Saturday: Co DJ'ed a party and a wedding at the AD CC with K. Long day. Picked up at 1.45 and got home at 11.30. Had a lot of fun though. K is, basically, insane! And very very funny. It rained for hours and hour in LA. The first of the winter season. M went over to M&W's and they watched UC.
Sunday: Daisy was on her last legs so we braced ourselves for the worst and took her to the vet. But... after pumping some fluids into her and putting her on some medicated soft food and different medication, she was a different doggie! Hoorah! ($200 later!)
Monday: Class. Marty was taking the class today and K & I did the second section of the Pillowman. It was rusty to say the least but M was very constructive and gave us some really useful direction along with some new ideas to work on. Sometimes it takes a fresh pair of eyes... Home again and we had a call from the Vet telling us to bring Daisy back for a free ultrasound. Hum... a free ultrasound... why? Turns out that our lovely Vet who saw us yesterday had reviewed Daisy's file and spoken to her colleagues and really needed to check her again. Well, Daisy is not out of the woods and her GB will probably fail in the future at some point (which, of course, is unknown) and her liver isn't getting better. The only thing that may prolong things than the unknown time where her GB fails (which, yes, could be a year or two or longer) would be surgery. We won't be doing that as to put such an old doggie thru all that wouldn't be fair at all. She's doing well on the meds and we will order the fluids online to whack into her whenever she needs a lift.
Oh, forgot to mention that I showed the script for the short sketches to the classmate I really want to shoot as the other character and rather than a polite yes or no, he proceeded to tell me that my comedy was out of date (more specifically about three years - why three years I have no clue) especially the scene with a French character and then asked me for a copy of it so "he could work on it".
Well, bugger me, how I kept my mouth shut I don't know but I don't mind documenting here that rather than being a f**king smarta*** and proceeding to tell me that my material was basically shite and that he felt he can do better (can't everyone when they're dealing with a page of words rather than the blank sheet of paper I started with), why can't 'actors', especially actors with ABSOLUTELY NO F**KING CAREER SO FAR, keep their mouths shut and politely accept or reject the KIND offer of work and, ultimately, exposure. I cannot believe some people's attitude - it absolutely floors me.
Now, I'm not saying that I can write world class material but I do know that I've written, shot and produced more than most people who blithely trash other's people's work. Here's a little piece of free advice... If someone offers you an acting job and places any level of belief in your abilities as an actor to portray the part they have written and are offering you, restrict your response to a simple "yes, excellent, when do we start", or "no, thank you, I would love to but I'm just too busy". That's it. No more. No less. They are not asking you to re-write their material or offer an opinion of the quality of the piece so don't volunteer your tuppence' worth. This writer certainly didn't want it and didn't ask for it.
The upshot of this... I wil recast the part and put it out as a breakdown and I hope, sincerely, that it becomes extremely well known, not for me but for the person I put some faith in who was downright rude (I couldn't give a toss whether he meant to or not). Maybe then, he'll learn that having a shitty attitude hurts you more than you can know. BTW, once I've finished the project, I post the link back to this blog entry just so we can refresh our memory as to the royal cock-up the first choice for the role made.
Rant done, 'nuff said. D*ckhead.
