Hell Froze Over Today

I was asked to return for a second audition for the play and read for the lead male part.

You could have knocked me over with a feather...

I'm pretty sure all the real male actors were out of town, leaving us schmucks to fumble along.

So I read a piece of the big part first with one lady and then, to my great surprise, I read it with one of my favorite women in Boquete. Neither of us have ever been in a play before.

We both got the parts. She got a female lead and I got the male lead.

Now what?

While I am humbled, scared and overwhelmed by all this, I now have to memorize 133 pages of lines.

Shit! Am I in trouble or what?

Putting aside the work for a moment, this is one of those "the stars lined up perfectly" type of opportunities. The director is a pro with a career in L.A. and more, who has put on the most amazing plays in Boquete. You just don't get this kind of experience in life often.

If I was back in the States, first, I wouldn't even considered acting and, second, wouldn't have the opportunity to work with such a renowned director.

I guess there are benefits to going way out on a limb and moving to paradise in a 3rd World Nation!

At this point, I get to revel in the opportunity. This will quickly pass as the work begins.

I can't imagine memorizing all those lines! I am in deep, deep trouble here.

Uh oh!

Uh oh!

Uh oh!

Well, to hell with it all...we are going to the beach for 2 days.

Adious!