A funny thing happened on the golf course yesterday: I got recognized.
My improperly wired brain would lead you to create the mistaken impression that I have a following. While there continues to be zero comments on this here blog site...
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Comments? Maybe you should make some posts every once and a while, never mind comments!")
... while there continues to be no comments on this here blog site, I did get a guestbook signing on my family home page with a note suggesting there was someone (a wonderfully singular pronoun) who was looking forward to reading more about of my limited acting and movie-making exploits.
She's from Germany, he said proudly.
Last year's income tax return is another reminder of just how little of that that's going on.
The guy on the golf course (whose name was Darryl) is a lighting technician as well as a very good golfer. He recognized me ... umm,
remembered would be a better word ... he remembered me from the
Liography show we both worked on. For some reason, I felt vaguely embarrassed and uncomfortable that he recognized me. I mused over that later. Here was a guy who works in the industry for real, and I a mere pretender. Maybe it also had something to do with my perception of the pecking order. The Crew rules. See previous posts and the title of this blog.
Darryl and I chatted a bit about "the biz". Mostly we played golf and talked about golf and had a great, sunny Sunday afternoon on the course. Industry tidbits were sprinkled through our conversation. Darryl's having a very busy year this year and it follows last year's busy year, confirmation of what I heard from ACTRA when I went to renew my dues. The film intustry is booming in my province.
Yet here's me with no acting income to report. And no blog entries. And auditions only rarely.
Availability continues to be the biggest issue. You should know that the other blog I write concerns the third person in our golfing party of three: my boy. My son. My beau petit fils. There's a hint.
It's a fair trade.
As he gets older, my boy, there's a subtle shift in circumstance which brings a premonition I'm unable to justify beyond an offering of hope. Things are changing just enough that I feel on the verge of being more able to get back into the game.
Stay tuned.