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A southeast Florida laid back beach bum and volunteer bikini assessor who lives on island time.
BROADWAY JOE . . .
Joe wanted to be an actor from the time he was a little boy. He was in
all the school plays and received rave reviews. Upon his graduation he
headed to Europe, and for 7 years studied every method of acting
available.
After 7 years Joe headed to New York, ready to make his debut on stage.
Unfortunately, the stage wasn't quite ready for him, so for 2 years he
supplemented his meager acting income by working as a waiter.
Then, one day, he saw that they were casting for an on Broadway play,
bound to be a hit. "What the heck" Joe thought and went for an
audition.
By the time he got there all the parts, except for one had been cast.
"This is a one liner" the casting director told him. "All you have to
say is "hark, is that a cannon I hear".
Joe thought for a minute and finally decided that one line on Broadway
was worth a lead in an off-off Broadway production. He took the part.
For weeks Joe practised in front of the mirror at home-determined to
get his one line so perfect that he would be noticed.
"HARK, is that a cannon I hear"
Hark, IS that a cannont I hear"
Hark, is that a CANNON I hear"
Over and over and over he would practice these words, but he couldn't
decide how to deliver the line. He lost weight, didn't sleep much, got
fired from his job. Still, for hours he would stand in front of the
mirror.
"Hark is that a cannon I HEAR"
"HARK IS THAT A CANNON I HEAR"
Finally, it was opening night and Joe still hadn't nailed the line. He
knew he had to be noticed. All the media would be there, the reviewers,
the TV stations, the shakers and the movers. He had to get it right.
In costume, ready to go on, Joe was still muttering
"HARK, is that a CANNON I hear"
"Hark, IS that a cannon I HEAR"
"Take your places" he was told and he stepped on stage, in costume,
still muttering his line.
Suddenly, BOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!! reverberated through the stage.
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?"
all the school plays and received rave reviews. Upon his graduation he
headed to Europe, and for 7 years studied every method of acting
available.
After 7 years Joe headed to New York, ready to make his debut on stage.
Unfortunately, the stage wasn't quite ready for him, so for 2 years he
supplemented his meager acting income by working as a waiter.
Then, one day, he saw that they were casting for an on Broadway play,
bound to be a hit. "What the heck" Joe thought and went for an
audition.
By the time he got there all the parts, except for one had been cast.
"This is a one liner" the casting director told him. "All you have to
say is "hark, is that a cannon I hear".
Joe thought for a minute and finally decided that one line on Broadway
was worth a lead in an off-off Broadway production. He took the part.
For weeks Joe practised in front of the mirror at home-determined to
get his one line so perfect that he would be noticed.
"HARK, is that a cannon I hear"
Hark, IS that a cannont I hear"
Hark, is that a CANNON I hear"
Over and over and over he would practice these words, but he couldn't
decide how to deliver the line. He lost weight, didn't sleep much, got
fired from his job. Still, for hours he would stand in front of the
mirror.
"Hark is that a cannon I HEAR"
"HARK IS THAT A CANNON I HEAR"
Finally, it was opening night and Joe still hadn't nailed the line. He
knew he had to be noticed. All the media would be there, the reviewers,
the TV stations, the shakers and the movers. He had to get it right.
In costume, ready to go on, Joe was still muttering
"HARK, is that a CANNON I hear"
"Hark, IS that a cannon I HEAR"
"Take your places" he was told and he stepped on stage, in costume,
still muttering his line.
Suddenly, BOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!! reverberated through the stage.
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?"
A southeast Florida laid back beach bum and volunteer bikini assessor who lives on island time.
Replies
I thought this was going to be about Joe Namath...
Many things to do.
Knots to be unraveled
'fore the darkness falls on you
I know and why I titled as such.
:wink
A southeast Florida laid back beach bum and volunteer bikini assessor who lives on island time.