That special day is almost upon us. No, not November 8th. No, not Voting Day. The special day falls on a Monday this year. It's Halloween.
Halloween. The only day I can appear normal. No big deal. You are who you are. A chronic rash. Acne that lingered for decades. Nobody's perfect. Times were tough.
Growing up in that trailer park. Later, living in that van down by the river. Nasty neighbors. Inbreeding, I suspected. Scenes from Deliverance. Nightmares. Nights. Most days. Times were tough.
Junior High School was no picnic. I was kept back a year or two. I was the first in my class to shave. I was proud of that. I walked tall.
High School. Best seven years of my life.
Then the military. Yes, I served. People depended on me. I had bills to pay. OK, so I was on the other side. Nobody's perfect. Times were tough.
Now living moments from Hollywood. Moments from when my ship comes in. Ready for my new Headshot. Ready now for my Close Up. OK, so maybe I need a small Hollywood Nick & Tuck. Don't we all.
Nowadays, things are looking up. I don't mind being a character actor. I am who I am.
Hope to see you at the next SAG meeting in Studio City. Hope to see you on the voting line. Vote Early; Vote Often.
But, enough about me...
