Monday, July 7, 2008

The Drama Bookstore Adventure

Late last night I got this business-in-the-front, but still terrific email saying that I was up for a part I've wanted to play since college. They wanted me to prep another monologue from the same writer. 

I woke up early this morning and decide to go down to the Drama Bookstore on 40th in my old trotting ground of my old shopper-is-a-fancy-way-of-saying-delivery-bitch job. I get out of the subway and am immediately suffocated by the 41st street air on this 84 degree humid day the rotting fart smell was particularly buoyant. 

To add to my claustrophobia I am plunged into a crowd of very confused, incredibly foreign tourist forcing you to walk around there rolly bags like traffic cones on a DMV test. I can't help but feel that some Taxi driver or hotel.com trafficker sent these people to the middle of crowded nowhere to look for shelter and a purpose. There is nothing with in a 20 blocks south of that street other than sweatshops and products to support said shops. I am struck with the immediate relief that I am no longer forced to trudge up and down this crowded cluster-fuck with 2,000 yards of fabric in a thin plastic sack, I am one blessed girl.

The Drama Bookstore is one of my favorite places in NYC namely because I can find what I want easily and with out distraction. I love just being saturated in plays, which is a new feeling since it's such a bitch to find plays in a bookstore in SD. I bought two plays naturally hoping that my investment will pay off. I did some H&M and Sephora therapy afterward, (resisting the urge to punch 5 people in the face on the crawl down to 34th) only essentials ho-hum which made me long for the high-roller dresser days, not the work but the cash.

I'm going to try and get a little sleep in before I visit the coffee mecca so that I can stay awake for 15 more hours. I'm not complaining, I love acting gigs.

The best/fucked up NYC moment of the day, as I am passing by one of the young street vendors/hustlers I hear him call after these two little like 7 year old girls and their Father, "You girls enjoy your day at school o.k and eat because there are children dying of starvation and can't go to school because of people like you" The guy standing next to me goes "Damn I guess he got a lot of no's today"

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