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.
So the Committee was back in town for Labor Day weekend. Five days of going out. Four days of meeting strangers. More specifically, four days of flirting with women. As you can imagine, it was as hilariously awkward, poignant, and infuriating all at the same time. All of the following are actual things said to … Continue reading The Night Is Dark, and Full of Errors
I’m a night owl by nature. There’s something inherently intriguing about wandering the city under the streetlights that has its own allure. I’m usually 100% behind whatever New York nightlife has to offer me, with one big exception, clubbing. By and large I’m not opposed to the concept of a nightclub. I genuinely love dancing, … Continue reading Red Bull and Regrets, Part I: The Committee
So as we are supposed to be in the tail end of winter in New York, it seems as if we keep getting hit with bouts of snow and relentless cold. Winter in New York is beautiful, you know, if you can watch it from a high perched window over Central Park with the amenities … Continue reading Short(ish) Skirt, Long Jacket
Bright Lights, Bigger City
When I visited my mentor for the last time in Pittsburgh, we talked about how I’ve grown, and as we were saying our goodbyes, she asked me a very simple question:
“Would you rather be a big fish in a small pond or a small fish in a big pond?”