good news
the good news is that they’re going to cut a wednesday and a sunday show. “our audience is a bit more selective”.
the other good news is that skilljam.com has decided that they need to show a profit to their shareholders and have laid off, well, just about everyone. including me.
maybe that’s not good news. oh. right. it’s not. damn.
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later
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dunno why, but it sometimes takes blogger 4+ hours to post. i come home and it’s still posting.
irregardlessly.
after spending time at dunn bros coffee, i’m walking around the freezing street and i see a group of guys and i think ‘they look like they’re from l.a.’ and one of them says “dean?”
ray luzier, who is, among being the original drummer for metal school, a stunning drummer… i mean jawdropping good is playing in a band with the two brothers from STP, robert and dean. so we stopped on the street and traded pleasantries. they’re playing tomorrow at 8pm. if our shoe is cancelled, then i’ll go and see ‘em. if not, it will have been a serendipitious occurrence.
small world.
okay. now maybe this thing will post. fucker.
blinders off
took jessie to the airport.
really miserable now.
starting to see stuff with the blinders of being a nice guy off. i’m in this depressing little room with no furniture. it’s deserted here. more to come. why would you put an actor in a cell like this? stupid.
anyway.
there’s this cool pub around the corner where the waitress is actually nice and they have free wi-fi and pinball. i finally got to take another kickboxing class tonight and then went to the pub and drank diet coke, ate a pizza, and did computer stuff. securityedition.com got blogged so i had about 20 orders to enter. tomorrow i have to hand write all the envelopes because we have no printer. i’m slowly redesigning deancameron.com.
i’m thinking of just shipping everything i have here and keeping a couple of shirts and a pair of pants so i can just get on the airplane and be done with it.
i don’t know what the FUCK is up with blogger, but it takes 2 days to post an entry. stupid fucking piece of shit.
It’s official
Love Tapes is a bomb. 25 people in the house tonight.
Jessie leaves tomorrow.
Prepare for the misery.
my 2nd ever bad review
apparently, some critics take the obvious route and think that actors who do movies can’t do or haven’t done theater. an obvious actor would point out that those critics usually write for papers in minnesota.
http://www.twincities.com/mld/twincities/15530734.htm
the first snotty critique of my work was by someone from time magazine regarding jeff spicoli. we’re all moving down in the world, it seems.
maybe
I hope this works. It seems much easier posting from email than the site.
I got nailed by some sort of cold/flu thing yesterday. Just in time for audiences. Man, it’s been amazing. My nose full of the stuff ones nose gets full of and my throat scratchy and powerless. I slammed myself with over the counter cold stuff (no, not that holistic crap, you stupid hippies!) and that got me through thursday’s preview.
Woke up this morning (blues riff!) and felt better. Walked around a balmy Minneapolis… sat at Dunn Bros coffee and read the Onion, went to GameWorks and played pinball. Took it easy. Got to the theater, dosed myself (Gatorade, sudafed, DayQuil, 600mg Ibuprofen and fresca) and listened to Jen kill them in the first act. She did great and had a great audience. They are rowdy here. It’s not like L.A. where it’s a “show me” attitude… (L.A. is the Show Me State… hmm.), they really get into it and want the show to be good.
I had a good show, ass well. My rob didn’t follow instructions so well and the bass got untuned between when I had it in the dressing room and when i strapped it on onstage. Ah well. The show is built in a way so that stuff can work. And it did. The audience seemed to enjoy the show. They whoop and holler at the end and they gasp and say “nooooo” under their breath at the appropriate times.
Banks came and seemed to enjoy it.
Jessie, like me, feels so naked after opening night. She knows she has to hear notes from people but it’s so difficult. If that stuff can wait one day… but, it can’t. It’s showbiz. Strap in.
Had a very sedate opening night “party”. Carr y Marion were there. When Marion gets bored she starts massaging, so it’s good to sit next to her.
Anyhoo… my wife scores again and makes me look good in the process. Now, she abandons me, goes to L.A. and picks up the shattered pieces of my split from Bukowsical. Okay, that was dramatic. She’s taking over. Well… somewhere between that.
It’s raining now. It’s supposed to get around 40 next week.
You motherfuckers… can’t wait three more weeks, can you. You have to ruin my life as soon as the wife leaves. Be that way.
Nature.
No Idea
I don’t know if it’s me or if it’s blogger who is screwing stuff up. If I knew, I’d have a nobel prize, I suppose.
the show
i try to think of the money i’m making.
libertarian atheists
had a terrific meal with carr and marian hagermann, a libertarian atheist couple who live here.
carr produced michael moore hates america for a bit and then moved on when it began “going republican” or something. i enjoyed the movie quite a bit… anyway…
it was really nice having a dinner with people who don’t believe in ANY hippie shit, either political or spiritual and just jawboning about work and life and friends and all that good stuff.
we’re all of the mind that carr should run for office somewhere. he’d be an asset to libertarians.
we both talked about the sense of shame we have when we tell people that we’re libertarians because of all of the yahoos who have fucked the party up. it’s so weird because the green party basically says “give me your flakes, your yahoos, your dumbshits” and have evil ideas and get all sorts of press. the libertarians have great ideas and the flakes, yahoos and dumbshits line up and fuck everything up. the real hardcore libertarians are even moving away from identifying themselves as libertarians. sad. very sad.
and yet, you four people reading this probably lean libertarian. the ideas of freedom, helping peaceful people live the way they want, searching for efficient and dynamic methods to solve problems… these are things we want. we want the world to be the best it can be. we want to guide those who want guidance and be guided by those we want to be guided by. it’s pretty simple. but people focus on the edge issues like drugs and guns and the sexy stuff that makes headlines not the simple things like “a nursing home run by charities, financed privately, will take better care of the sick than one that must follow rules set by politicians.”
anyway.
it’s late. we have audiences wednesday. some on the crew believe these aren’t real people or something. trying to figure that out. maybe they’ll explain.
rock on.
weather
okay.
i mean really.
four days ago, it was beautiful. sunny. a balmy 80 degrees.
then, three days ago, it was grey, windy, raining and 50.
it has not changed.
motherfuckers. this is not cool.
ingersoll
robet ingersoll was one of the most popular speakers back in his day. he was a raging awesome atheist and was just eloquent and perfect.
if you go to itunes and search podcasts for ingersoll, someone has turned a bunch of his lectures/writings into audio available for free download.
if you need to brush up on your atheism or are new to it or want to learn to be a rational person with no imaginary friends, it’s right there. just for you.