The Gospel of TJB

Those of you who know me know that

I'm an extremist.

I don't really know what that word means, but I feel like claiming to be an extremist makes me an extremist.

I am what I am.

Many actors like to say they were "born" to play certain roles. I don't think I was born to play certain roles. I think I was born to reproduce and carry on the word of the Lord through the scripture and BAAAHAHA...ok I lost my straight face (pun intended) but I really tried to keep that going.

I was not BORN to play certain roles. I AM certain roles...or rather...certain roles are ME.

Sad to say America that one of those roles is not a white faced alien who can only communicate through music and replicating instrumental noises. I'm sure you're all as crushed as I am.

However, one of those roles is indeed a flamboyant boy band member of the Catholic persuasion who sings really really high.

AND YOU WONDER WHY IT'S NOT ON MY RESUME ALREADY. I know...tell me about it...

So when I went to an OPEN CALL (after which I promised myself for a second time NEVER AGAIN) and was asked back to the dance call where I gave them a REALLY SOLID 16 counts of dancing before pausing and staring blankly for the next 16 and ending on a really sassy high kick before swaggering offstage "brushing it off" in a last ditch effort to appear calm and cool

I thought I was done.

But when you ARE a role
or rather
a role IS you (and by you I mean ME)

they call you back.

IF I DO NOT BOOK THIS THERE IS NO GOD.

(JK God...ha...I knew you'd read this so...ha...it's funny right?...PLEASE LET ME BOOK IT)

During this Lenten season, I am pulling my rosary out of the sock drawer and praying to Mary and Joseph and all 3 Kings that my years of struggle as a Catholic queer finally pay off.

so I can afford my rent.

You can stop sending me audition notices Mom,

TJB: Making It