The One Way Street

6:10pm: I rewrote Hamlet's Soliloquy to be relevant to a new policy adopted at URI Theatre. Let me know what y'all think...

To be or not to be in a URI production, that is the question.
Whether tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of an arduous college production
Or to take a part in an outside production
And in being cast, prosper. To act, to sing—
No more – and by a cast list to say we end
The heartache that comes to those who are
Never cast. Tis a pipe dream
Devoutly to be wished. To prepare, to audition,
To audition perchance to be cast, ay there’s the rub,
For in that college show, what salary do we see
When we have worked our asses off for measly credits three,
Must give us pause. There’s the respect that makes
Professional work so great.
For who would bear the whips and scorns of silly rules,
Such as Hanson’s, the proud lecturer’s wasted class time,
The pangs of a barren resume, the long rehearsal’s delay,
The absence of work after college, and the spurns
That patient merit of th’ unworthy takes
When he himself gets precast when the part
Should go to thee? Who would fardels bare
To grunt and sweat under hot stage lights,
But that the dread of something better than URI,
The undiscovered equity theater, for when working there,
No actor returns, puzzles the will,
For it is greater to be paid and have real work on the resume,
Than to never be cast in a simple college show.
Thus the law of URI Theatre makes cowards of us all,
And thus the desire to succeed
Is sicklied o’er with the pale cast of Company Policy,
And enterprise of great pitch and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry
And lose the name of good experience – Soft you now,
The damn Blevins Policy! – Nymph, in thy stupid rule
Be all my sins remembered.

2:29pm: Being pissed at someone is so much easier than being depressed about them. I think I'll run with this for a while.

PS: Great F'n cast party. Y'all played like champions!

1:59am: Just an update... Wanna make sure we're all on the same page. I built up a crazy, fucked up back story for Tybalt... so if you ever see me in rehearsal and I seem like I'm bummed or something, that's mainly just a Tybalt thing. I mean, of course I'm going through my own little thing, but I dont show that usually. If you see me bumming in rehearsal, I'm just trying to connect to the character, cause this is a hard one... That is all.

2:57am: ok... not as bad as i thought it was... go about your business.

2:19pm: I bet y'all didn't expect to see me on here again. But I'm bored, trying to kill time before rehearsal and thought a little venting would be good. Dealing with a small amount of heartbreak right now. And it sucks cause last night as soon as the bad news came I went home and just started drinking more and more which is easy to do when you live in a frathouse and have all that encouragement. So now I'm hungover and dealing with the emotional bullshit. It really sucks. Thank god Aerosmith is tomorrow night. My fix is long overdue. Damn them for taking a year off. So I realized all this emotional shit is probably good for me as Tybalt. I can really use it. Doesn't it suck when getting your heartbroken is a good thing? Such is theatre. What the fuck. I think Tybalt really did get his heart broken and that's part of the reason why he's so fucked up. Maybe it was something really intense. So now he hides his hurt with rage. And his relationship with Lady Capulet (yeah, we're doing that) is pure lust and only lust. At least for me. On one level I want the audience to hate and be afraid of me... but I also want them to feel bad for me. I want the audience to see the pain in my eyes. The disdain for the world around him. The chaos that is Verona is the perfect habitat for the fiery Tybalt. Takes his mind off everything else and puts all of his feelings into the tip of his blade. Well... I think this is enough. I could go on and on but I grow weary of this. Time to scare the shit out of some Montagues.

2:24am: So my night with Michael Corrente is over. It's 2:30am and I'm wasted and on some kind of weird high after a night of high class and frivolity. Not gonna say anything so as not to incriminate anyone... let's just say, Michael Corrente is my hero. I love the man.

Alright... here's the update on the business aspect.

I'm going to NYC on the 30th to catch a screening of his latest movie with a bunch of big shots. One certainty is Howard Stern. Possibly Bobby Deniro. Staying the night at his studio apartment. Yes, I've got it to myself. Fucking awesome.

The Buddy Cianci movie is being pushed back. He's waiting for the perfect screenplay. They just finished the fifth draft and he's waiting for more. Not gonna start working on it until he's satisfied with the script. So it might take some time. But meanwhile, he's got another movie coming up. Here's the deal...

