An Offering...

...of info.

The audition this early afternoon was quick. The photographer took about 10 shots of each guy. I was about 6/7th in line. When I called my agent upon my return home, she said it was a good idea I went when I did. Probably later in the day, there would be a mad rush and I would have waited a long time. The call was anytime from noon to 6pm; the poor photographer. She was probably doing about 30 guys an hour; based on how fast she was moving. The photographer said she had seen my headshot before and really liked it, asking me where it was done. I of course told her it was the glorious Suzanne Plunkett (plug, plug). She said she had used it as an example; I'm assuming as a good example. Too who (whom?) I don't really know. The other gents at the cattle call were quite varied in age and type. There were a few younger than me; some older. Some quite hot (so obviously gay!), and others more "character-y"; like me. I think I'm lucky; cuz my look never screams "gay", which I think leaves me open to more kinds of roles. That is til I talk; y'know? Fabuloussssss. We were asked to mostly smile and at one point pretend we were saying, "Oh shit!" and then as if we were winning a hand at poker w/ our buddies.

God I hope I get it. I hope I get it. How many people does she need?