Being Todd Hopper

A few months ago I got to be in a short play called “Interracial Dating: An Olympic Achievement” (as part of BAD Rep Theatre). The premise: in a world where dating is a sporting event, all the way down to the sportscasters, one woman tries to find the perfect match. If you aren’t reading that in the Dramatic Movie Announcer Voice, you’re doing it wrong.

Hell, Backpack, Pokémon

As promised, here’s the last of the three songs I recorded for that audition, and also my favorite.

The song is called “Your Name Goes Here”, and it’s from a musical called A Match Made In Hell that I was in in fall 2013. (As a member of the ensemble, not this character, Harry.) It was good to be performing then, and last week just reminded me that if I want to keep doing things like that I can’t wait for them to just fall in my lap.

"Writer's Block"

“Minsoo, what are you—”

“DIFFRACTING.”

“… Very funny. What are you doing?”

“…”

“… What are you supposed to be doing.”

(sigh) “I’m supposed to be writing.”

“Writing?”

“Yeah.”

“Is this for some kind of assignment?”

“No. Not exactly.”

“Is this that…NaNoWriMo?”

“It’s pronounced ‘NaNoWriMo’. But no. That’s in November.”

“So then…”

(sigh) “Hey, Morgan, what if I’m all out of ideas?”

“… What are you talking about?”

“Like, my wellspring of creativity has just dried up. I feel like I’m staring at a brick wall. Standing three inches from the wall.”

“Clearly you can still metaphor.”

“Thanks.”

“Seriously, Minsoo,…