Blue Man part 1

I had my Blue Man group audition today.  I’d been practicing drumming to a metronome (my previous percussion experience is limited to drum circles on Wreck Beach in the summer or the seattle folk life festival).  I practiced what I would say, “This is why I want to be a Blue Man blah blah yadda yadda”.  I slept well.  I woke up early, had a leisurely breakfast, a hot shower, a bunch of coffee.  I went for a nice walk, got to the print shop to get my resume printed out.  I rocked out to music that puts a smile on my face.

I showed up at the audition over an hour early.  I wanted to make sure I knew where I was, since the city’s still so new to me.  Filled out all my paperwork, chatted up the guys auditioning before me, told them to break legs, left and continued to bask in the sun.  As I walked, I began to reflect on everything that has transpired to get me here.

I’m living in New York pursuing an acting career.  That still blows my mind.  I can run lines in central park 4 blocks from my apartment.  I can meet up with my extended family without having to fly to a different coast.  I’m involved with an incredible theatre collective of passionate people putting up new and exciting work.  And all I can think about is how incredibly friendly the universe has been to me, and I can’t stop smiling.

I went into my audition full of gratitude, knowing that even though I’m a little too young, a little too tall, and a little too uncoordinated, that this is exactly where I was meant to be.  That no matter what happens, I’m in New York City auditioning for the Blue Man Group.  That in and of itself is a victory.

I got a callback.   Made it through the first round, back tomorrow at 10am.  No matter how this plays out, I’m just ecstatic to be me today.