Lucky Penny

It recently occurred to me that the term 'find a penny pick it up, all day long you'll have good luck' is really just a catchy rhyme. My mom still picks them up. And I collect them from time to time. But not when they're someplace inconvenient like on the floor of a Starbucks restroom or wedged between the sidewalk and a sewer grate. And that brings me round to that tricky idea of luck in my life. Tricky, tricky, tricky.

I like the phrase 'luck is when preparation meets opportunity'. Yeah, but it's also other stuff. Like the people you know, or the way you look, or if your parents can afford to buy you a Spree moped in seafoam green, or a million other things.

I just went on an audition this morning where I had a strange balance of caring and not caring. It sounds weird, but I'm actually proud that I've gotten to a place where I kind of don't give a shit. I know now that - 'yes it would be so great to book this commercial because I won't have to worry as much about money.' But I also know that it's a COMMERCIAL not a work of staggering genius. And these people auditioning me don't have power over what I know about myself - that I'm a kick-ass actress. Definitely helps when they're talking through your call-back. Cornflakes. Whatever. There's always a penny waiting around the corner. Or lying next to a discarded Russell Athletic sweatshirt, on the side of the road, encrusted with scum, swarming with maggots.