I
have been thinking more about your
situation. I must admit, you have one of
the most unique acts we have ever seen. I
think first, your best strategy would be
to hook up with a serious talent agent,
i.e., William Morris, ICM, CAA, Endeavor
or the like. Then, your agent and our firm
can work together on promotion of your
appearances, etc. That would give us
something more specific to publicize. When
you sign with a talent agent, please let
us know and we can proceed from
there.
All
the best,
R.
J. Garis
National
Publicist
You
know, it's usually hard to define the exact moment you
become an alcoholic. Smart money on me however is
probably right about now.
The
ridiculousness of that email is so painfully apparent
that it puts it in the category of "polite rejection".
It's the equivalent of an accountant telling me my
best strategy would be to win the lottery...then give
him a call. Cool man, be right with you. (sigh)
I don't mean to be such a sarcastic prick, Mr.
Garis is certainly a great guy and is only being
honest with me, but what the FUCK? Which of course is
where my friend Evan comes in.
Evan
is pretty cool. He has the ability to make me laugh at
all of this, which is sometimes hard to do. Not sure
if I even mentioned him before actually... here's a
picture.
Cool
guy that Evan. (sigh). Last night was the first time
I, without a doubt, clear as day, not even adding
juice or soda, drank a whole lotta whiskey just to
keep from losing my mind. Every bit the
self-medication with vicodin I went through in early
2002. Because of this? Of course not. This whole
publicist/backers highpoint has really been icing over
dogshit. Besides normal problems on the homefront -
add in Jess working 100 hours a week. There isn't an
ounce of exagerration there. It's unfucking real. She
came home from a 5 week stinit in St. Louis last
monght to one of the worst working situations
we could imagine. Driving over 50 miles to work,
working a 15 hour shift, and driving over 50 miles
back 6 days a week with maybe a random day off every
once and awhile. No overtime, no sick days, no
vacation days - nothing. I honestly spoke to her more
when she was in St. Louis. It's absolute hell. They
promised her 8 hour days man, and now this. Plus she's
making about $50 more a paycheck than she was at her
last job thanks to the new tax bracket and the debt
rises and rises.
So
every normal life stress triples. There really isn't
any happiness...anywhere. Even with a shitty job you
look towards time off or weekends for hapiness - or
hell even a meal together - that's not a possible.
Jess is in an emergency situation that has to be
rectified immediately, that has no immediate solution.
You can only cry yourslef to sleep every night so many
days before your body breaks down. Unfortunately the
situation breaks down her ability to fight for herself
which absolutely enrages me. I mean...enRAGES me.
It hits on my "superman complex" of wanting to
save all women that are being taken advantage of. The
whole situation gets me angrier than I've been in a
long, long time. It's her battle though, and she has
to do it herself. I really can't even support her
verbally as we don't see each other. It's just fuggin'
hell man.
But
this current string of events career wise was making
everything a bit lighter. I felt that twinge of
happiness, true happiness, creeping in. Now this. Heh.
Granted, there are bright sides of things here. The
backers still support me, and if the situation arises
where I would need that financial help -
I can turn to them. My direction short-term is
pretty clear: finish the new show and proceed. I'm
also thinking of writing a quick email to the VP guy
at William Morris whose card I got - just to ask
him about the process they go through selecting
talent. If it is even feasible for an absolute
no-name, with no resume, but simply a good product to
get signed. It certainly isn't from what I know
of the agency. Everyone I know of at the agency is
already a name. Ahh Mr. Garis. I actually signed
my name in on SSX3 as RJ Garis in honor of the day
that was 12/17.
At
least my twisted sense of humor remains. I do believe
this is just another step on the stairway to
HELL DEAR LORD WILL IT EVER GET AN EASIER)(*#%$)(#%.
LOL.
Adam
By
the way, the video
is something you can do on this Bud Light
website called "Making Faces"
(link
removed 02.09.09 - no longer
available).
You upload a picture, give it some text -
and voila. Granted, what you're seeing
here is very edited as I had Mr. Garis say
all sorts of funny things - but that was
more to make me feel better. LOL. He's a
good guy, and it's probably not in my best
interest to publically slander him to make
you laugh. It's still funny
though.
