Big Country Blues Trailer

Big Country Blues Trailer
Sarah e Jacobs recognized as OUTSTANDING ACTRESS IN A DRAMA SERIES at LA Webfest! And nominated for BEST ACTRESS IN A DRAMA at ITVFest! Click to watch the trailer!

Thursday, April 29, 2010

Wipe that Look Off Your Face, Or I'll Do It For You . xoxo :)

Ok. So last week kicked my ass. I have a blister the size of a silver dollar on the ball of my foot, which is causing me to walk with a pimp limp and grunt every so often. It's really adorable. Not.

I worked triples every day last week, except for the day that I rode the 6 train for an hour and twenty to the ghetto - that day I only worked a double. I have to say that while I am SO excited to have the work, it wears on me!

I love (and by love I mean hate) the look that I get from people that have the regular 8-5's when I say that I'm working triples all week. One friend even had the nerve to say, "now you know what it's like" with a self righteous, smug, assy face on. I almost punched the person. I wanted to get all fingers snapping, head bobbing sassy up in this person's face and explain, "Sitting at a desk in front of an excel spreadsheet is NOT the same as running around the city like a headless chicken with a never-ending smile on your face because you have to sell a product and be pleasant to all of the crazy ass New Yorkers that approach you on a daily basis. Guess What You Ass??? My life ACTUALLY WAS harder than yours this week!"

I'm really not one to compare situations. But I absolutely hate it when people have this attitude that somehow my life is so easy because I don't work in corporate-town. And they have this competition with each other to see who's life sucks worse. We are all busy, doing different things. Get over yourself! I would love for that one friend to try going to one audition, to try flyering for one shift, to do promos for one day! See if that assy look would ever cross that face again!

Wow. I'm angry today. I apologize for the crazy vent, but clearly it needed to happen. I've been dealing with nuts all week. I've been pushed, shoved, yelled at, cursed at, told that I should "be ashamed of myself." And...get this...all when I was trying to give away free stuff! People are ass holes. Just mean. Don't get me wrong, there are the people that accept my free sample and information with gratitude. There are people that listen and care about what I'm saying. And they are the reason that I don't end up chucking samples at the backs of people's heads. They are the reason that the insults that I come up with in my head that consist of curse words never before been put in juxtaposition stay, just that, inside my head and never come out of my mouth. They are the ones that make my day, really.

News in other parts of my random life...remember that audition I went to where I thought I did well, but never heard back? The one where I ran into the director on the train platform later? Well.....I got a callback! I got a super nice email from the producer saying that they were held up in the casting process and that they have finally scheduled call backs for this weekend. So I have my second audition on Saturday! I'm very excited. Mostly because I wasn't sure what I did wrong and I was starting to freak out that maybe I have a very warped sense of how I perform. Anyhoo, that's some great news!

I have some other auditions being scheduled, some more jobs coming up. I train for the shopping tours tomorrow! I'm looking forward to that. And the boss lady has already booked me on 4 tours of my own! More work! I have another promo coming up in the next two weeks for a cosmetic company, too. Money, money.

I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed with my scheduling right now. My brain is constantly worried that I'm supposed to be somewhere. I even jolted awake at 3 am last night with a border line anxiety attack. I never know if I've emailed all the people I'm supposed to or if I've returned all the phone calls. What if I forget to write something in my little agenda book? I'd be screwed.

Oh, the anxiety. I guess that's what sunday afternoon bloody marys are for. You can bet I will be having mine this week. ;)

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

One Show Ends, One Episode Wraps, One Woman Pees

So, I may go crazy. Life has been nuts. Which is good, because busy is always better than sitting on the couch stuffing my face with reduced fat wheat thins, crying because I have nothing to do. But, still. I may pass out.

8 Minute Madness closed this past weekend. I'll miss the cast (most of them) and my lovely scene partner, but I am also a little glad to see it go. The random schedule was starting to get to me. I got pretty good feedback, although my best role it probably wasn't. You win some, you lose some. I got a video of it, which I have mixed feelings about. Stage isn't meant to be filmed and watching it may be a huge mistake. As soon as I have time I'll make that decision. I've yet to hear about anyone influential that saw the show, except that I was called in to read in a playwright's series for another theater company. So that's something.

I've been flyering my face off for the past week, too. It's been testing my life choices, I have to say. At least the weather has been nice. The past few shifts have been brutal, though. Time stands still. I swear. This week I work triple shifts every day because we're also doing promos for a certain eco-friendly company. It's a shit load of work, which is great because it's money.... but it also makes you so tired you could snuggle up next to that homeless lady on 33rd and 7th because you don't think you can make it home. This morning that homeless lady popped a squat right in front of me and started peeing over the subway grate. Just to give you an idea of how desperate one might be when considering snuggling up for a nap. (p.s. this story is true. She really peed right in front of me. On a scale of one to gross, it was pretty f*ing gross.)

I finished off my temp job. Thank you, Jesus. I do not miss fluorescent lighting or bone deep paper cuts. Not even a little. Not even when I'm standing on a street corner next to a woman relieving herself.

Last weekend I filmed episode 4 of From Date to Mate for ShalomTV. I had a great time, once again. The crew is great and it's like hanging out with friends putting the show together. They asked if they could use my apartment for filming, and of course I agreed. That meant that I spent a day cleaning the crap out of my apartment. I'm sure it would be better if it looks "lived-in" but lets be honest. My room was a wreck. No way in hell that was going on TV.

