Moving Again…

Ahhh, moving again. Once again I acknowledge my nomadic heritage by packing, cursing grunting and laughing with my family as we move yet again. Maybe this will be the last time for awhile. Two birthdays in the same house would be nice. I can’t help but feel like part of the “Jefferson family” as I move on up and life take new and positive turns. In between organizing the house, figuring out what to leave at the now vacant condo, and many other decisions I don’t have the time for, I’m still shooting and working away. Hey, someone has to bring home the bacon and no one is going to take care of me but me. Its just life, like shit, happens. One project I did was for an HBO pilot for a softcore series where I played a rich, bossy, heiress. Hmmm…I wonder where they got that idea? I swear, its like this crap writes itself based on the fads of the week. Then again, if it really had some sort of interesting plot, no one would watch it. You can’t have sex and… Read the rest of this blog entry here!