90s kids, sing with me: ♫ Doo-do-do, do-do-do-doo…♫ (and repeat).
I’ve been feeling blessed the last two days. But I don’t believe in blessings, so I landed on the word ‘charmed’.
Some of the smartest guys we know sat around the table and read the script, while we plied them with pizza and beer. Then we went through page by page and attempted to make the jokes better. And half the fun was finding a bad joke and then bouncing ideas off each other until we found something good.
I remembered, this is why I wanted to be a TV writer. I just want to sit in a room with my friends and laugh.
Yesterday, we held auditions for the two male leads. Btw, single ladies, want to meet good-looking guys? Hold auditions.
Like most people, I’d never held auditions before. It was amazing to hear the actors read the words that Amanda and I had written. Like our director Ted said, “It really came alive.”
Side note: the only time I was on the other side of the table was when I auditioned for a commercial at age 5. I walked in, looked squarely at the scary-grown-up people, and stated confidently, “Jill Pinnella. Clair de Lune.” Then played my piece on the keyboard. I did not get a callback.
It was cool to see Ted in director-mode too. He was kind of awesome at getting good performances out of the actors. And our friend Kevin
was coerced sweetly volunteered to be the face of Super Best Friends Productions outside the door. We run a full operation like that.
The only bad part is that we had too much good talent come in. There are a few actors I really loved that we can’t hire… but, that’s the biz, I guess? Still a good problem to have.
Of course, my life is not all Hollywood glamour. I still have a day job. A challenging job, which consumes about half of my waking hours and three-quarters of my anxiety capacity. Thus, semi-charmed, for now.
And you knew I wouldn’t leave you without the video: