Emily indirectly pointed out that it'd been nearly 3 weeks since my last update. So, here goes...
<tumbleweed rolls by>
Seriously though...
Haven't been able to do much Acting wise, due to the impending specter of the Holiday season - When you work retail, it kinda puts the kibosh on doing any seaonal acting (if you want to keep your job).
My Tango progress is coming along nicely, and I'm dabbling in some other dances as well. I think my teacher is training me up to be one of her little teaching assistants.
I recently went with my teacher and got some real dancing shoes - $129... That's a lot for shoes, considering that I rarely pay more than $20-$30 for kicks. But, they are leather and should last a while (provided I don't go shuffling out and about in 'em).
My Jaw is comin' along nicely, though it will be several months before the fracture near the join locks in permanently - so no jawbreakers for a while.
I have a dentist appointment tomorrow morning, at which I'm going to see what my options might be for aiding/correcting my bite (recovery). If I do do something, it'll have to be something that won't intereferre with my acting.
Last week, some nutball called my work and asked if we carried Urinals. I played along for a little bit, and told them that we didn't. He kept pressing the issue and I eventually gave up and told him that I had no doubt that it was a prank call, to which he demanded my name and threatened to inform my manager - I hung up on him.
Minutes later, his mom called up, irate. She demand to speak to the manager and I told her he wasn't in. Through the course of our conversation I admitted to being the party that hung up on her son and she called me ignorant for not knowing my products - because she had seen an Urinal ad in a gaming magazine, "for the dedicated gamer" (no doubt, if there was such an ad, it was probably an April Fools' prank) and that her father was sick with cancer.
Needless to say, it bummed me out for a few hours.
Until next time
<tumbleweed rolls by>
Seriously though...




I have a dentist appointment tomorrow morning, at which I'm going to see what my options might be for aiding/correcting my bite (recovery). If I do do something, it'll have to be something that won't intereferre with my acting.

Minutes later, his mom called up, irate. She demand to speak to the manager and I told her he wasn't in. Through the course of our conversation I admitted to being the party that hung up on her son and she called me ignorant for not knowing my products - because she had seen an Urinal ad in a gaming magazine, "for the dedicated gamer" (no doubt, if there was such an ad, it was probably an April Fools' prank) and that her father was sick with cancer.
Needless to say, it bummed me out for a few hours.
Until next time

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