‘Manifest’ got picked up by NBC to go to series. For those of us that were core, that meant that we were guaranteed work, for the fence people, well that was something else entirely. In addition to the email asking us for our availability in the coming months, we were asked to verify our identity … Continue reading Meltdowns and Mentors.
Every day that you’re on a production, there’s something called a ‘call sheet’. The call sheet is essentially the schedule for the day, who’s doing what, who is the key contact for each department, and who’s in what scene and where. As an extra, we don’t exist on the call sheet. We’re relegated to a … Continue reading A Real Number.
(Part I) —————— So I left the room. I didn’t leave so much as I bolted. I don’t know why, I just felt like I had to get out. There is nothing decent about the casino floor at 6am. That saying about nothing good happening after 2am, you can basically extend that till 10am for … Continue reading Pas de Deux, Pt. II: Head Above Water
The first thing I do when I get to a casino hotel room is to check the safe. I know I’ve been doing this for a while now, but I’m still never super comfortable carrying around large amount of cash in a duffel bag. In addition to it being super cliche, there’s really no way … Continue reading Pas de Deux, Pt. I: Three. Five. Five. Two.
In every bet, there is a fool and a thief.
The King of Hearts is my lucky card. The card is supposedly depicting Charlemagne, who died after impaling himself with a sword. I always liked how unique the Suicide King was in the deck, and that was even before I found out that I can’t lose with that card.
Okay, that may be an exaggeration, but I’ve played thousands upon thousands of hands, and because of what I do, I keep pretty extensive statistics on hands. I legitimately have above an 85% win rate when I get dealt the Suicide King. There is absolutely no rhyme or reason to it, and there will be almost certain a regression to the mean, but till then, my card is my card, and that is the one fallacy that I believe in. Hang around gamblers enough, some of their lunacy rubs off on you.
“When a magician waves his hand and says, ‘This is where the magic is happening.’ The real trick is happening somewhere else.”
My parents always told me that you make your own luck. I’m pretty sure neither of them intended for me to take that literally. One of my hobbies involves applied statistics and a love of cards. The key to being successful at what I do is to make a great first impression, and then be utterly forgettable. You never want to attract attention, especially when you’re winning. And there is nothing more distracting in the world than a beautiful woman in a red dress. Continue reading “15 Monkeys and the Suicide King, Part I: The Woman”
I never liked rain. Sunshine? Snow? Thunderstorms? Yes. Rain, freezing rain, anything with liquid precipitation, hell no. And because the universe is constantly mocking me, I get drenched at least once a season. Most of the time, it’s my own damn fault. I wake up everyday and check the weather. If there’s a good chance … Continue reading My Lucky Umbrella