Bushwick Bosses Casting Call

(YAKEETA & JUNIOR)


I didn't do anything but rest the night before, so this morning I was up and Adam Like George McFadden. I get this awful scary text from my impending Production Assistant that she is fucking in Boston and she woke up late and that she is on the road and that she is lost, yadda yadda yadda. And i'm like, 'What the fuck!'. She promised me last night that being in Boston isn't going to be a problem, but now it is. I text her back saying, 'just get there when you can. You'll get paid for the time you come'. I am worried, but don't have time to worry for too long. And i'm not going to worry too too much because I have more than enough friends coming down for support and to just see how the acting process works.

Junior calls me and he tells me that he is already there, and i'm like huh? I'm so relieved that he made it down cause word had spread that he might not make it. He is the main one out of everyone, that I want to come down so he can see this film come together. But he's there.

I arrive later than I want to - and even later cause I make a stop at the deli to get me and Junior some English Breakfast tea. When I get to room 4J there are people there. Waiting. Whew! We (Junior and I) and mind you, other so called friends ne' associates who said they were going to come down DIDN'T; we get a rush two times. The first hour a rush of people swarm in, then we get a break. Then another rush. Yakeeta, Junior's friend is there as well. I want her to get into acting too. Afterwards, I am happy with who came down, but i have more character spots to fill so there will be another audition day coming up. Soon. We go for pizza in the Village around NYU area, and all agree to trek back home. It's kinda cold today and i'm carrying way too much stuff. Junior takes the train with me and we get entertained by a group of really cute black/latino breakdancers. There are three (two PR brothers and one 'Brother') who we have our eye on. I'm checking out their ass as they do their willies and cartwheels. At first they were annoying as hell because they decided to do their dance right in front of us, but then we notice how fucking fine a few of them are. I'm estimated the size of their penises as they squat and stuff. Not too big, but that's okay. They're cute in the face. Can't win them all. Junior and I talk on the phone after wards and i make a stance, that i really hope i see those breakdancers again. I'll be sure to give them my card.