I spent Monday and Tuesday playing the role of Generator, a fat Dungeons and Dragons geek, on The Sarah Silverman Program. A treat for me because I watch and enjoy the show. An extra thrill because I auditioned and was chosen instead at least one very good fat actor that I know. I will try not to gloat when I see him. Though he can handle it. He works all the time. I'm not generally considered fat, except among TV actors so, I may adopt an eating disorder. All of my scenes were with Brian Posehn, who I've known for a long time, Steve Agee, and 2 other fine actors. My part of the scene with Sarah was shot without her. When she got there, we read our lines so she could work to us and, I felt my performance improve a greatly with a comic actress performing the lines instead of the assistant director's emotionless reading. Alas, there was no camera recording me by then. Still, I will cherish my half hour with Sarah. She and I meet about every 3 or 4 years but she never remembers. We'll shoot 2 more days on location next week. Then they will edit my 6 lines down to "Hey everybody" and it won't even be my voice.
After I got home, I could not find my wallet. Searched all over the house, went back to the stage and looked in-the dressing room, the last place I remember having it; Searched the car. Checked the web sights for credit card activity- there was none, so I didn't cancel anything, hoping it would turn up.
About 4pm yesterday, my friend offered me his tickets to see the Police at the Staples Center. Yes I will go! It's kinda late to get my first choice for a date and I'm not even sure I can get everything I need to do done before meeting up so I call my sure thing. Carolyne had been fighting cancer, and winning, for the last three years. Still, she isn't working and would enjoy a night out. Also she's around my age and likely a fan. She was tired from a long day of riding the bus to doctors and government aid stuff, so like me she wished there had been a little more notice. However we couldn't pass it up. I had seen the Police 2 nights in a row at the Capital Center in Largo, Maryland 20 or so years ago and it was a great show so I was pretty excited. We arrived, the parking pass got us a primo space. We get a couple of hot dogs and popcorn and settled in to watch the opening act. We were about 2/3 of the arena away from the stage. 2nd row of a section 2 seats wide. Carolyne took a nap. Before the police took the stage all the seats filled in. We were very fortunate to be in the "Geezers sittin down and rockin out section" so we could conserve our energy and still enjoy the show. 80% of the crowd was on it's feet the whole time. The show was great, not spectacular. Sting on the left, Andy right, Stewart behind on the drums. They played all the songs we know and love. The only theatrics were different colored lights for each song. Goodnight! followed by the 3 encore charade. We clap until they come back out. 2 more songs. Goodnight! Clap some more. I had forgotten what a great jam "So Lonely" was. Goodnight! Clap some more. "Every Breath You Take" We can go home. Goodnight! Lights up. No resistance getting out of the parking lot. Drop off Carolyne. A stop at Jerry's Deli for a slice of pecan pie and a malt. Life is good.
Watching the Today Show this morning, Willard Scott wishes me a happy birthday. I'm about to go pick up the car from the shop. I'm walking out to the loaner car, realize I've forgotten my phone. Get the phone, now I've lost the key to the loaner. FUCK! Tearing the house up for an hour, I find my wallet. Glad I didn't cancel any cards. Another hour of cursing and tearing up the house and rescheduling appointments and I find the key on the front lawn. So now the rest of the day is free. I'm going to take Carolyne to see another doctor, and maybe I'll see a movie or get some more pie, or both.
It's still my birthday, so if you feel like decorating something...
