Thursday, June 29, 2006

Catching Up...

And here I thought I'd have nothing to do...

Grooving on the original soundtrack to JCS as I write this... Ian Gillan, later Deep Purple, as Jesus, nice...

So, I've kept occupied. An interview tomorrow at 11am, one last Tuesday at 1pm... no job per se, just conversations, so far.

I did take off for Atlanta and saw the Red Sox play there Sunday the 18th... that was fun and spontaneous. A great time, from talking to Milen the Bulgarian shuttle driver getting me to my hotel from the airport, to wandering around Atlanta, to the game (we won)seeing Schilling pitch and Papi hit a homer, Trot slide and catch, nice... waiting 4.5 hours in Detroit for the connector on Monday, not so nice.

Spent last Saturday afternoon out on the lake in my friend Leo's boat... how amazing is it to have that lake right here, that ability to escape out there? Spent hours out in the sun... now I'm sunburned and sore, but it was worth it. I didn't think I'd end up taking my shirt off. I usually don't. My Buddah belly ain't that appealing, I'm sure. I see other dudes, larger, even, shirtless and unappealing... I just don't want to be one of them, you know?

But I am writing this with my shirt off... the burn is still there, starting to itch, too (great), so I'm making do.

I talked to my old friend Sean yesterday. He called up to check up on me... and how cool is that? Just good to know you have friends out there, isn't it?

I've been writing the sequels to "Vatican Assassin", too. The second draft of "Vatican Ambassador" and the first of "Vatican Abdicator". Both of those titles are tentative, by the way. There's some continuity with those titles, but I don't know if they'll stick.

Working and living...

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Unemployed Deadbeat

Well, here it is, day two of the rest of my life. I cleaned out my office last night, left a lot of crap, took a lot of crap with me. It was nice to see everyone one last time... I'm sure I'll see folks again, but it will be different. Poor Sue almost cried. It was emotional. It's been great working with Sue, and almost everyone else. Chris was kind, too; even Kevin was sympathetic and offered any help he could give. Brian Crogan called, left a message on my home machine. Some good people I'm leaving behind. Went and got drunk at the OP, talked serious magical metaphysics with Casey, didn't pay for a beer... cabbed it home, devoured pizza...

Woke up this morning and scored my triple latte from Radio Bean, prepped some script samples and audio files to go with my resume, called back Joe Egan who'd called with a possible lead, but he was with a client, checked in on the comic book writers forum, and responded to Ethan who said he might have a lead on some voice work... checked on the news... and started writing an entry for my blog. Now it's time to do some writing!

I aim to take advantage of this downtime to shepherd the sequel to "Vatican Assassin" into a publication-worthy state!


Monday, June 12, 2006

End Of An Era

I was handed my "termination immediately" letter this morning by Hall Communications, after 18 years on the air on WIZN. I brought it on myself: I neglected to update the station's concert line for over two weeks (I've been pretty distant, unfocussed and spacey lately... and hating hearing the ads for Father's Day). I was already on probation, so the axe fell. I'm still a bit stunned by it all, but I'm trying not to stop going, doing, working, communicating (like I am here, I suppose). I've updated my resume and posted with and on All Access. Called Mom, emailed my brother and sister, talked to Tim, my brother. Spoke to my friend Joe Egan who owns a recording studio, told him I was available for voice work. Sent an article to my pal Casey at Seven Days to see if he thought it was worth anything, to work up some freelance possibilities. I even called up my old boss, Steve Cormier, who's been on a rival station (a bitter rival, grrr...) for years, just to see if there was anything available there. Dave Parker, another jock from 'IZN just called with his sympathies. I go back to clean out my office later this afternoon, not really looking forward to that.