THE MAGIC LIFE - A Novel Philosophy

by Ace Starry




"Well, all right, if you give up. Remember a couple of years back when I told you that I was auditioning for the situation comedy about an accountant who meets an alien?"

I kept on listening.

He said, "Remember. You helped me research the part – of the alien, get it?"

There had been thousands of auditions. He had informed me that he had been on hundreds, but almost never cast. The only reason that I recalled this particular audition was that he had asked me to help him with a little character research, using my background as an accountant to help him get into the part. Specifically he had said that, "For once my accounting career was going to be put to good use."

"Yes, well, I sort of remember, but I thought the idea was canned by the networks, wasn't it?" I asked, trying to remember precisely what happened with the show.

"Well," he continued, "it was dead, but they gave it mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, and it is going to be alive and breathing on the Fox network next spring! We start production of actual episodes next Wednesday and we will go on the air by mid June. I'm afraid that I’ve finally done it. I’m going to be a TV star!"

"That’s fantastic! It’s unbelievable," I said. "I'm envious, I knew that someday if you kept slugging it out that eventually all of your hard work would pay off. I knew you would be a success. Have you called Mom and told her the news?"

"I just found out this morning," he said. "I wanted to tell you first though, because you always believed in me – not that Mom won’t be happy that I’m substantially employed in any fashion. You and I know that Mom would have still been happier if I had become a dentist or something real."

"Don't be too hard on her; Mom just wants what she thinks is best for you. Now you are getting the chance to prove to her that you knew what was best all along," I said, knowing his feelings were absolutely on target. Mom probably wouldn't even begin to express any pride in Carl or his work. More likely she would even be a little bit sarcastic, saying something like, "Well, it took you long enough; now you can start earning a living." She wasn't actually mean, just a little bitter about life in general. Oh hell – who was I kidding? She was a lot bitter.


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