It's Turkey Lurkey Time

Like you expected something else for this day...

Well, true to form for the universe, the second I start wanting to run from M.T. I get the offer to do the Caravan Man reading.

Sigh...and I sigh because I wish I could slap the crap out of the universe some days. Audition went well today. The creative team, the ones I met, were incredibly nice and seem like the kind of people I would enjoy the hell out of working with. Listened to other portions of the score and LOVE it as I knew I would. So not pastiche-y and stereotypical for a musical of this topic. And the writing from the one scene I had was uber-solid. So to say I am excited, thrilled, and honored to be a part of this is an understatement.

However, true to form again for the universe, I was slammed with the actor's "good-bad problem." This has happened to me REPEATEDLY since I got to the city - where I will be offered multiple projects that coincide with one another, thus forcing me to choose between one great project and another. In this case, the reading of the musical overlaps with one of the performances of Boarding Now. Now, dumbass me should have checked on the dates beforehand and asked what they were in the first place (even I have my moments). So needless to say I was thrown into a tailspin of panic.

HOWEVER, not true to form for the universe, it looks like I can do both with no problem as Boarding Now is the last in an evening of 13 pieces which begin at 8 and the reading starts at 7. Both venues happen to be parallel to each other but across town, which is ok. I just have to run my ass over to the other side of town for the performance.

Mind you, all this in the middle of rehearsing for 52nd St. and doing THOSE shows. It's amazing that I don't drink daily or bake my mind beyond recognition (thank God I don't have either of those vices). BUT, I LOVE these kinds of overworked moments. Having done double duty during Betrayed for a month (while I was sick with bronchitis and a sinus infection) I know I am more than able to handle it. I am a confirmed sucker for new work, creating work, and overworking myself.

I can rest when I die.

So, yeah, I am thankful the universe, despite its torturous moments, decided to me nice to me for a while.

Happy Thanksgiving to all. Thank someone in your life today.