| I am now an uncle! Twice! For those who don't know, despite acting mostly like a single child, I actually do have two older brothers.
in the blue corner, born June 1st, weighing in at 8 pounds and 14 ounces.. Emily!
in the pink corner, born July 2nd, weighing in at a whopping 9 pounds and 12 ounces via C-section... we have Iris!
please spare me comments on the irony of the baby's name. i obviously had no say in it.
i'll probably end up spoiling them silly since I won't have any of my own until.. well, shit, as long as I am careful! just kidding... like i have actually sex.
I also landed my first role in a play at Swarthmore community theater! I got cast as Lt Cpl Harold Dawson (originally intended to be a black character) in A Few Good Men by Aaron Sorkin. Yes its the one with Jack Nicholson telling Tom Cruise that he can't handle the cheese, and it was originally a Broadway play before it was a movie. I start rehearsals next week (3x a week), and the show will run for 11 shows (3 weekends) starting mid-October.
How did I get into this? Well, I've been taking acting classes for 2 years here in Philly and more recently in New York (thus the gay "headshot" on my facebook profile). Then I saw the job listing online, prepped for it by memorizing some key parts, and went to the audition, got call back for a second reading, went to that, tossed the director's salad, and got the role. It's the acting equivalent of the non-paid, coffee-fetching internship, but i'm excited as i was being the wide eyed college kid (or as wide as my slanty eyes can get) getting the summer gig at Goldman 8 years ago. also another incredibly ironic fact is that I will have to shave my head for this role. Everything comes full circle man, they really do.
and no I'm NOT trying to be the Asian Leonardo DiCaprio. I'm doing it for the same reasons why fat girls with no rhythm take pole dancing classes. No, not to make people cringe, but to fool myself into thinking i'm sexy for a couple of hours. Its funny to me when people ask if I wanted to do this professionally. I mean, if I had told them I was taking Brazilian Ju-Jitsu classes, would they ask me if I was training for the fucking UFC?
i'm upset that this LA chick that I met in NY and actually spent the effort to keep in touch with just upped and got a freaking boyfriend. and although weren't dating or anything, i feel like i just got dumped out of nowhere. i was supposed to take her to a buddy's wedding next month in LA. what a bitch. just kidding.. she is really cute, sweet, and down to earth and i'm happy for her. seriously. damn. what a fucking cunt. the situation that is... not her. the lesson here is, if you meet someone from out of town and hit it off, sleep with them before they go back.
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