 It's a call about a show called Rhythm and Flow. I put my application in a week ago. They tell me they want me on it. I'm thinking that means we own. I'm at the crib rehearsing. I got Will on speakerphone. I was certain this would put me on the throne. We're talking ranks. Got to the audition. I was first to hit the stage. Chances at a judging. What a funny show of fate. Short regards. Moving on. I did not advance, but still to move.