the awesome/terrifying freedom

so the director of the nike commercial is the acclaimed director of robot stories. pretty cool!

i was initially a tad disappointed that i wasn't playing the alien. it's a very fun part, but later that night i saw a promo picture for the upcoming 'star wars' with a mon calamari in the background, and the caption read 'senator amidala waits with a mon calamari senator (doug willis).' now, who's going to believe doug when he says 'yeah, that's me! it's really me!'

will be hitting the gym twice a day up until the shoot next saturday.. i'm already sore from just the few sprints i had to do for the audition. will need to do lots of practice and research on the sport so as not to look totally nelly out there.

was great to get the afternoon off to meander around downtown after the audition. went to the south street seaport and popped my head into manhattan's only abercrombie and fitch where i was greeted by impossibly beautiful, sexually ambiguous, possibly-actually frat boys or posing-as-frat-boy types in their artfully roughed up shorts and almost too tight, but not so tight as to look decidedly gay t-shirts. it's always an adventure walking into that store, when the hottie says 'can i help you?' and i just want to say 'well, you can and you can't.'