So I was asked by a friend whom I worked with on Murdercastle to fill in a role in Dark Spell, a devilishly evil horror/comedy from the talented brain of Doug Johnson. I had blast playing Professor Henry Walters last night and will presumably do the same tonight. The show's at the Yellow Sign Theater (which turned two years old yesterday!). If you haven't seen it, you ought to. If you refuse, well, I feel bad for you, son.
Meanwhile, at the Skull Base's first mini-sode dropped on Tuesday. We're doing vignettes of different characters/groups of characters to flesh out the Skull Base world in between full episodes, and so our cadre of writers and actors get more to do during downtime. These vignettes are written by the people starring in each one, so we can all flex our creative muscles and grow into our characters even more. I can't say enough how much I love working with these people.
Sarah Gorman has grown into this comic-book-turned-podcast character.
I'm shooting my first ever talking television role tomorrow! I have to stay mum on the details, but it's a hell of an undertaking and I'm very pleased to be a part of it. More on this as I'm allowed to talk about it.
The BROS are holding the first ever Halloweiner Sphinctacular at the Single Carrot Theater, where you, you lucky so-and-so, get to party in a butt. Butt party. Yes. There's music, food, much drink, and, presumably, poop. In fact, it's BYOP.
No it isn't. Keep that stuff at home, sicko.
Also, my lovely wife Lauren (read her blog, it's better than mine) will be playing with Gunwife Gone at their annual All Sinner's Night at the Ottobar. One of Baltimore's best bands in one of its best venues. There will be prizes, costumes, and karaoke roulette. It will be the times.