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10:48 AM, Saturday, May 21st, 2011:
 
The world really is before and after the internet. Uprisings in the middle east notwithstanding, this doomsday shit? This has happened all the time - I remember hearing it on the radio in the 80s, multiple times in the 90s and it's always the same idiots, but throw in the internet? It's suddenly mainstream news. This really isn't a good thing. Filters are a good thing when it comes to information and those are all gone. So in about 4 hours the rapture begins...
 
...if only it were that easy. Yes, I'd be a little bummed about things I hadn't done yet - but it wouldn't really shake me to my core. Why? What the fuck you gonna do? I don't believe in Jesus. I don't think humans can even conceive our own origins so I don't even care to try. So if all this time I was wrong - I think my only wonder would be: Jesus, why the hell did you make me so intelligent? Couldn't you have knocked my ability to process information down a few pegs so I could've done your bidding?
 
It's kinda why the whole thing is a catch-22. The idea of an all-knowing being that makes us in his image and likeness... if that were true why would we be able to spot holes in religious dogma? Kinda defeats the whole purpose doesn't it? There's a mellowness however when you finally get to the point where you realize: I have no fucking clue, and I just don't care. You, in fact, let go of the need and just enjoy the wonder of it all. The poor stressed bastards of the world trying desperately to either figure it all out or tell everyone else how to live (seriously brother, ask her one more time to join Landmark - oh and tell her now that you love her some more) are sad, but the thing is? This May 21st Doomsday Cult is no more crazy than most. At least they have a set of balls. And goddamnit why can't I find any so I can buy all their shit off them for pennies on the dollar? Grrrr.
 
The reason I bring this up is because of all the fear surrounding this event. No, not fear of The Rapture, but the actual need to debunk it. Watched a lady on TV giggling about how goofy the whole thing was. I was floatin' downstream with her while she was talking in the background until she clarified herself: "It's goofy because Jesus said clearly in the bible we can't know the actual date."
 
(sigh)
 
Yes, that's why it's crazy. Had that sentence not been in a book? Oh watch the heavens. Thank the fuck Christ for that line or whoo-boy, this would be it. Lady, you just defeated idiot with moron. I hate to shit on people's beliefs but this has little to do with spirituality and faith, and everything to do with trying to "cover your bases". Which is just 100% based in fear. That need to "figure it all out" so you make the right choice. Like we're all gonna get to the afterlife and find out:  "Damn, it was the Mormons! Why didn't I read THAT BOOK!??!"
 
So I thought I'd merge the end of the world, with the end of my commercial acting career. Not that there ever was one, but yesterday it finally hit me: done. I got called for the first time in 2011 for an audition for Verizon and it was like, really? Why am I even in your system man? The agent is the one "Palmolive" hooked me up with but it was all a rouse. She knew a lot of casting directors and was able to go through this agent to get me submitted all in an effort for me to get a SAG card so I could do theatrical stuff. I honestly barely gave a shit back in October but wasn't getting in her way. She seemed gung ho that she could do it, and I followed her lead. Of course we all know how that turned out. Once she dropped out, everything dropped out. But for some reason I'm still in the system and got a random call...
 
...when it occurred to me - I am not that self-centered dude anymore. Not even a little bit. I gave it a good run, but I can't keep it up. Do you know the only reason I want to work out and stay thin? So I can play basketball with my future kid. That's it. I'm done walking into auditions and seeing underweight men ready to suck-off the cameraman so they can play Employee #2 in a Verizon commercial. Now, understand, I've never been that guy in the (seriously count them on one hand) auditions I've been on because I'm not really an actor. I'm a creator and exposure is always good - and I'm just never one to turn away an opportunity. But I'm done following every lead. Just like I finally decided NOT to do "The X Factor", I am deciding NOT to go on commercial auditions anymore. And, it actually went really well. I enjoy the process and interacting with other people and have always done well, getting callbacks whatnot but I'm just done wasting my time. It's clear that "The Journey" is my uniquity, it's clear my best chance at making some more rumblings is with this documentary and I want to EMBRACE hitting 40, not be worried about how the bags under my eyes look and if I can still play 30. I don't want to color the grey out of my chin... ever. Those are grey hairs of wisdom and experience that I have EARNED. I love what I've done, and what I've accomplished and I hate that this town only values the naive. No more. So here's a shot of the last audition room mixed with a band that was playing on the 3rd Street Promenade which is where Talya and I hung out after the audition.
 
 
It's funny, I remember talking with Michele Greene 10 years ago about commercial auditions and she laughed. She, who works constantly and consistently in the tv & film said she never came close to landing a commercial spot so she just stopped going. Seemed bizarre to me at the time, but "commercial" look is SUPER-NICHE. Drop-dead gorgeous or exact stereotype. There is hardly any in between 'cause it relies so heavily on the look. Very little nuance. A friend of mine, Kurtis Bedford, is in every goddamn commercial I see lately because he just has that killer "Everyman" look. Construction worker, IHOP customer... he just nails it. He hit that niche and is booking everything. I'm quite the realist when I say that I don't fit a commercial niche and neither do my characters. Count the gay dudes in commercials. Annnnd that would be none. Just the truth. Blah blah, I just don't give a fuck and I'm done wasting my time. Other shit to do.
 
OK, finally, annoucning the details of the Documentary premiere next month in Columbus in the next entry.
 
Adam