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Surprise...I'm an actor

Permalink 07/30/07 at 07:46:49 am, by Ed, 364 words   English (US)
Categories: General

I might as well say it now, since it was going to come out eventually...actually probably it wouldn't have, because I'm the only person who hasn't forgotten completely about it. However, I will feel so much better having gotten it off my chest. Well, probably not.

About three and a half years ago, I pretended that I had a limp for a day. I had said that I'd been in a very minor car accident, and had just hurt my leg a teency weency bit, and so all day, I was limping on my right leg.

I didn't tell anybody that it wasn't real, and I never stopped limping all day, even when nobody was looking. This was around during the time I was in the one-act The Cards of Fate. I remember because it was that same day that we had play practice, and I had to pretend like I still had a limp at play practice after school, but then on stage, having the limp, I had to pretend like I had a limp but was covering it up as best I could. Incidentally, I can't tell, but I believe I was playing the male character in the picture at that link there, although it could be Bill Heinzen's character as well.

After limping for an entire school day, walking normally feels very strange. It felt like I actually did have a limp. My leg felt unresponsive, and putting weight on it caused a feeling that can only be described as "springy". I remember that I had to run off stage at one point, and as soon as I got off stage, I had to act like it hurt to run off stage, because there were people right there, saying, "God, Ed, you shouldn't have done that! It's bad for your leg!"

Then again, limping around all day was probably even worse for my leg. Well, I feel so much better now that I've told the world that I was only pretending. Of course, I've got at least five other things to tell the world, but then, I'm a real-life actor. Pretending is what I do. Screw that method acting crap.

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