I like to daydream. I do it not as a mental escapism to avoid my real everyday life (because Lord knows it is anything but mundane) but it's more of an opportunity to live out my Cancerean fantastical ways without having to give myself actual multiple personalities or sci-fi friends. I blame my mental torpor tendencies. I simply can't be bothered with maintaining focus for any lengthy amount of time, that requires the kind of effort I'm just not willing to put forth.
Today while sitting in on some auditions with my boss I drifted. Somewhere between Popagana's suicide and the third Figeroan Count I ended up at "Sam's Club."
"We need more oil for the popcorn machine," I thought to myself, "I wonder if the ice cream maker is still on sale.
Why do I care if it is, I bought one last week and what would I possibly do with two?
Well what if someone you know has a sudden need to make gelato and yet they can't seem to find an affordable mixer and when they ask you for advice you have none to give simply because you didn't pay attention while you were at Sam's?"
At this moment I become acutely aware that the conversation internally is about to send out an external signifier in the form of an "HOLD MY BABY" so I quickly snap back into reality.
The notes I'd been scribbling (in attempt to look like I'm paying attention) read something like this…
"Eyebrow acting is not really acting. Why is his face so red, I'm afraid he might explode. Help me I'm drifting….Sam's Club."
I laughed out loud. Fortunately the singer thought I was digging his pig-latin version of a Little Mermaid song. I swear to God this happened people, I couldn't make this up.
Focus Cassandra, this is business. But musical auditions have never been my bailiwick and the opera patois is quickly lulling me into rapid recidivism.
See audience, even now I've stopped to admire my own ability to use three big words in a sentence. I then moved to a mental debate over whether I should have added the words "cogitate over" in place of "admire" in the previous sentence.
I am a nut case. I should be medicated. I think I have to stop now. I need to go to Sam's Club.
