Embarrassing
At an earlier point in my life I believed I couldn’t be embarrassed. I now realize that my intake of embarrassment must have been a bit like my constant intake of air. My body drank it in unconsciously and never realized it. And with that, here are some embarrassing things about myself that I remembered today! I used to wear a fedora to classes in college. Not a real one. A costume piece fedora from the Norcostco theater costume shop. In middle school, I was really in to the Black Stallion books. I mean, really in to them. I also threw a book or two about befriending wolves in there...
Read MoreDear Acquaintances From High School
Dear acquaintances from high school, It appears that you found this website by, creepily, searching for my name in Google. Please be aware that I have absolutely no interest in reconnecting with you. Sorry to be so blunt, but I see no reason to waste your time or mine with idle chit chat. It would be a farce, and not the delightful English kind. You are no Colin Firth. That is all. Regards, Aric McKeown
Read MoreAnd Now You’re Even Older
To start off this message, my boots to shoes switch is everything I hoped it would be. My toes are toasty warm on the drive to work and my feet are comfortable in their brilliantly clean slip-on shoes when at work. It was pointed out, by a co-worker, that this was less of an eccentricity and more of an old man thing. They’re probably on to something there. And less than a week after they mentioned it, my mind grabbed on to another old man quirk. I have been nearsighted since 5th grade. There’s nothing quite like giant glasses on a oversized middle school noggin sporting a giant...
Read MorePretending to Understand
In middle school, my English teacher mentioned Yosemite National Park for some unremembered reason. As a standard time wasting device, he proceeded to ask if anyone in the class had ever been to Yosemite. Being ignorant, I raised my hand. The teacher then attempted to connect with me through a shared experience. “Those rock climbers were really something, huh,” he asked. Rock climbers? Let’s see, rock climbers. I remember geysers and sulfur pits. And there were boardwalks everywhere. A couple buffalo. There really weren’t any rocks to speak of. Oh crap! “Uh...
Read MoreThe Audition: The Followup
There has been enough interest about my audition mind dump for a followup post. So here it is. Pretty good so far, yeah? Rejection. As an actor you need to get used to it. Sometimes it’s about you. Sometimes it isn’t. Casting a play or commercial or film is a tricky thing. An actor can’t take rejection personally. When it happens, you pick up your pile of headshots and move on to the next opportunity. That being said, my audition was rough. Really rough. This was my first theatrical audition in a long time, and my nerves were taking control of everything. All of my...
Read MoreToo Excited
Recently, I have made some unconscious steps towards eccentricity. Actually, the steps taken were quite logical and their eccentric leanings may be a matter of my own opinion. But let’s go ahead and bring you the facts. It occurred to me, as I arrived at work on Monday, that my Converse were doing a piss poor job of keeping my toes warm. In fact, I dare say they were making my toes colder. This was an unacceptable situation and a plan had to be made. Soon after I got inside my safe office building, my worries melted away. That is, until my wife told me to check out the Old Navy website....
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