I will be right here waiting for you...

The weekend is almost here, and I haven't talked about last weekend. After work Rinney picked me up and we made our way to Grand Rapids Ohio for dinner and a show. We saw Fiddler and I must say that for a small production it was quite good. Minimal choerograpy, decent singing, and conservative blocking ran the show.

However, Tevye went into and out of his accent, Golde was Scottish, and Motel was a flaming homosexual. Other than those little things, the show was quite good.

We ate at some little dinky place called LaRoe's. Due to time constraints we were lucky enough to get the buffet for only 12.95. A small assortment of chicken, ribs, and rice was served along with nasty bread with crappy butter and tasty walleye water.

After that we went home, and Saturday came. It was time for the FULL MONTY!

Or rather the audition for the Full Monty.

Auditions started at 9:00, but we slept in and got the about quarter after ten. I went in, all dressed up from the outfit Rinney put together, and got an audition form. After going to the bathroom and filling out the form I was told I would be next to audition. It turns out I was the fourth person to audition. That means that the other three guys before me had to be there for at most an hour. I sang my staple song "Poison Ivy" and then we learned the dance. It was taught to us by a good looking red head. Busty and shapely, which is always a good combonation when you have to learn a dance. It makes it easier to pay attention.

The dance was taught to us slowly and then we attempted it with the music. It was like five times faster. Similar to the music that was used for the Grease audition. Needless to say, the dance was quick, but I faired quite well once we got to the part with the pelvic thrust. It was a natural movement for me.

And the director dropped his pop when he saw me do it. It was pretty funny.

Okay, so we finish the audition and the director gathers us. He tells us that he's glad that we came out, that there will be auditions tomorrow, and possibly call backs that afternoon and Sunday night. He asks everyone to kind of stay around for the afternoon...

EXCEPT FOR ME!

Everyone else gets dismissed but me and he pulls me to the side and asks where I'm from. I tell him Ohio. He asks if I auditioned for Dave, the chubby guy who struggles with is weight, I say yes. He tells me that there are a lot of good roles in this show, and that he looks forward to seeing me soon...

Now today is Thursday, and not a word.

I check my e-mail about 15 times a day, check the answering machine on my lunch hour, and keep the phone ready.

But nothing yet...