This movie is about five guys who are in a garage band. They all cook at an insane asylum. There's all kinds of drama but eventually shit goes down at the asylum and all these lunatics start killing people and these five guys get picked off one by one. Michael says it's one of the scariest things he's ever read. He's not directing it but he's producing it. He said I'm gonna be one of the five guys in it but I'm also gonna be a PA so that I can also make some decent money. Sounds like a good deal. This is gonna start filming around thanksgiving, so Romeo and Juliet is definitely out. No chance I'm doing that one.

So here's the score...
I can definitely do Blithe Spirit
I definitely can't do R&J
I can probably do Urinetown
I might be able to do Angels, not sure...

So there ya go... I just look forward to another night of craziness with Michael tomorrow and also in Manhattan... that'll be fucking nuts. It's great getting served everywhere you go when you're with a hollywood big shot even though you're only 20.

"Hey ladies, can I buy you a house or something? I'll do it!"

11:17pm: As if I didn't have enough reasons to call Jimmy Buffett my hero and savior, but he has created a new drink that is just outta sight.

Jimmy has his own Tequila and his own Margarita mix... but now he has Mango Margarita mix... it's fucking amazing. Probably my new favorite drink... okay, that is all.

8:45pm: An update on the happenings. Last night the filmed the bulk of the episode, the actual investigation of the haunted areas of the ship. I am not allowed to tell you about anything that was filmed as it may appear in the episode and it's supposed to be a surprise. Just so ya know, there's a lot of really great stuff this season. Some definite proof of the existence of ghosts. As for last night on the Queen Mary, some crazy stuff definitely happened. Now that could mean that there were supernatural occurences OR something completely different. But it's definitely a pretty big thing. Can't wait for the episode to air.

However, I can tell you what happened off camera. Another guy and myself went off to the pool during a break. The pool is the creepiest fucking place I've ever been. It's this dried out pool that was built in the early 1900s. So not only is it creepy, it's vintage! Anyway, this guy, Ian, and I were up on the balcony of the 1st class pool and he was asking the little girl who haunts the pool to make a noise if she was there. As soon as he said that, we both heard footsteps in a nearby hall. It's this very short hall that we were both standing with our backs to it. At the end of the hall is a door. We went to this hallway and there was nobody there. We opened the door and the first thing we noticed was that the doorknob was loose and made a lot of noise when you first touch it. Then, the door itself is very creeky. The door makes lots of noise all together and there was absolutely nobody in the room that the door led to. We both knew we heard the footsteps coming from that hallway and we did not hear a door open or close. That and the fact that I get this terrible uneasy feeling every time I step in there.

Anyway, I took lots of pictures of all the haunted areas on the ship so maybe I'll see something when they're developed.

8:02pm: I am here at the Queen Mary. This boat is really freaking creepy. Last night we all went to the bar and got wasted. We then roamed around the ship to supposedly haunted places. The pool room is uber-creepy. It's where a little girl supposedly drowned long ago. It's been closed for 30 years. It's empty and old. Very scary. Also, we took this really strange, old elevator to get there. Apparently, the elevators are haunted too. We found this out when it constantly made unhealthy noises. When we tried to go back up, we pressed the button to get back up and the doors closed but didn't go anywhere. We kept pressing it and it did nothing. We tried finding another way up and the security guard told us we couldnt be there. We said we'd love to go back to our room but it wasnt working. We went back to the elevator with the angry guard and he pressed the same button we pressed. It lit up and we went right up to our floor. what the fuck....

We're filming the investigation tonight and hoping other stuff happens. One of the stars stayed in a haunted room. He heard whistling coming from his shower and his lamp turned off. It didn't burn out, it actually clicked off. He saw the switch turn. He turned the switch himself and it turned back on. Go ahead and explain that one. These guys are skeptics too. They arent your average ghost hunters. Rather than going around trying to prove that ghosts are there, they go around trying to prove that ghosts aren't there. Good stuff. Hopefully going to Disney tomorrow. That's all for now.

