Published on Friday January 30, 2004 .
My commercial agent’s assistant called me yesterday and I answered the phone kind of nonchalantly, expecting to hear “we need more pictures”. Instead I was pleasantly surprised to hear “you have an audition”. So today I went out for a national AT&T commercial audition under the character of “20-something”.
There wasn’t a lot of people at the audition today. After filling out the initial paperwork I sat in one of the chairs in the lobby next to a typical asian guy with spikey hair looking over the provided copy. I looked at the script myself and started trying to “relate” to the words in the script so it wouldn’t be as if I was just saying lines. Two more people arrived and we were told that we would all go in as a group and could wait outside the studio room door.
As we all stood and waited outside the studio door, the girl in our group looked at me and said “your fly is open”. Now in the past, I would have been very embarassed but in this moment I handled it all with a bit of confidence. I said “thank you” and zipped up my pants. Then I quipped, “I was just trying to give them a little extra somethin’, somethin’, but now you’ve blown my game.” She replied laughing, “hey, you do what you gotta do”.
A moment later we were all brought into the room and one by one, we each said our three lines directly to the camera. Then it was over and we were all thanked and dismissed.
Boy would it be nice to land a national commercial as my first acting gig for 2004…
Published on Thursday January 29, 2004 .
So I just talked to Heather on my cell and she told me that two older african-american men showed up at the house and asked our contractors if anyone was home. When one of the contractors went to get Heather, the two guys walked into the house and started looking around. Heather came down and started talking to them as she walked them out of the house and down to the gate. She said she smelled alcohol on one of the guys breath and they were asking her all sorts of questions on the house and what we have. Then one of our neighbors drove up, saw them, stopped and got out of the car. As she got out of her car the two men briskly left. Our neighbor told Heather that one of the guys has been in and out of jail and is known to rob people. She said they were most likely casing our house. Luckily, since we are renovating, there is basically nothing in any of the rooms downstairs.
At least she didn’t have to use her AK. Today was a good day.
(That was an Ice-Cube reference for those of you non-rap people)
Published on Wednesday January 28, 2004 .
Last night my partner and I rehearsed our scene from The Woolgatherers and worked out the blocking. Neither of us are off-book as of yet but hope to be by tomorrow(!). The scene itself is really fun and full of dramatics. The female character “Rose” basically has a mental breakdown in the scene and flips out while my character “Cliff” tries to hang in there with her and console her (because he wants to sleep with her). Our rehearsal went well and we made a lot of progress with the piece. Tomorrow will be our dress rehearsal. Luckily we won’t be performing on Sat which is the first day of Master Class and we will be able to watch to see how harsh Joanne will be on the actors and scene. It will also give us a chance to rehearse our lines a couple more times before our performance on Sun.
Tonight I performed the paraphrased version of the Edmund Pollard monologue. I felt very commanding and confident and was sure to really play the audience and address each person with my eyes. Tom liked it a lot but said that right now I am “performing” it instead of relating to every word. He also thought that my delivery was too clean and more like an oration. He wants more passion, sensuality, more from the guts and the heart. More bohemian, raw, inspiring but edgy. Less poetic and formal.
Published on Wednesday January 28, 2004 .

Here’s me with my new short hair (new as in, it was cut 2 weeks ago.)
Published on Tuesday January 27, 2004 .
I’VE BEEN HACKED! I have a server at home which I use for development and I started a simple mail server to test a project I’ve been working on. Well someone found the mail server and was sending 4000 SPAM messages from it. Luckily I caught it and shut it off but if you get spam from DAVIDCHIU.NET it wasn’t really from me!
Published on Monday January 26, 2004 .
Today my acting partner and I met for the second time to go over the scene and try to cut down some of the lines to get the scene to run under 12min (there’s a 10min limit). We made our edits and discussed props and set design.
Honestly I’m a little frustrated that we are paying a lot of money and have not been given a scene to work on. Instead it’s up to us to read the play, find a scene under 10min, memorize our lines, blocking, get our props, design the set and be brilliant in our performances all within two weeks. Then we are only going to be performing our scenes twice. I also feel that this Master Class wasn’t as hard to get into as it was “advertised” to be. It was more like, if you have the money, you can get in. Regardless, I’m locked in and I have 10 pages to memorize in 7 days…
Published on Friday January 23, 2004 .
I sent my headshot to New York today for a Meryl Streep movie that will begin shooting this summer. I was told that they are looking for an asian actor to play a native born Chinese character which has a major part in the movie. I’m not sure I can pass for a native born Chinese, at least probably not the “look” that they want. Some of my asian friends actually thought I was Thai or Hawaiian when they first met me. Plus, I honestly can’t do a Chinese accent. But you never know… maybe there is another part in the movie that I might fit better. If not this movie, maybe another movie. Heck, any studio movie will do. But what an incredible opportunity! Working with Meryl Streep would be amazing!
I’ve picked out a 10min scene from the Woolgatherers. It’s in Act II when my character “Cliff” freaks out ’cause he thinks Rose is cheating on him. In the process of him trying to catch her in a lie (which she isn’t lying, per se…) she flips out because of a traumatic experience that happened in the past. It’s all pretty dramatic. We now have one week to get it into performance shape complete with costumes and props. Luckily the costumes and props won’t be that hard. It’s just memorizing the scene and getting it in good shape that I’m worried about.
I’m REALLY worried about it…
On the positive side, I rocked in my paraphrased performance of the Edmund Pollard monologue for class. My paraphrase was more like a modernized spoken word, R&B singing type of thing. I know they weren’t expecting that. Just imagine me in a toga performing spoken word and singing R&B… It was a lot of fun and my acting coach said that I have the “actions” and “emotional line” down so I can now start incorporating the original text with my paraphrase.

Published on Thursday January 22, 2004 .
Happy Chinese New Year!!!
(kong hey fat choi)
Now go out and eat some noodles to celebrate!



Published on Wednesday January 21, 2004 .

I just signed up Heather and I for the upcoming LA Marathon. We won’t be running 26.2 miles but will be competing in the 5k run/walk instead. Our fantasy goal is for both of us to compete in a triathalon. Hmmm, I guess we should start training…
Published on Tuesday January 20, 2004 .
EDMUND POLLARD,
SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY by Edgar Lee Masters
I WOULD I had thrust my hands of flesh
Into the disk–flowers bee-infested,
Into the mirror-like core of fire
Of the light of life, the sun of delight.
For what are anthers worth or petals
Or halo-rays? Mockeries, shadows
Of the heart of the flower, the central flame
All is yours, young passer-by;
Enter the banquet room with the thought;
Don’t sidle in as if you were doubtful
Whether you’re welcome–the feast is yours!
Nor take but a little, refusing more
With a bashful “Thank you”, when you’re hungry.
Is your soul alive? Then let it feed!
Leave no balconies where you can climb;
Nor milk-white bosoms where you can rest;
Nor golden heads with pillows to share;
Nor wine cups while the wine is sweet;
Nor ecstasies of body or soul,
You will die, no doubt, but die while living
In depths of azure, rapt and mated,
Kissing the queen-bee, Life!