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ASF to USF in one simple step that only took fifteen years.

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I haven't posted in several months, mainly because nothing has been going on.  I was in a tremendously long slump.  I haven't done a play since Deathtrap in October.  I sent in a few self-tapes, but didn't even get callbacks, which people tell me is normal, but I was on a hot streak for a long time.  But that has finally come to an end.  The wonderful people at Utah Shakespeare Festival cast me in their 2024 season!  I'll be playing Lovell in Henry VIII and Antonio in Much Ado. As well as some really cool understudy tracks.   Fifteen years ago, this is the kind of work I thought I was ready for.  Part of the reason I went to Alabama Shakespeare for my MFA was because it too was one of the largest Shakespeare festivals in the country.  However, the best laid plans of mice and MFAs often go awry.  My timing probably couldn't have been worse.  Halfway through my first year, the Artistic Director got in a pissing match with the Uni...

2024

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 I think blogs, like theatre are dead artforms.  Does anybody still blog, or does everybody just now do a podcast?  It doesn't really matter, because this is more for me than anybody else.  A way to keep track of where I've been, and who I've been in the past.  So, I guess like theatre, I will keep doing this until it no longer exists at all. Theatre wise that might already be the case for me right now.  I haven't been in a show since Deathtrap closed, and my streak of always booking seems to have gone away, along with my feelings of safety in day to day life.  I wonder if my big-guy, white male armor was also the thing that kept me booking jobs?  Of course, that certainly was part of it.  But as I start this new year, I have absolutely nothing to look forward to.   I've never been big into resolutions.  This year I have very little resolve left.  But I am coming to terms with some things.  The person who I am at my c...

Deathtrap and other thrills

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  (With the one and only Michelle Holmes as Helga) Ok, my four loyal readers...I'm back.  I'm in a show!  Word of my retirement has been greatly exaggerated.   When last you saw your broken anti-hero/friend, he was in a bad place.  Limping into the sunset after his final season with Shakespeare by the Sea.  He couldn't face the last two performances in San Pedro because he had been held at gunpoint and beaten there, sending him headlong into Post Traumatic Stress and Depression.  I'm sorry it was such a cliffhanger.  It wasn't fun on this end either.  After months of beurocracy and being in the worker's comp system, I finally did get some help.  I'm in therapy and on some meds, and I am beginning to feel like myself again.  Literally just yesterday when I had dinner with my bestie Steph and I was (dare I say) happy and carefree.  I wasn't hyper-vigilant scanning the crowd for threats.  I was happily eating tacos with ...