8:13pm: Today's the last day in San Jose. Heading to Long Beach tomorrow. We're investigating the famous ship called, The Queen Mary. And we're actually staying there. 4 nights on a haunted ship. Damn...

So the three stars of the show, Jason, Grant, and Steve, will be staying in three haunted rooms and there'll be cameras set up in those rooms in case anything happens. This episode will be the last episode of season 2. Season 2 stars wednesday, I believe at 8. Sci-Fi Channel, Ghost Hunters. Make sure you see it. It's a good show. Anyway... we completely trashed the hotel room last night. Hobin and I now have a problem making eye contact with the maids because we feel guilty. I'm gonna go to Disneyland on tuesday. And then we're all gonna pretty much be partying onboard the Queen Mary, getting drunk and offending some ghosts. We might have to party in one of the haunted rooms one night, in case ghosts get pissed off at us for being beligerent and we can get it on camera. Who knows, I might make it on the show.

I leave you with this little bit from a great song by the Allman Brothers called Soulshine:

Sometimes a man can feel this emptiness,
Like a woman has robbed him of his very soul.
A woman too, God knows, she can feel like this.
And when your world seems cold, you got to let your spirit take control.

Let your soul shine,
It’s better than sunshine,
It’s better than moonshine,
Damn sure better than rain.
Lord now people don’t mind,
We all get this way sometimes,
Gotta let your soul shine, shine till the break of day.

3:36am: Greetings from Nevada
Oh man... I'm not even in California yet, and already I've got stories.

There are perks to being part of a nationally syndicated television show's film crew. One of which is not being carded at Vegas casinos. Not that it matters in my case though. I've never been one for gambling. I spent someone else's three quarters on a slot machine and lost. I immediately quit gambling for the night. It just doesn't do it for me.

The highlight so far was in Des Moines, Iowa. We went to this terrible strip club called Big Earl's Gold Mine. It was my first time at a strip club. We quickly discovered that it was also a whorehouse after we heard one of the girls listing the "menu". The guest of honor for the week was a pornstar named Ruby. No last name. That's it. Anyway, she was doing all kinds of stuff and then she did something called the Ride For Five. You pay five bucks and she basically puts her hands down your pants, rides you while you're lying on the stage, and anything else she wants. If you pay 10, you get a polaroid as well and if you pay 20, you get a dvd with the ride.

A few guys on the crew decided to get 20 bucks together and get me up on stage. I said no at first but it was futile. I got up there and right away she made comments about how cute and innocent I looked. Keep in mind, she's naked during all of this. She's doing her thing, puts her hand down my pants and starts telling me that she likes me and would be willing to have sex with me for free....

Wait... what?! Haha. Yup... then she takes my shirt off and starts biting my nipples. She didn't do this with any of the other guys. She finished up and gave me the dvd. Told me she liked my shirt too and said she wanted to talk to me afterward.

Well she finished her thing and we had some beers to finish up so we stuck around until we finished. She came back out and sat to do autographs and stuff. She was telling us about how she doesn't do porn anymore since she got married but her husband was a soldier in Afghanistan which is why she wanted to have sex with me. I turned her down for those wondering if I accepted or not... something about a chick that has had sex with thousands of people just doesn't do it for me. But then she gave me her personal email address and told me to email her sometime.

Now I can say that a pornstar was hitting on me. Very forward too, as a pornstar should be. Though not sure how much of a compliment that is.

Tomorrow we head out for San Jose. 4 days down... 2 and a half weeks to go. I'll keep y'all informed as the time goes by. Especially if I run into any good fortune in the land of movie stars. Not that I'll really need it at this point since I'm signing for up to 7 national release projects with Mr. Corrente. Gotta love good connections and decent auditions. Meeting Paul Giamatti when I get back. Very exciting. Been reading Prince of Providence for a little bit of research for the movie. It's a really good book so far. A long read, but I recommend it. Take care, all. Season Two for the show starts next week, Wednesdays at 9 on the Sci-Fi Channel. It's called Ghost Hunters. One of the stars is Steve, he and I kinda bonded. He's pretty hardcore. Check out the show.

5:11pm: This is actually old news but I keep forgetting about it. Yeah... Paul Giamatti and Michael Corrente are gonna be having dinner at my house when I get back from LA.

