After the short rehearsal last night I double-backed by the club to speak with the director.  The thing is, I don't know what I am doing up there. The first day was fine, since I had to the basics to absorb,  but now I a supposed to hold two poses for a few seconds at the end of the runway and do some sort of swirly thing on the way back.  My whole soccer game is based on needless spinning, so that part shouldn't be a problem, but the posing bit has got me stumped.

So I go back to the Club and ask the Directors for some personal advice.  He says, keep your shoulders back and head up.   Well that's all fine I guess, although in real life the more confident I feel, the more I slouch and shamble.   Its the John Elway effect. That guy would walk around the sidelines and into the huddle all pidgeon toed and ambulatory, only to reveal himself fully after the snap.    That had become my schtick. In my mind my walk would start out Verbal Kint and end up Kaiser Sose.

I think it started while trying to meet a girl in Drama class.  I would slowly walk with her to her next class feigning a limp just so I would have more time to talk to her.  She later became my first girlfriend. Now I shamble around whenever I feel cocky.  

Anyhow, I can do Head up and Shoulder's out, it's the posing that confounds me.  As far as the swirly thing goes, I  revealed a nice little move on Tuesday that got the only applause of the night.   Dan-O, the Gold-Club Soccer Teams' center defender knows the move very well.

Incidently, most of the girls think I am a drunk.   The first day of rehearsals a bunch of them were standing in front of the club waiting for someone to let them in. I walked down the street towards them, and without stopping said "I need a drink" and shambled straight into the SideBar.  When I joined up with them later I told them how I got the gig between drinks at Cherry.  And the yesterday one of them asked me if I had me drink, and I said, thinking about the bottles of water I brought,   "yeah, I brought a couple of bottles".  

Misunderstanding, she asked me, "Do you really drink that much? It's a hell of a first impression to make".   I can get pretty obstinate when it comes to correcting people impression of me, so I just looked away in mock embarassement.

Truth be told I am drinking a lot less than ever before. By most people's standards I am a health nut.  I have been completely dry during the week for the last few months, and its even money that won't drink on a given friday or Saturday.  Crossfit and the Camero are the two biggest factors.  But hell, if I can't drink, I can at least act like I do.