"I Survived a Shipwreck. That Was Sunday Night."

Finally, some good news on the career front.

After auditioning and/or being called back for a handfull of shows, but receiving emails from each casting director saying something like...

"We're going another way with the character you read for. We've cast Nell Carter who, although dead, is someone we believe will bring more to the role than you."

...I found out yesterday that I will be co-directing the John Michael LaChiusa musical Hello Again for Bohemian Theatre Ensemble with my good friend Michael Ryczek early next year.

So, all you musical theatre boys who see me at Sidetrack on showtunes night - - buy me some cocktails and your chances for landing a role (and me) go way, way up.

And I'm serious about not getting cast in everything I've auditioned for.

I actually will be singing at a benefit for the Bailiwick Repertory Theatre this July. At the Center on Halsted. On the set of their production of "The Cousins Grimm." A show I was called back for. Twice. And didn't get.

Which means that I'm not good enough for the show, but I am good enough to work FOR FREE and raise money for that show.

Yeah. It sucks. It really, really sucks.

And if you think that I am going to be so bold and rude as to tell the audience when I go on stage to sing the night of the benefit that I'm good enough for the benefit but not good enough for the show, you would be right.