Yeah.

1:23am: Okay... so I didn't really like Rent when I saw it on Broadway, but the movie actually looks really good. And I think they got Adam Pascale for Roger. Here's the link to the trailer. Check it out...

http://www.apple.com/trailers/sony_pictures/rent/

12:41am: I now have a fixed appointment with someone very important once I got to LA next month to work on that TV show.

Aaaaand who might that very important person be... oh, just Brad Pitt's agent.
Ha!

So let's sum it all up:

-Extra work for Shotime's "The Brotherhood"
-Short-time behind the scenes work for Sci-Fi's "Ghost Hunters"
-Commercials for the New England/New York area
-A personal meeting with Brad Pitt's agent
-A decent sized speaking roles in Tribeca's "The Buddy System" where I'll be in scenes with Mr. Paul Giamatti
-On-Screen and Off-Screen work on up to 7 of Michael Corrente's upcoming major motion pictures

Woot!

I'll probably only be living in RI for about another year at the most. The time is coming to get the hell out of Dodge!

8:12pm: Jimmy inspired me to start writing songs again...
Here's one I did today. Very Buffett inspired and semi-autobiographical.

A Pirate's Life



Listening to the rhythm comin’ from
my faithful old guitar
Won’t even waste my time no more
wishin’ on a star
Well I can’t even seem to find a job
And my love life ain’t quite right
But I’ll always find consolation in
My semi-piratical life
Because I’m

Living on an island with a margarita close at hand
There’s a schooner off in the distance
And I’m making songs with my one man band
I hear the sounds of the ocean every day and every night
So why should I care if mommy’s sad that I never took a wife
I lead a pirate’s life

Listening to the rhythm comin’ from my
Margaritaville ringtone
I picked up my banana phone and
The number was unknown
Well I had to search my memory to guess
this old voice from the past
Was an old flame sayin’ she stills loves me
but she’s drunk and havin a blast
She’ll never remember confessing her love
When she’s sober and can clearly see
But I’ll always find consolation cause
A pirate’s only love is the sea
And now I’m

Living on an island with a margarita close at hand
There’s a schooner off in the distance
And I’m making songs with my one man band
I hear the sounds of the ocean every day and every night
So why should I care if mommy’s sad that I never took a wife
I lead a pirate’s life

Listening to the rhythm of the
Palms trees swayin’ in the wind
I’m just laying in the sunlight
And all the benefits are fringe
I may not be a rich man but
There’s a couple things the rich ain’t got
It’s a song, a smile and an instrument
And the rhythms are always hot
Because now I’m

Living on an island with a margarita close at hand
There’s a schooner off in the distance
And I’m making songs with my one man band
I hear the sounds of the ocean every day and every night
So why should I care if mommy’s sad that I never took a wife
I lead a pirate’s life
I live a pirate’s life
I live the perfect life

7:46pm: Where is that damn shaker of salt? There must be a woman to blame...
Or so some people claim...

I notice that quite a few people may be having problems in their life right now. Me I can't complain... But I can give some pretty damn good advice.

Go to a Jimmy Buffett concert as soon as you can. Don't let the expense get to you... it is well worth at least $1000 per ticket, but you'll probably only spend $300 at the most. I got lucky with $86. Now... just go to the show, no matter how far away it may be, bring lots of food, lots of corona, lots of margaritas. Don't worry about cops busting you in the parking lot for drinking in public or even for drinking underage... Cops won't bother you at a Jimmy show... in fact, they'll probably join you in your partying and maybe even buy you a beer. Bring lots of good music to play and make sure you're partying in the parking lot at least 5 hours before the show. There will be ice luges, beer pong tables, lots of tiki bars, little games for which the prizes are shots, and all of this will be in the parking lot. And there will be much more than this. You'll probably run into some nice people who will smoke some joints with you. Then you'll go to the show and discover that Jimmy is by far the coolest person that has ever lived in the history of the world. You will have the best night of your life at the best concert that ever was. You will forget about all your problems and the high from the show will last for days, i'm guessing even weeks, or perhaps a lifetime... because that's how fucking awesome Jimmy is.

