(The Mighty Kymm--you'll not see nothing like!)


15 May

So, a week ago Le called me offering me two replacement roles, whichever one needed people the most when I called (did that make sense?) but I wasn't checking my messages that week and didn't get the message for a few days, so when I finally called them and left messages, I thought it was pretty unlikely that they would need me.

Well, thank God, because the first call I got back was from the Old Trout! Did I never tell you about The Old Trout? Heavenly day, in doing a search I realize that I haven't.

Well, when I did the show I did with Fran, the director of the first show practically drove me into a murderous rage whenever I saw her. Actually, there was no "practically" about it, the murderous rage was true and tangible.

She was and is the stupidest person that I have ever or will ever meet, she was supposed to run the lights and sound for my show, because Fran was my offstage voice, and every night her show would come down and she would come into the dressing room and start talking to her actors until I would say, "Um, can we start now?"

Every. Single. Night.

But the worst thing was the time that, well, I'm onstage and I'm talking to Fran who is offstage, and I'm standing looking through the door of the dressing room at him and he's standing with his back to the lobby door, and she opens the door and sticks her head in.

Okay, anyone could have made that mistake, but when she realized that I was acting while looking in her direction, she just stood there, with her head sticking through the door as I had this very dramatic scene. While looking at her.

When the show was over, I, trembling with rage, said to Fran through gritted teeth, "Tell that cunt to stay the fuck out on my eyeline!"

If you don't know what a terrible sin that is, to be directly in an actors line of sight, particularly when they are doing something hard, now you know, don't do it, or you might be nicknamed The Old Trout as well.

Anyway, I dodged that bullet!

(three balls)

The second guy didn't need me either, which was cool, as I'm not much interested in doing a show just now, unless it was something fabulous. But then, on Friday, I got a call from a director, and following is pretty much exactly the message that he left:

"Hi, Kymm, this is Carlo Something-Or-Other. I'm calling to cast you in a show that I am directing that is going up on the 8th, 9th, 10th of June with a tech on the 7th. Please call me back at xxx-xxx-xxxx."

Do you see anything missing? Okay, here's the message that I left in return:

"Hi, this is Kymm Zuckert calling, and I was wondering if you could tell me anything at all about the show besides the fact that it exists and will be performed on the 8th, 9th, 10th of June with a tech on the 7th. Is it a full-length or a one-act? Are we still doing the Ionescos or is it an original? Big part, small part or medium-sized part? And it's not that I will turn it down if that part's too small--I've done all kinds of small, nasty roles, I just want to know what I'm accepting!"

He called me at 10a, I called back something around 4p or 5p, which is well within the 24 hour limit, and then he called back at 11a on Saturday to say that he'd cast someone else. Which means that he is an ass.

Now, I'm not upset, because, as I said, I'm not that interested in doing a show just now, but that isn't good behaviour, and I don't want Le to think that I was bad again and didn't ring back, or that I turned it down!

(three balls)

Okay, it's time for Journal of the Week!

This week's JotW sure as hell doesn't need me, as she's already very popular, but I've always really liked her, and she's had a big break, so I wanted to honour her as well. It's Gwen's Petty, Judgemental, Evil Thoughts.

And what's the great news? Why it's that she's the first journaller to really break out, even though it's the other part of her site that sold, the part that someone just tried to steal. When I thought about which of us would be the first to get famous, I always thought that it would be someone like Pamie or Diane or Helene, or me, I never thought of Gwen, but she's one of those people who just damn well really deserves it.

Congrats, Gwen! You know how sometimes something really great happens to somebody and your lip just curls and you get all resentful? And sometimes you can just be happy with your whole heart? Well, this is the latter.

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Today's horoscope:
Home and domestic concerns move to the forefront. Emotional matters keep your attention.

One year ago today:
Of course, the ice cream is rocky road...

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