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               1:44 PM, Saturday,
               April 15th, 2006: Looking back on
               this, I assume it will all be so obvious. So fated.
               But when in the midst of spooky shit, it's...well,
               spooky. I am in the middle of a movie script and
               every turn of the page seems to be part of the
               plan. 
                  
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                           So,
                           Adam, of course when you and Charlotte
                           decide to finally hack through 4 year old
                           pain, open wounds, heartbreak, tears,
                           vulnerability in one 5 hour all-night
                           call...it would be EXACTLY
                           4
                           hours and
                           44
                           minutes. Duh.
                           4tvs.
                           4th
                           month,
                           4
                           years later. What are you so surprised
                           about? Oh and the time of this entry? Yes,
                           yes -
                           1:44. (sigh) I'm
                           such a logical man and my head keeps
                           going: THIS CANT HAPPEN. It must
                           be a typo, it must have been planned, but
                           it really isn't. All this shit is just
                           happening - and I'm at a loss for words
                           every time these crazy co-winky-dinks
                           happen. Why? Because
                           I hate the feeling of "destined".
                           It's a drug with horrible side-effects. It
                           clouds your vision. It's not a good thing.
                           Aspen felt destined...and ALL of this
                           feels like the lead-up to that moment 5
                           years ago. So I go back and forth
                           between elation and nausea... ...but
                           with all that being said, can you believe
                           the 4:44 thing? Wow. I mean EXACTLY 4:44.
                           I guess it could've been even crazier
                           had it been 4:44:44...but then
                           I think I would've just broken
                           my phone or some shit. LOL. Anyway, the
                           story: |  So Charlotte IMs
               me and says she's poked around a bit and has a few
               more tidbits on the show. We're both in "Magnum P.I.
               Mode" to try and get any tidbit we can. It's kinda fun
               actually, it's like lookin' at old Beatles records for
               "Paul is Dead" clues. Damn, even I'm too young to
               get that allusion.... She was able to
               find one bit of info that has actually allowed me to
               relax a bit for another month: The first show airs at
               the end of June, with the first LIVE show in
               mid-July. (exhaaaaaaaaaaale). What this means is,
               I don't have to build the new set-up and sink in
               the thousands of dollars into everything until I
               actually get the callback, perform on the
               "first" show (most likely taped in May), and know
               if I get on or not. So I will only be maxing
               out my credit cards with $10,000 if I'm gonna be
               in the competition. That's a huge load-off for
               me. I can now sit-back and wait and then just
               repeat what I did last weekend - and whatever will be
               will be. It was quite a stressor thinking of
               rebuilding everything from scratch, then having
               nowhere to use it. So exhale x2. She also found
               more little tidbits about how the show was originally
               pitched and so on...and while listening to her talk my
               heart started to beat a bit faster, I had to take a
               few breaths... Mini-panic attack ala Tony Soprano. I
               was basically flashing back to Aspen so hard, in the
               strangest piece of Deja Vu I have ever lived.
               Aspen was just like this. It was a big stage,
               with big goals, and a big unkown. We knew that it was
               the event that would make or break me, and that just a
               ticket to that show would open up a world of doors. It
               was a huge lead-up and the whole time, there were
               calls. Tiny little pieces of information from
               Charlotte that she would get from askin' around -
               painting a better picture of how it was going to work.
               Of course, it didn't work then, we all know
               that... ...so no matter
               what is said NOW, the parallels are STRONG. It's like
               going back in time and the surrealism isn't lost on a
               romantic like me one bit. So I see her
               online... 
                  
