I am sitting in an empty gate are of the Atlanta airport, awaiting a flight to Freeport.. in the Bahamas. I am trying to be as excited about where I'm going and its' eventual travel around the world as people act like I should be when I tell them about it. I'm working on it.

So since I landed at this airport, I heard that Robert Altman passed away. Now there's a guy whose work I really liked, without notable exception. I just remembered... I actually got to work with him a tiny bit back in (geez) ... well, I was still in school, it was in 1995. It was in Kansas City. I was supposed to play a very "white" young jazz singer in a club that Harry Belafonte's character owned. He discussed it with me, we shot it, and he was very nice and encouraging. Then the scene was cut. Or recast with some name cameo person, if I remember, shot later, then cut. I wound up being a kid helping his grandmother in the train station. I did, though, have the experience of "working with" Robert Altman, for all of 20 minutes. If you don't know the guy's filmography, check it out. He directed so many GREAT movies, including one of my great guilty pleasures, Popeye with Robin Williams.

Well, it's almost time for them to call my flight. Then I will schlep all my stuff to the big ol' ship and sit in the Bahamas in drydock for 9 days before starting any cruising.

Now listening to: Brian Posehn's Nerd Rage. I highly recommend it. Very pfunny.