Good Will Battle Evil

Those are the words I see from my window. It's a billboard over office windows in the TV Guide building, just across the way. You might have recalled that earlier this summer, it was a billboard for the film Hancock. Now we've got Heroes. Don't watch it, but according to many, I should.

Quite a week for us. Then again, not really. Like McCain possibly (yeah, like that'll happen)taking office after Bush, it was more of the same.

That retail job I had 3 interviews for...at The Container Store. They called yesterday, I didn't get the job. Now it is confirmed. We truly are cursed if I'm unable to land a retail gig. Something I have great experience in, and am quite good at. What is this telling us?

I don't expect to receive any sympathy from any of my avid readers of 1, since this whining has gone on for many, many months now. I don't doubt that you're all tired of hearing about my woes, but when all that comes my way in this life is bad (at least for the moment!), what else am I to report? Certainly it serves as entertainment, and a bit of "Thank God that's not me" thinking, right? While I've seen friends in the past with wacky goings-on, I have the same reaction. I feel awful that they're in such tough times, but I'm also thanking my lucky stars that it was not me. I've found out over the last years, that I'm actually a pretty petty, selfish person. It's something I hide pretty well. Although, I do like the feeling of giving, and helping. So, I guess I'm only selfish part of the time. Karma? Coming back around, due to my past selfish acts? Maybe. Through it all, though, the other half and I still remain positive. I'm not quite sure how that works, unless it's just been so long without a break, that I'm completely blind to the strange situations we still find ourselves in.

What irritates me most, is that we don't have the cash to be going out and seeing our friends. Our place is in no shape to accomodate company, and we have no funds to go out (which of course generally means movies/drinks/dinner, etc.).

A fun part of this week, other than the fabulous Democratic National Convention, was our audition for Trivial Pursuit, the game show. We got the lead from friend Lorri, and made our way to the KTLA studios, just south of us on Sunset. We took the written exam...26 questions, of which I'm certain I got 23 right. We both passed the test, thus keeping us in for the next bit of the audition. Out of 16-17 folks, only 13 stayed. I think those were the #s. We had to do an on-camera interview as well as a quick bit of the actual game, with two other competitors. I think I did quite well. We were all told that we were valid candidates, and that we could likely be called in to a taping...between now and November. There are about 134 more shows to be taped, and 3 contestants per episode, so I believe our chances are great to get on. The winners of the show have won anywhere between 12k to 30k. Frankly, any of those #s would be quite useful for the other half and I. Imagine if we both got chosen, shot different episodes, and both won the big money. Wouldn't be so bad. Keep your fingers crossed.

I actually sat down w/ my current feature screenplay today, and wrote almost 3 pages. While it wasn't much, and wasn't anything spectacular (aside from one inspired bit), it was some semblance of something called progress.

In other news, I met w/ my director and co-star for the short I will be doing in the next couple of weeks. This has been the first time in a long time, that I've sat down and hashed out character business with a fellow actor and director. We're really taking a look at the background, motives, etc. I can't recall the last time this happened. It felt pretty darn good, I'll say that. We'll be having another rehearsal in the near future, probably the last one before we shoot. The piece is called "Happy Strangers", in case I've forgotten to mention that.

The other half has another interview on Tuesday, and is expected to hear about a job on that day as well. I hope he gets it. The time has come for us to catch a break. I'm expecting it, thus the universe will deliver. That's my belief.

Finally, we've had no cash, thus we have been unable to buy furniture, or get our belongings from Phoenix storage. The way our place is set up, the computer is hooked up by the entrance, and our bed can't be placed in the same area. Thus, there is no comfortable place to plop down and really get some online work completed. I can't sit for long periods when job searching, or writing, or playing around on MySpace. Well, someone was moving out the other day, and left behind a great big chair, straight from the linai on The Golden Girls. It's right up Blanche's alley; if she had thrown it out. Ha. Get it. Yeah, brilliant. It's actually in great shape, but could use a new stain/paint job. The cushion is comfy and clean, and we're now able to sit for long periods to get the work done. Dumpster diving? You bet! Look what our life has been brought to. Excitement over a recycled chair. Hmmm.

You're all just super, that's what I think. Later.