I was ripped from my mother’s womb two weeks late on a balmy August night in Muskogee, Oklahoma. It was very Born Into Brothels (without the whores).
I made my official stage debut at the age of 7 as Mr. Bunny in my second grade play, though I had already gained notoriety at home and around our neighborhood for my portrayal of Cinderella, a role I would continue to play in repertory for the next 3 years. Destiny had me in her crosshairs. Drama was in my blood. I ate, drank, and breathed Comedy. Tragedy sang me to sleep. Fate drove me to school and packed my lunch . . . a bologna sandwich, BBQ Lays and a Nutty Bar.
I spent my adolescence in a north Texas town, where I was a straight-A student, a child prodigy singer, the clown prince of community theater, and an all-around model gay.
After completing two degrees in opera performance (BM, Oklahoma City University; MM, Indiana University) and winning several opera performance competitions, I realized I hated performing opera and could do absolutely nothing with two degrees in opera performance. And so I went to school for a PhD . . . in Musicology . . . and chose a more stable performance field . . . in theater . . . I’ve always been a pragmatist at heart.
I have been blessed with many incredible experiences and wonderfully supportive individuals (including my parents). I’m very grateful. That being said, I have also met a lot of assholes. I’m keeping a list of those assholes so that I can buy their respective places of employment, and fire them on the spot.
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