A Meeting, an Audition, and a Rehearsal

My first appointment today was at NBC casting. Whenever I drive somewhere new, it's always confusing. I had never been to the NBC/Universal Studios buildings before. There were three gates to enter this mini-metropolis: Gate 1, Gate 2, and Gate 3. I entered Gate 2, and was told to make a U-turn and go through Gate 3. I tried Gate 3, but I wasn't in the system apparently. I called the person I was meeting, and they told me to go to Gate 1. So, I finally tried Gate 1, and that was the right choice. I would have been horrible on Let's Make a Deal.

I spoke with four people who work for NBC. A couple were casting directors, and I think one was a producer. I don't know, they kind of blend together. I sat there and gave them my usual schpiel. I had a lot of "general" meetings when I first came to L.A., and I learned that I would be telling different people the same things over and over again. I don't mind, I mean I'm excited that big people in Hollywood are interested in me... it just gets repetitive.

The meeting seemed to go well. They all enjoyed my Youtube videos, and named a couple of projects that they would consider me for. They also talked with a casting director who works in New York (I believe she works for 30 Rock). That would be great to have that connection, because I could always take a train up to New York for a day and do an audition, or something.

After the meeting, my next destination was to the In-And-Out Burger. We don't have In-And-Out Burgers on the east coast, so I try and take advantage of the experience while I can.

Then, I had a coaching session in preparation for my My Name is Earl audition. I was having some trouble with it, and although Dennis helped me out a lot, I was still unsure about how I was playing it. I practiced it in the car as I drove to the audition.

It amazes me where some of these auditions take place. If you were auditioning for a big, hit series like My Name is Earl, you'd think you'd end up on the 23rd floor of some skyscraper in Los Angeles. This audition took place in what seemed, from the outside, to be an abandoned dentist's office. I entered the building, double-checking the address. Sure enough, I saw a door with a sign, printed-out from a computer, scotch-taped to the door, that read something along the lines of, "DAVA WAITE PEASLEE CASTING THIS WAY," with an arrow pointing down a hallway. After I reached the end of the hall, I saw another sign, pointing to a door that said the same thing. I got to a door, and it said, "FIRST DOOR ON RIGHT." This is fun, I thought. It's like an adventure. I opened the door, where I ended up outside. I saw the first door on the right, and entered another building. Now, I stood in a large, echoey, basement-looking room with random furniture (and when I say random, I mean like five different species of furniture: office, living room, bedroom, kitchen, bathroom) scattered around the two far sides. What do I do now? Then I saw a familiar sight: the sign-in table. I signed my name, the role I was auditioning for, and the agency that represented me. I then picked a chair (an office chair with wheels) and sat down.

A woman called me in, and we sat down to read through it. After trying it a few times in a few different ways, we said our goodbyes, and I left. I'm really unsure about this one... if I get it, it'll be a long shot. The part would be better going to someone like Christopher Walken, honestly.

After that, I met with a kid from my acting class to rehearse our sketch for Thursday.

Tomorrow, I have nothing except to rehearse the sketch a bit more, and on Thursday I meet with another casting agent for NBC.

That about does it for this post.