Lincoln. I’m realizing that several people are now reading the blog who maybe haven’t met me yet and may be wondering why Lauren is galavanting around the mountains with a guy with a giant beard.  For the record, July was the last time I trimmed my beard, and yes, it’s getting a bit long. You see, I’ve been attempting to get cast as an extra in the new movie about Abraham Lincoln shooting in Richmond.  It’s being directed by Steven Spielberg and it’s a BIG DEAL in town.  They have had several casting calls and I’ve attended a few of them.  Their only instruction throughout the process has been “grow your beard and your hair” and “don’t call us, we’ll call you.” Over the past few weeks, I’ve watched as several friends got their calls to be extras.  One will be a doorman at the White House, another a soldier, another a theatregoer.  As a huge Civil War buff, the opportunity to be in a movie like this would be so amazing for me.  However, over the past few days, I’ve started accepting the fact that I don’t think I’m getting a call.  I have a few theories as to why, but the bottom line is, I’m okay if it doesn’t work out.  It would be fun, but it’s not the end of the world. So anyway, YESTERDAY, I got a call from the casting folks.  I was hoping it was to tell me I got a part, but it was because they wanted me to come to yet another casting call… being held TODAY.  I kindly told them that I was out of town and I really appreciated the opportunity, but I’ve actually been to two casting calls already, so if they just want a photo and my measurements again, they could probably just reference those. Lauren and I talked and she (amazingly) said if it was something more serious, she’d be okay with us driving the six hours back to Richmond and then drive another six hours back to our cabin.  Fortunately, it didn’t seem to be anything more than what I’ve already done, so they said they’d look at what I’d already submitted. I still think it’s a total longshot, but the experience of going to the casting calls and growing out my beard and hair has been fun.  Lauren has been extremely patient and cool about my giant beard.  I didn’t exactly plan to have this when I asked her to marry her, but sometimes that’s just how life works out.  I’ve promised her to trim it before we do any engagement photos. So, keep your fingers crossed about Lincoln.  Maybe we’ll get another call from casting on the trip.  One that hopefully doesn’t require me to drive all the way back home or mess with our vacation.  We’re having way too much fun down here. In the meantime, this beard is giving me some SERIOUS mountain man cred here in the national park.  We’re probably going to get some invites to VIP lumberjack/moonshine type events.

Lincoln.

I’m realizing that several people are now reading the blog who maybe haven’t met me yet and may be wondering why Lauren is galavanting around the mountains with a guy with a giant beard.  For the record, July was the last time I trimmed my beard, and yes, it’s getting a bit long.

You see, I’ve been attempting to get cast as an extra in the new movie about Abraham Lincoln shooting in Richmond.  It’s being directed by Steven Spielberg and it’s a BIG DEAL in town.  They have had several casting calls and I’ve attended a few of them.  Their only instruction throughout the process has been “grow your beard and your hair” and “don’t call us, we’ll call you.”

Over the past few weeks, I’ve watched as several friends got their calls to be extras.  One will be a doorman at the White House, another a soldier, another a theatregoer.  As a huge Civil War buff, the opportunity to be in a movie like this would be so amazing for me.  However, over the past few days, I’ve started accepting the fact that I don’t think I’m getting a call.  I have a few theories as to why, but the bottom line is, I’m okay if it doesn’t work out.  It would be fun, but it’s not the end of the world.

So anyway, YESTERDAY, I got a call from the casting folks.  I was hoping it was to tell me I got a part, but it was because they wanted me to come to yet another casting call… being held TODAY.  I kindly told them that I was out of town and I really appreciated the opportunity, but I’ve actually been to two casting calls already, so if they just want a photo and my measurements again, they could probably just reference those.

Lauren and I talked and she (amazingly) said if it was something more serious, she’d be okay with us driving the six hours back to Richmond and then drive another six hours back to our cabin.  Fortunately, it didn’t seem to be anything more than what I’ve already done, so they said they’d look at what I’d already submitted.

I still think it’s a total longshot, but the experience of going to the casting calls and growing out my beard and hair has been fun.  Lauren has been extremely patient and cool about my giant beard.  I didn’t exactly plan to have this when I asked her to marry her, but sometimes that’s just how life works out.  I’ve promised her to trim it before we do any engagement photos.

So, keep your fingers crossed about Lincoln.  Maybe we’ll get another call from casting on the trip.  One that hopefully doesn’t require me to drive all the way back home or mess with our vacation.  We’re having way too much fun down here.

In the meantime, this beard is giving me some SERIOUS mountain man cred here in the national park.  We’re probably going to get some invites to VIP lumberjack/moonshine type events.