We only did two-ish takes of most of my scenes, which is nerve wracking. I guess if we didn't get it the director would ask to do it again, but having most of my experience come from stage work getting another take is, to put it plainly, the BEST THING EVER. I want more. I may become a diva and start asking for more I love it so much. Just kidding. But seriously.

I'll let you know when it airs!

The broadway workshop presentation for friends and invited guests went on as well. (See what I mean? Busy.) It kinda sucked for me, because my partner wasn't able to make it so I spent most of the time walking around with a sassy Latina attitude watching everyone else dance. Oh well. It was great seeing all those people again and I had a good time. So there.

In other news, I think I'm about to add another odd job to my resume. I had an interview today to be a shopping tour guide! It went well and I will train next weekend! I think it's a good fit since I studied fashion and all. More work and more money can only help. I'll let you know how that goes.

So just to give you an went like this: 7:30-9:30 flyering, 10:45-11:30 audition, 12-2 sandwich of the month sampling, 2:45-3:30 Interview for shopping tours, 4-7 eco-friendly promotion, 7:30 sit down...finally. And the activities were at various locations between 29th street and 45th street. It was a day.

I'll try to keep you updated more so that I don't end up with these ridiculously long posts. If you made it to this part, I appreciate your attention. It means a lot.

Until next time...

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Performing with Paper-Cuts

So what's the news?.... because I have been running around like a mouse in a maze for the past week and have neglected my poor, lonely blog. I lay awake at night feeling guilty about it (you think I'm joking...) Here's the news:

The auditioners from last week did not listen to the hints of the universe and I did not get a call-back. Balls. It sucks because I know that I would have killed that part. I guess I just didn't kill the audition. It's an unfortunate feeling, wanting a do-over. I don't think I took enough risks at the audition. Looking back I think I actually read pretty blah. Oh well. Nothing I can do now except try not to suck at the next one.

My show opened and it's going well. We remembered all of our lines and I felt decent about my performance. It's an interesting part for me because I can't really get a read on the performance. I know that the audience seems to respond with laughter. And our play is a comedy of sorts, so that's a good thing.

I've had a few performances since opening night and they all seem to go fine. Ryan (the BF) saw it and said we were very good and had a great chemistry together, which is great news. On Monday after our show I was walking out and ran into our director. I asked if he had any notes and he said, "Yes! For you. I don't know what is wrong with you." Now how the hell am I supposed to respond to that? I immediately felt horrible and decided that I sucked at life. Then he said, "Don't get me wrong, you're VERY good." Stress on the very. Now what the hell is going on?! Something is wrong with me, but I'm still VERY good. I was so confused, and slightly pissed. Could he get to the constructive part, please? "You have a very intimate performance. You're connected to him and very 'in it' but you need to share it more with the audience. Let your voice go. You need to hit the back row. Be louder, I think." Finally! The constructive part. I listened intently and took it in. Interesting. I'm not a very over the top performer, and I know that. I like to keep my performances very truthful. (I hate watching over-performers.) I said that I think I was trying to control my rage because I play a sort of dim girl and I'm in a restaurant, and that maybe that was contributing to the lack of projection. He said to control it, then let it go- all out. I asked if we could run the show before our next performance and if he could help me point out the parts that I need to make louder. He agreed. So I'm looking forward to that tonight. I love rehearsal! (that looks like I could be being sarcastic, but I'm not. I really am looking forward to it, and I really do love rehearsal :)

I've worked a few odd jobs in the past week. Flyering here and there, Beer girl one night, temping some more. Now you see why I've had a hard time blogging? I get home at night and my brain is done. Between rando jobs, performances, remembering lines, auditions, and even just keeping my schedule straight, I get home and I just want to eat and sleep. I could have written but it would have been shit, I'm sure. I didn't want to subject you to that!

The weather is getting nice, which makes flyering SO much more enjoyable. I spent the last few days working the morning shift flyering, then temping all day. I'm at the same office I was in a few months ago, filing away the next set of reviews. It seems all this company does is review their employees. When do they get anything done? My hands are sufficiently paper-cut. Enough that putting my nightly alpha hydroxy-laced lotion on my face was a disaster that ended in my screaming and running for the faucet to rinse my haggard hands.

Working the two jobs back to back really did shine some insight into people. In the morning I spent two hours watching people look at me like they were better than me because I was handing out flyers on a street corner. In the afternoon I spent the day in an office, probably much like the ones those judgmental people work in, wishing I was outside in the beautiful weather. I even missed flyering. There are no windows, just yellow fluorescent lighting. The biggest news was that American Idol was on that night. I just want to scream at those people that look down their noses at me, "I happen to think that YOUR life sucks!" and maybe add a "Bitch!" in there. Although that may be harsh. On the other hand, maybe they sit at a computer all day and think, "at least I'm not handing out flyers on the street." Haha. We all tell ourselves what we have to, I guess. Maybe it's all they have to think that they're better than I am. Maybe that's how they get through their day.

I just wish people were nicer, really. Don't run into me like I'm not there, don't wave your hand in my face because you don't want a flyer, don't grunt like I'm the worst thing that happened to you all day. Have a heart, people.

This weekend is going to be insane! I'll lay it out for you (get excited):
Friday night: Show
Saturday day: Show
Saturday night: Filming episode 4 of Date to Mate!
Sunday day: Filming
Sunday night: Show
Monday day: Temping
Monday night: Filming
Tuesday: SLEEP

Whew. I'll need a few red bulls to get through this one. Thanks for reading and I'm sorry to neglect you. You are all very important to me... whoever you are.