The Main Attraction (Kablooie)...
Sit down. This is big.
Grant Monohon was one crazy son of a bitch. He still is. He's also an actor. Lady in the Water, Transamerica, Law and Order, Ipod commericals, Nickleodian, he's been in all. Nothing big, but he's done them. And he's done them because of the way he looks. A wild man with dreadlocks and a crooked smile. He lives in Brooklyn and is making money.
Hey. If he gets work based on how wiley he looks...
He's invited me out to stay with him for as long as I need until I can find work. And I'm gonna. I'm sick of sitting around in this town on my ass. I've been persuing my dreams, but not with both hands (insert masturbation joke here). That's right, folks. Mike's heading to the big NYC to try this damn acting biz. If it fails, then I come home and go back to writing. If it works, then hoofuckingrah!
I'll be leaving within the next two months. Don't worry Kirb and Matt, I'll still be here and we'll still talk. I want to do something big with you guys and who knows? Maybe I'll get it going out in Brooklyn and it'll help us out! Don't even think I won't be taking my scripts with me. I'll slip them to everyone I can find. Under doors, between locks, around bends, and so on.
I have to admit this is already scaring the shit out of me. I'm not worried about the city. I've been to New York before and I survived muggings, whores, and Carnige Hall. It's just the idea of adjusting to actually doing something. Trying harder than every right in the smack o' the hub. Grant has his own agent and he says he's already talking me up. The cleaver bastard even put me on his resume as the first director he ever had to get himself started. Someone bless him.
As long as I take aim and hold nothing back, I'm sure I'll find something. If I don't, you can't say I didn't have balls enough to try.
Look out NYC. Here I come.
P.S. I realize this may piss some of you off. Yes, I'll be far away and without a phone or a computer for some time. Or a long time. But it may be well worth it. I'll try my damnedest to keep you all at my ear when I'm out there.
P.P.S. See Lucky Number Sleven. Any critic or wannabe critic who gave it a bad review deserves to be shot.
Grant Monohon was one crazy son of a bitch. He still is. He's also an actor. Lady in the Water, Transamerica, Law and Order, Ipod commericals, Nickleodian, he's been in all. Nothing big, but he's done them. And he's done them because of the way he looks. A wild man with dreadlocks and a crooked smile. He lives in Brooklyn and is making money.
Hey. If he gets work based on how wiley he looks...
He's invited me out to stay with him for as long as I need until I can find work. And I'm gonna. I'm sick of sitting around in this town on my ass. I've been persuing my dreams, but not with both hands (insert masturbation joke here). That's right, folks. Mike's heading to the big NYC to try this damn acting biz. If it fails, then I come home and go back to writing. If it works, then hoofuckingrah!
I'll be leaving within the next two months. Don't worry Kirb and Matt, I'll still be here and we'll still talk. I want to do something big with you guys and who knows? Maybe I'll get it going out in Brooklyn and it'll help us out! Don't even think I won't be taking my scripts with me. I'll slip them to everyone I can find. Under doors, between locks, around bends, and so on.
I have to admit this is already scaring the shit out of me. I'm not worried about the city. I've been to New York before and I survived muggings, whores, and Carnige Hall. It's just the idea of adjusting to actually doing something. Trying harder than every right in the smack o' the hub. Grant has his own agent and he says he's already talking me up. The cleaver bastard even put me on his resume as the first director he ever had to get himself started. Someone bless him.
As long as I take aim and hold nothing back, I'm sure I'll find something. If I don't, you can't say I didn't have balls enough to try.
Look out NYC. Here I come.
P.S. I realize this may piss some of you off. Yes, I'll be far away and without a phone or a computer for some time. Or a long time. But it may be well worth it. I'll try my damnedest to keep you all at my ear when I'm out there.
P.P.S. See Lucky Number Sleven. Any critic or wannabe critic who gave it a bad review deserves to be shot.