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I had a busy Saturday, which I like (especially since I spend most of my days now staring into space and twiddling with my thumbs). But this Saturday was especially crazy. First I wake up at 6 in the morn. to travel to Amytiville, Long Island to be apart of the 48 Hour Film Festival. There was a large crew on hand totalling at least 20 people and even a stunt guy who is going to be Ed Norton’s stund double in an upcoming movie. I played a bumbling window washer, a role I was born to play. I also got to do a few scenes opposite Rob Schneider’s 16 year old daughter. The short film will be screening at Sunshine Cinema this Wednesday night at 9:15 so come check it out if you’d like.

As I tend to do I over extended myself this Saturday. Because not only was I doing this short film in Amityville, Long Island but I was also in a play that very same night at 8 pm. So at 6:30 I quickly take off my window washer gear and high tail it back to Manhattan. My train gets into Penn Station at 8 pm (remember the play is supposed to start now). It’s pouring down rain so I race up 8th Avenue looking for a cab. I hail one down get in and tell the guy to book it to 52nd street. But there is bumper to bumper traffic. The cab travels 10 blocks in 20 minutes while I’m cursing up a storm. Finally I get out at 8th Avenue and 52nd street at 8:25 only to realize the play is on 52nd between 10th and 11th Avenues. So I sprint to the theatre in the pouring rain and get there by 8:30 (30 minutes late). Luckily we weren’t the first play to go up. The play was part of the Flarf Festival. And so right after I change into my new costume, the other two actors and I immediately hit the stage. Mitch Magee was in the audience. He was probably surprised to see me playing a dumb show clown in this crazy play. But the audience did seem to get a kick out of it. The other two actors did a fine job. And I had a long monologue at the end of the play where I spout out huge chunks of nonsensical dialogue, which I ended up getting right believe it or not.

Once the play was done I high tail it back (in the rain again) to my apartment to meet Niki, who had just flown back from Arizona. We have a little wine, some pizza. And then I crash hard. Another day, another dollar. Only I still haven’t figured out how to earn that dollar.

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