Also
psychotics, vamps, orphans, hookers, housewives and -- on
one memorable occasion -- a singing rutabaga. It was never
my ambition to utilize my extensive dramatic training by
playing a musical vegetable.
However, as my agent is fond of pointing out, there are
more actors in New York than there are people in
most other cities.
Translation: Beggars can't be choosers.
This
explains how I wound up painting my body green and prancing
around stage half-naked the night Golly Gee, the female
lead in the off-broadway show "Sorcerer!" disappeared into
thin air.
Literally.
Now other performers are also vanishing,
and a mysterious stranger is warning me: There is evil
among us. But the producers want me to take over
Golly's
part.
Looks like I'm going to need a little magical
help if I want to keep my starring role...