So, I just realized that I begin most of my posts with "So, blah blah blah..."

Yeah, that's probably not going to change anytime soon.

Anyway-

I thought, at one point, that I had learned how to be a relatively uninhibited improviser when it came to acting exercises and/or auditions.

I learned different today.

Today I did an audition down in North Hollywood that consisted completely of improv, for three auditors.

Those three auditors were black women about my age.

The sense of Political Correctness horsewhipped into me by life in the late 20th/early 21st centuries made me seize up and second guess every choice I made on the fly.

I'm sure it just looked like a mediocre audition to them, but I could have done better.

What is most comedy, anyway, but words that should offend and instead invoke laughter, merely because of the delivery?

I'm good at the offensive part, not so good at the laughter part.

Well, c'est la vie.





On a broader, more ambiguous level, I spent most of the day more depressed, angry and confused than I've been in a long time.

Why? you ask.

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