Chicago theater! I'm floating right now: I have NEVER been so successful at landing parts. Most actors get rejected about 90% of the time, so maybe my ratio is catching up.
Critique my rejected double with Fatality, goddammit!
On Friday I went to Martin_Atkins' gallery opening and met the man himself, Daven, Shere, ViquiV, LostLucy, writeboy, one porn-hating woman with her face permanently stuck in a something-smells-bad expression, one Hawaiian-shirted drunk foot fetishist, and one French artist on the downhill side of middle age who smelled of stale scotch and cigarettes and thought Suicide Girls are supposed to throw themselves in front of cows. I'm glad the girls and the members were all awesome people. Martin is a very friendly and very interesting man. Oh, and Daven and Shere are even HOTTER in person!
New pictures too!
I love Steve Prue, oh how he humors me. 100 points if you can identify the subject of this photo:
(Everyone go wish LadyK a happy birthday if you haven't already!)
On Sunday, Olsen, her boyfriend and I made another foray into Gary, Indiana, to search for the abandoned church. (Ironic sidenote: Turns out that when Steve Prue, Vivid and I went to Gary and parked at a Chase Bank to wait for the makeup artist to call with the address, we were parked RIGHT ACROSS from the fucking thing and we had no idea.)
The church is incredible. As lovely as Olsen's pictures are, the camera lens just can't contain the layers and scale of the place. The one side of the nave alone looks like this:
There used to be a school in there as well, I believe, so there are about three or four stories of ruined classrooms, trees growing from cracks in the windows, and even a terrifying Silent-Hill-like gymnasium and locker room:
It was an urban explorer's dream. There's something exhilarating about walking through a garden on the burnt-out roof of a ruined Gothic church.
Also, check out the new
World of the Weird Monster Show episode, House of the Dead. We're going to be screening it at the Flashback horror convention this July!
Look what writeboy made me!!!
I participated in this really great project this weekend with two of my bestest pals from the feature length film I just finished shooting. Honestly, when I read the script for my team's short I was not hopeful, but the other actors (fucking funny people) and Kenzie made it an outstanding day and hopefully a great short. They will be editing and such til about this time tomorrow so wish them luck.
Christ, I wish I could make movies for a living. It is so FUN.
Note to job-seekers: Apparently comparing the relative morality of real estate law to clubbing baby seals is not necessarily a deal breaker when interviewing for a position at a real estate law firm. Neither is demanding every other Wednesday afternoon off to shoot a funny Fangoria-like TV show. I am a piss-poor saboteur.
You should check out the show, actually. There's another hilariously funny group of people. You can see me in action in two of the most recent episodes on the site, Teenagers From Outer Space and The Double D Avenger. Many more to come. *evil laugh* The show is available not just online but on public access in 50-odd cities in the Chicagoland area, as well as some parts of Indiana, Texas, and some random other states on occasion.
Who are your crushes? Here are some of mine:
The aforementioned Kenzie
Vivid
Carina
Coralee
Rose McGowan (Grindhouse was 3.5 hours of awesome)
David Bowie
LadyK
Best houseguests ever. Lots of pictures, porn, cerebral palsy and Chambord. We toured scenic Gary, Indiana (Steve categorically refused to leave the car, and Viv kept locking the doors), hung out with SG Chicago, and got me hopelessly addicted to Guitar Hero (thank you, Ninjaprodigy!). We took lots of purty picshurs -- so many that I probably won't need to shoot another set for SG for another year and a half.
As soon as Steve recovers from the Salome-Vivid weekend double team and photoshops our portfolio stuff, I will post the purty picshurs.
My head, my man, and my crush Vivid, looking very cerebral palsy:
Oh, and the Salome+Fatality rejected set is still there. Feedback very much welcomed. If you like it, please comment on it and tell staff why. The more thoughtful comments about why it's hottastic, the more likely they are to buy it and put it up officially on the front page for your wanking pleasure.
And I ♥ Carina. I have a crush on her. Shhh, don't tell her!
I spent a week in the semi-country, doing nothing but the crossword, playing with a dog, a horse and two brothers, and eating. It was was bucolic and wonderful. (I also hit the casinos with my best friend, and naturally got ourselves into lots of trouble hee hee)
Then I came back to Chicago, where in less than 24 hours I've had to put up with fucking evil work (which I quit today, finally), insane drivers trying to kill me, yet another flaky girl who pretends to be my friend and then dicks me over, shitty weather, the list goes on. Way to ruin my mood, Chicago.
Next on the agenda: death scene and FBI test. No joke.
As soon as I find out the shooting schedule tonight, I will schedule a Take This Job and Shove It party. Be forewarned, SG Chicago.
Since I'm now unemployed, I plan on being drunk a lot. After the FBI test naturally.
(Can you imagine me in the polygraph section? "Anything you want to talk about there, Salome?"
"Um, no. Well, yes."
"Go on."
"Well, I'm sort of naked on the internet ..."
"A PORN STAR?!?! That's worse than smoking pot! You're a disgrace to the federal government!"
"Well, I guess I am. But it's a great way to meet women."
"Get out of my office." )
(Edit: I ended up not going to the FBI test. I got two motherfucking hours of sleep after the death shoot -- and what a death shoot it was! I'm still spitting blood -- and in my sleepy rage I decided that since I'd never actually make it through the FBI process my time was better spent getting some rest.)
Like the picture? Tell me so.
I'm too much of a pussy to pick up girls in bars or whatever and I'm not really into the whole no-strings-attached thing anyway. (Let's not get into the idea that if I can't even get a booty call there's no way I could get a casual lesbian relationship)
I want a beautiful girl I can spoil and cuddle, a girl who's patient with my shyness and inexperience. I want to bring her little presents and make her dinner. I want to play with her and learn with her and watch silly movies with her and say silly drunk shit with her. I want to just hang out with her and wake up with her, whether we got busy first or whether we just cuddled. I don't want to fall in love; I have a man I love. I just want a friend with benefits. And I'm good to my friends. Just ask them.
Now accepting applications.
Yes, I know how shamefully behind I am in answering comments and messages. You still have two weeks to keep yourself on my friends list.
