Ali Davis (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} alidavis) wrote,@ 2006-10-01 20:20:00 |
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Shaping up and shipping out are not mutually exclusive.
So I'm on a boat. A great big boat. I like saying "boat". People will snottily tell you to call it a "ship," yes. Many of these people have never been closer to an ocean than Kansas, but they will tell you, and with great weight and authority. They are correct, but I mock them anyway. There is, in fact, an in-joke in my cast already about people getting snippy about how it's a ship. Maybe I'll see their point one day, but not yet.
"One day" may be anytime between now and the beginning of February; I am on this boat for a good long stretch. It was a scary decision, but I'm glad. I wasn't getting any writing done after the day job. Some rehearsing and performing at night, and a few tiny scraps of sleep, but precious little writing - one little sitcom spec and a very little bit of prose - and the writing is really what I moved to L.A. for.
So I took a job back with Second City, doing sketch comedy for cruise ship passengers. It is a ridiculous job, and it comes with gallons and gallons of free time. With luck I'll return with some decent writing, a fresh perspective, and only minimal sunburn damage. To get closer to Hollywood, I have moved far away from it. That feels very Zen.
So far I've gotten my Guest Entertainer I.D., had an extremely fun and productive four-hour rehearsal, failed to figure out what makes our cabin door rattle that way in the dead of night, and spent no small amount of time begging United Airlines to please please please send me my carefully packed bag with everything I need for the next four months in it.
My bag is at LaGuardia airport. This is a marked improvement from Denver Airport, where it was for most of Friday and Saturday, but is still less good than it being in my cabin. I have mostly reached a state of non-attachment about it, except that I'm not sure what I'll wear for Wednesday's show. My new collection of T-shirts featuring my cruise ship's name, while charming, won't quite cut it.
But it's all new enough and weird enough that the bag situation is still pretty funny. I have a LOT of T-shirts with my cruise ship's name on them.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to get some writing done.
I can't wait.
So I'm on a boat. A great big boat. I like saying "boat". People will snottily tell you to call it a "ship," yes. Many of these people have never been closer to an ocean than Kansas, but they will tell you, and with great weight and authority. They are correct, but I mock them anyway. There is, in fact, an in-joke in my cast already about people getting snippy about how it's a ship. Maybe I'll see their point one day, but not yet.
"One day" may be anytime between now and the beginning of February; I am on this boat for a good long stretch. It was a scary decision, but I'm glad. I wasn't getting any writing done after the day job. Some rehearsing and performing at night, and a few tiny scraps of sleep, but precious little writing - one little sitcom spec and a very little bit of prose - and the writing is really what I moved to L.A. for.
So I took a job back with Second City, doing sketch comedy for cruise ship passengers. It is a ridiculous job, and it comes with gallons and gallons of free time. With luck I'll return with some decent writing, a fresh perspective, and only minimal sunburn damage. To get closer to Hollywood, I have moved far away from it. That feels very Zen.
So far I've gotten my Guest Entertainer I.D., had an extremely fun and productive four-hour rehearsal, failed to figure out what makes our cabin door rattle that way in the dead of night, and spent no small amount of time begging United Airlines to please please please send me my carefully packed bag with everything I need for the next four months in it.
My bag is at LaGuardia airport. This is a marked improvement from Denver Airport, where it was for most of Friday and Saturday, but is still less good than it being in my cabin. I have mostly reached a state of non-attachment about it, except that I'm not sure what I'll wear for Wednesday's show. My new collection of T-shirts featuring my cruise ship's name, while charming, won't quite cut it.
But it's all new enough and weird enough that the bag situation is still pretty funny. I have a LOT of T-shirts with my cruise ship's name on them.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to get some writing done.
I can't wait.
