Well I’m back at it. This morning I revisited the Equity building for my first EPA in a few months. The auditions were for the play Milk, in which my dear friend Anna is already cast. But a part was available for an adult male who could play 15, and I was carded last year at a movie theatre, so that has to count for something right?

Anyways, the morning went well. I was able to wake up at 6:00, get to the building a few minutes before 8:00, and audition by 10:30. Not only that, but while waiting for my audition, I ran into my old Shakespeare teacher from Berkshire Theatre Festival, Johnny Epstein. He’s pretty much exactly as I remember him, which is how it should be.

On the way home I dropped off my library books – A Collection of Kafka essays and Tolkien’s The Return on the King, the second of which, I sadly did not find the time to read before it was due back. Yet, despite this fact, I felt my pro-active behavior of the morning merited a reward and thus treated myself to a blueberry muffin from The Oak & Iris, my favorite local coffee shop. Finally I bought stamps from my post office, which, despite the wait, was an overall neutral experience and, along with risen rate of found vs. lost mail, leads me to believe that postal code 11218 may be deserving of a rank above the worst post office as determined by Google. Good Job 11218!