TaleS of the (Un)employed...

So today I helped my friend James out who is a set designer/art department freelancer working on an HBO Movie about the life of Heidi Fleiss. Basically my day consisted of manual labor and picking up random shit across the city such as (and no exaggerations):
*Gay Paraphenlia including: a rainbow disco ball, a rainbow lighter, assorted rainbow stickers including one which reads "Oy Vey! I'm Gay!", a pink dildo (this ws THANK GOD cancelled last minute so I was spared an embarrasing encounter), a rainbow teddybear, and so on.
*Vintage Porno magazines: fine, but these were picked up from some German perv who lives deep (I MEAN DEEP) in the valley
Overall, it was a fulfilling day. Easy work, good money, etc...GOD I need an acting job.

TaleS of the Unemployed...

Well it's 12:31 PM, a beautiful Thursday afternoon in La La land and I'm still unemployed...It's been a week now and two days, a week and two days too long. The hardest part about this acting stuff is learning how to balance making a substantial income from doing other things, but remaining freelance and available, especially during the daytime. Basically difficult and scary as f*ck! Anyhow, when it rains in pours so I'm counting on an endless amount of job offers coming my way soon. My regime is to try and avoid being a slacker, but sometimes its impossible with all the free time. Sometimes its hard to see the light at the tunnel when you go on auditions where you are instructed to lick a soda can like a popsicle and then being screamed at that I'm not licking it right and there needs to be no emotion and just to lick it. LICK IT! Craziness.