The Ego Has Landed

I attended the gala last night, Ms J. But I left there empty-handed. I didn't really expect to win anything, but I'll admit to being hopeful. This is the fourth year I've attended. I was nominated for a "best ensemble" award the first year, and took home "best actor" awards the next two years. You can understand my optimism. But this year, I didn't even receive a nomination. And I felt disappointed. That's the Truth.

In the car, on the way home afterwards, I told myself it wasn't I who was disappointed. It was my ego that felt a little bruised. I acknowledged that part of me and allowed myself to experience the fullness of those feelings. Then I opened the car window and let them blow away into the chilly night. After all, Ms J, I am more than my ego.

Congratulations to all the winners. Congratulations especially to Andy Rowe, with whom I had the pleasure to work in "Yesteryear" in January. And you, John Carter. Did you know you were nominated for "best supporting actor" in CTHP's production of "Lend Me A Tenor"? You are a gifted performer, John. I wished so much you would win.

There's always next year, though, isn't there?


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