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                           Adam4tvs:
                           the flashbacks I got
                           charlotte...Adam4tvs:
                           calling youAdam4tvs:
                           and you telling me 2nd hand - about the
                           show...Adam4tvs:
                           and how the "theme" was more
                           vegasyAdam4tvs:
                           was one of the more surreal "aspen/free
                           speech" moments of my lifeAdam4tvs:
                           lolCharlotte:
                           what?Charlotte:
                           I am confusedAdam4tvs:
                           it felt identical to when you had
                           information about aspenAdam4tvs:
                           remember when you called and said: "Well,
                           there's a theme this year - of free
                           speech"Adam4tvs:
                           yadda yaddaCharlotte:
                           ohAdam4tvs:
                           it just parallelledAdam4tvs:
                           and I had all these
                           feelings..Charlotte:
                           it wasn't meant to be a way of telling you
                           the show and your act didn't fit...it was
                           jsut to pass along
                           informationAdam4tvs:
                           of course notAdam4tvs:
                           it just is what it isAdam4tvs:
                           charlotte - I guarantee you i'll say
                           something totally
                           unrelatedAdam4tvs:
                           and it's gonna hit a nerveCharlotte:
                           sureCharlotte:
                           and visa veraAdam4tvs:
                           it's not even a bad nerve!Adam4tvs:
                           yeahAdam4tvs:
                           it's just thereAdam4tvs:
                           because we NEVER closed those
                           woundsAdam4tvs:
                           everAdam4tvs:
                           but I cared so much about you, and I know
                           you did too, which is why the whole thing
                           hurt so fucking badAdam4tvs:
                           that alone - is why we're even
                           talkingAdam4tvs:
                           so when the time comes - we'll have a good
                           oneAdam4tvs:
                           but I'd like to put that
                           offfAdam4tvs:
                           well...FOREVERAdam4tvs:
                           hehCharlotte:
                           well, it's funny, becuase in a strange
                           way, I am glad you im'd first before you
                           got the email or I IM'd you..because then
                           I would always wonder if talking again was
                           because of the emailAdam4tvs:
                           ahh good pointAdam4tvs:
                           yeah - that is a bit
                           prophetic |  Well, forever
               ended up being about 20 minutes apparently because the
               more we talked, the more we said... and the more we
               knew we had to really talk. So at 1:01 I
               called, and we proceeded to spend the entire night
               re-opening every old wound we could think of and just
               attacking them with salt. Amazingly salt can dry up
               the wound even though it hurts like a
               bitch. What transpired in
               those 5 hours was at times gut-wrenching, but mostly
               just the essence of "difficult". It was literally as
               if we were sitting in 2002 talking about events from
               last month - but it was 4 years ago. We went one by
               one, down the list, and spent time explaining our
               positions. What's interesting is that we had these
               conversations 4 years ago, but we both were so certain
               of our positions - the actual conversations were
               meaningless. 4 years later, our own humility allowed
               the walls to just crumble. Neither of us became wildly
               successful in the absence of the other, and both
               questioned what the fuck we were doing with our lives
               in the years that followed. Welcome to the
               business...it kicks your ass. But the walls were never
               down like they were last night. Not even close. But to
               understand this, you really have to understand that in
               a sense, they shouldn't be in our
               relationship... As a "manager" of
               someone, you almost have to treat the client like
               holding a fragile piece of origami. Yes, you can
               unfold and refold origami, but you can also rip it.
               Now picture the origami actually yelling at you
               saying:
               
               
                   "FOLD ME,
                  UNFOLD ME! I CAN TAKE IT!
                  I PROMISE I WON'T RIP!" <riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiippppppppppppp> "WHAT THE FUCK?!
                  WHY DID YOU RIP ME?!"   
               
                When I asked
               Charlotte about, say "Largo". A place she said
               I was gonna play next and then it just faded
               away. To this day it angered me. It seemed like a sign
               of ineptness on her part. Where's the follow through?
               What the fuck? 
               
