Blowing Us All

This weekend I had the opportunity to see A Might Wind live in concert in Philadelphia. First of all, if you’re not familiar with the movie of the same name, it’s Christopher Guest’s latest installment of strange improv comedy “mockumentary” movies, this time dealing with a folk music reunion. In any case, the concert was great. It featured the three folk bands from the movie as well as the other characters making some hilarious cameos in character, including Bob Balaban and Jennifer Coolidge.

The only frustrating thing about the night were the directions. They were completely off (for example they said head southwest on I-76 when we were supposed to go east), and there has to be at least five better ways to get there.

Weak Thoughts

As you may well know by now, today is International Talk Like a Pirate Day. This was on the news this morning and on weblogs all over the world.

The hurricane was a “non-event” for me. A little rain, a lot of wind, but nothing much else. However, I’m one of the very few people who bothered to show up for work today.

Dreamhost still sucks, don’t believe the hype. Their webmail program is wonky again. Anyone have suggestions for a host better than Dreamhost? The problem is, most other hosts are much worse.

My mother wants me to meet her in Vegas over Thanksgiving. It sounds crazy to me, but I haven’t seen her in a few years, and it’s been even longer since I’ve seen my aunt, uncle, and cousins who will also be out there.

In a future time, children will work together to build a giant cyborg.

I’m seeing A Mighty Wind (the folk bands, not the movie) tonight in Philly with Denise and M-D. That should be fun.

Casting Call

Last week, I got a call from a casting agency. They had read my application for Queer Eye For The Straight Guy and wanted me to come to an open casting call. So I did. That was this past Saturday.

That morning, my father called and I told him what I was doing. He had never heard of the show. I explained the concept, and he asked me which part I was going out for. Right.

So Denise and I headed to a mall in Paramus. I met some interesting people who also wanted to be on the show, mostly because their wives or girlfriends suggested they go on. The girl who interviewed me was very nice. She thought she recognized me from somewhere.

That happens a lot to me for some reason. For example, the first time I saw Dar Williams she talked to me as if we knew each other and said she recognized me. I told her I had never seen her before. Then I talked to her the following night and she didn’t remember me. Anyway…

The interviewer said that some of my issues would be good for television, and she wrote down some notes about that on the form she gives the producers to help them select. I’ll get a call “soon” if I’m chosen to move on to the next step: an interview at my apartment with some of the people involved with the show.

In an effort to look a little scruffy, I didn’t shave for a few days (which is normal) and wore a pretty strange yellow plaid shirt which I may have worn once in the past year. I wore some older pants that had a little bit of fraying at the bottom. Most people there had tee shirts or jerseys.

We met Jai Rodriguez from the show and talked to him for a little bit about RENT… And had him sign the playbill I got when I saw him in the show last year.

I’m not building up my expectations, but it’s been fun so far.