This method works... trust me... I know... I went to the show last night. And I can now safely say that my life is probably changed for the better after that show. Nothing is wrong at all. I have never been to a party like that. And when I say cops were partying along with us... I'm not kidding. Jimmy changes the rules of everything. He is a way of life. He is my hero. No party any of you ever go to could measure up to that show and the parking lot beforehand. Okay... public service announcement over. Heed my advice... you won't regret it.

Oh and PS... dress in tropical gear.

2:56am: You'll be missed, brother.

1:04am: Got a call today saying that I got an extra part on the Brotherhood tv show and I start filming on July 11th... so here's the score so far:

1: Independent Film with Hobin... lead role
2: The Buddy Cianci movie with Paul Giamatti... supporting role (bigger than i thought)
3: Lots of commercial work for all summer
4: The Brotherhood on Shotime... extra work

*5: Possible extra work on "The Departed" with Martin Scorcese


After the Buddy movie is done and I drop $1300, I get my SAG card.
Things are going mighty fine. Here's the deal with school. I will be there in the fall but might not be able to do any plays. Maybe...
As for the spring, it looks like I'll either be there very very rarely or not at all since the Buddy movie starts filming in December and I'm gonna have to be there a lot.
It's cool though, I'm sure I'll learn more from doing a scene or two with Paul Giamatti than I would from a lifetime of classes with Bryna.

2:11pm: Are your ready?
I figured in my spare time I should update this thing and let everyone know how awesome everything is.
So exactly how awesome are things going for me right now? Here's a brief summary.

-Got cast as a lead role in an independent movie which I'm filming right now and we're going to LA for work on it in July. Title: A Mellow Life

-My role in the Buddy Cianci movie has been finalized and it's all a done deal. Had dinner with the director the other night and went out for drinks with him the night before. Also saw a screening of his most recent movie which starred Alec Balwin, Freddie Prinze Jr and Mena Suvari. Great flick. He likes me alot and is impressed with my resume. Paul Giamatti has been signed to play Buddy. Title: The Buddy System

-I got a call from a casting director for the Martin Scorcese movie starring Jack Nicholson, Mark Wahlberg, Matt Damon and Leo DiCaprio that Tony Estrella got into and they want to meet me to discuss a part for me in the movie. Title: The Departed

-Got an offer to do a bunch of commercials.

-Got a 3.82 GPA this semester.

-Going to see Jimmy Buffett on June 22nd.

-Recently played with a rockin' blues band and rocked the fuckin' house.

-Going to Portugal in August.


So yes... things are going quite well for me. My parents had a talk with me recently out of the blues saying that if this is my big break, they have no problem with me not finishing school. So folks, this could be my last semester at good ol' URI. Well... the independent flick will be done by the end of the summer. The Departed starts filming June 15th. The Buddy System starts filming in December. I might not even be at URI in the fall depending on what happens with The Departed. So yes, looks like I'll have an agent and a SAG card pretty soon.
I had been pretty down because of a lack of romance in my life... but fuck, who gives a shit about that when all this good stuff is happening?!
So uh... I'm doing alright, I guess. Ya know... so-so, asi-asi... that type of thing.

Gotta wonder though... are there as many psychotic, gossiping whores in LA as there are at URI?
HA!

Alright... that was a cheap shot. My apologies.

7:10pm: So this is the beginning of my stardom.

We start filming tomorrow. Off to LA in July. I'll be gone for a few weeks. And indefinite amount of time. However long it takes to finish this thing. It'll be going to all the big film festivals in LA and hopefully they'll sell this flick to a studio and I'll make some money and somebody important will notice me. This could be the start of the big time. Let's see what happens. Woo!!!

1:45pm: Hehehe....

Well... I now have a good reason to wear my phantom of the opera mask.