               
                  "Adam, he
                  didn't like the tape. We had just gotten denied
                  from Aspen, I figured it was better to just
                  book it somewhere else than rub that in. You know,
                  you do have pretty severe highs and
                  lows" Ahem. There's the
               understatement of the year. LOL. In this particular
               case however, I argued that even Aspen
               didn't make me doubt the show... and it
               would've helped to have known she DID call him
               and he did respond. But from her shoes, it makes
               sense. Every client says "Oh just tell me, I'll be
               alright!", but they never are. LOL. Expecially actors
               and such. For example, when I tried out for the
               MTV gameshow thing at the tail end of our relationship
               she called back and said:  "You were too old".
               That was a perfect way to put it to me, because in my
               head I felt good about that. Can't change my age.
               The Casting Director could have just as easily said:
               "Dude, this guy sucks...and he's too old" - and she
               just chose to say the latter. That's a smart move.
               Telling an actor he can't act, ain't gonna
               help. 4tvs is a bit
               different of course because I'm hella arrogant about
               it. I know it's good. I know Spencer is
               funny, and I am IN LOVE with the whole concept as
               entertainment, and just as a creative canvas. So if
               someone doesn't like it, it doesnt' phase me in the
               least. However, if I tried out for a part in a
               movie, and the CD thought I was
               horrible...that would get to me. So the manager has no
               choice but to choose which gloves to wear, when
               handling the situation. It's not easy. The biggest point
               I think I got across to her, was that from
               my perspective - nothing ever happened the entire year
               we were together. I personally booked half the shows
               and she was the one talking to all the industry, never
               me. The only industry I EVER saw - was a meeting
               with a casting director that went horribly because I
               didn't bring headshots (that we didnt have yet). So in
               a YEAR's time, all Charlotte had to show as far as
               "pull" for me...was that meeting, and...that's it.
               From her perspective, it was 100x more than that
               because she was busy talking to everyone.
               I think she really understood my perspective in
               that. By March / April
               2002, I doubted everything she said. It just
               added up over time. My wall was up, hers was up even
               higher...and we literally cut off ties because we
               couldn't see over the damn walls anymore. Last night
               however, they were gone. The river of tears and
               heartache came a-rushin' on through. I apologized
               profusely for some of the characterizations
               I made of her throughout all of this, even though
               I had a defense for it... I was still sorry.
               She admitted so much to me about where she was at in
               her life, and how it all played a part. More
               importantly, we talked about everything we had learned
               in those 4 years. We talked about all of the regrets
               and how it shaped our character profoundly. It was a
               long conversation that I can barely comprehend as
               I type it. Simply put, we're two completely
               different people than when we met and had lunch over 5
               years ago. The humility on both sides of that phone
               call that night has never been there before, and truth
               be told probably won't be again. LOL. We're both
               pretty fierce debators and if it weren't for the
               exhaustion of 4 AM, I highly doubt we could've
               admitted to so much. The point is, we did. And I'll
               never forget it. For most every topic, not another
               word has to be spoken on it. That means the
               world. Oddly enough, when
               we hung up I noticed the 4:44 - but never made
               the conection until last night, slightly buzzed on
               wine, watching Die Hard 3. ?!?! I jumped up and
               grabbed my phone. Weird huh? It's all still quite a
               blur and I'm not 100% sure where this leaves us.
               Thankfully for us, we don't have to do a whole lot of
               categorizing. Bottom line is, the show will determine
               everything. Neither of us really have to commit. If
               I don't make it on the show, there's nothing for
               her to represent really and at the very least we have
               the closure we both so depserately needed. If my time
               on the show gets bigger and bigger, then thank
               GOD we were able to close some of the wounds to a
               degree that we can work together because I'll
               certainly need it then. And karmically speaking, she
               belongs right here, right now. Her soul was in The
               Trinitrons in 2001. She was as much a part of it as
               Jessica and I were. If there are benefits to be
               reaped, she should be there. Hell, if she hadn't
               emailed me - none of this would have happened. Of
               course the fact that she did, and the fact that it's
               lead to all of this... ...well that's
               just all part of the plan. ;-) Adam PS -
               GOOD LORD ALREADY. Uhm, to the non
               believers: |