Last night I went back to my karate school for the first time since last august. It was fight night. For those of you who don't know, fight night is every friday night at 7. Everyone in the school with enough balls to just go balls to the wall and fight each other shows up. It's usually only 6 or 7 people. Well, last night I realized just how rusty I had gotten. I'm not as fast as I used to be. I fought everyone there and did really well. There's this kid who was pretty equaled to me but I always beat him in the end. Last year I even broke his jaw. Last night, he paid me back. Ya see, I left for college and stopped practicing, and he stayed at the dojo and got better. So I got slower and he got faster. He punched me in the mouth which filled my mouthguard with blood and then caught me square in the nose. Ya see, when the black belts fight at fight night, it's full contact. So now I have a broken nose and a very fat lip. The break isn't serious, but it's enough to be red and purple and slightly swollen and my lip is freaking huge. But, like a true black belt, I kept fighting and I bruised his ribs with a good ole sidekick. And then shortly after that fight, I went up against my Sensei. But he had a little more control and I did surprisingly well against him. But that may have had something to do with his recent back surgery and the fact that he fought everyone else in the class right before me since he went in ascending order according to rank and I was the highest rank there.

So I've been walking around with my Phantom mask as a joke for people who havent seen it yet since it does a pretty good job of covering it up.

Oh... but here's the kicker. There's this girl I met a year ago who is absolutely drop dead gorgeous. Probably the most beautiful girl I've ever met, at least according to my tastes. She always gave me the vibes and the special glances and stuff but she had a boyfriend. So last night was the first night I'd seen her in a year because it was my cousin's grad party and she's my cousin's friend. Wouldn't ya know it! The first time I see her in awhile is right after I bust up my face. Son of a bitch! Haha... but she said I still look cute and gave me her new phone number and wants me to apply at the place she works. I don't know if she still has a boyfriend. Here's hoping.

To be honest, I'm surprised she even remembered me. You can only imagine how happy I was that she did.

Another funny thing is that she was the first person I saw while I was walking up to the house. And she still knew it was me with the ice pack hiding most of my face. Got a hug from her and everything.

Jesus, I'm all giddy. I'm supposed to play harmonica next weekend at my cousin's party with a couple bands that they're having. I hope my lip heals by then because as I remember, this girl was always into my harmonica playing and I have to be the lame boy that I am and work my feeble attempts at impressing her.

I feel like the random pathetic monkey in a tree that's doing all the crazy flips and such to impress the lady monkeys, but everyone's already got their hunk of a monkey.

Here's hoping. Please be single!!!

1:04pm: Okay!

So I've decided not to go to the banquet. First off, it's not as fun as people make it out to be. Secondly, I fear the roast will be more embarassing for the roasters than the roastees this year. And finally, I've got better things to do with my $22.

I'm moving home tonight after the singing final. Of course, it's going to take today, tomorrow, and wednesday to move everything out seeing as I have far too much shit here.

Alright... that is all.

1:15am: An epiphany
Alright... so I had seperated myself from theatre parties and getting involved with any theatre girls, be it hook-ups or romantic involvement. And I've been keeping true to that vow. Yes, I've been hanging out with random theatre people once in a bit. For instance, tonight's Shakespeare night was terrific. Things like that are cool. But parties and homes of certain people are not cool anymore. Some people just draw drama to them like magnets. So I am keeping with my oath... but now I add upon it.
I now vow to go to no theatre parties or hang out at people's houses except with a few exceptions that I know to be drama-free. And if I am somewhere in which there is drama, I will be leaving immediately.

At this point, here are my concerns...
-Lambda Chi Alpha
-Becoming the best fucking actor ever
-Getting the whole outta Rhode Island

Not necessarily in that order.

I'm actually gonna be auditioning at the Gamm and if I get cast there, even though I like the URI season next year, I'll take a shitty show at Gamm over the best show next season... cause at the Gamm, it's a whole new company that is anything but immature and petty.

That and Tony is fucking brilliant and I want any chance I can get to work with him as much as possible.

No worries for those of you reading this... most of the theatre people that are on my friends list are on the "okay to hang out with" list.

Doesn't it baffle you how many college students still act like they're still in high school? No matter how old they get, they're still immature and psychotic as can be.

12:47am: I think I hate every female that ever inhabited this earth... it's a spite thing.

So yeah... fuck you all.

1:04am: If you want to see one of the most absurd things ever starring me, joe k., pat bosworth, and joel... go to the following link...

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Download that file... it's a five minute movie and WELL worth your time!