One person.

One.

One person showed up to my four hour long casting call today.  That’s depressing.  I advertised via flyers in both the communications and the fine arts buildings AND I even bought two days worth of ads on the facebook.  And ONE person showed up.  I’m sad.  I want my $30 back from facebook.

I should probably be more sad than I am, though.  I got an e-mail today from a mother of a Baylor freshman who lives in Brooks Hall.  Apparently the guys of Brooks had forgotten their legacy and were saying that putting the flame out was NOT a Brooks Hall tradition.  Some kid e-mailed his mom, his mom found the video I made as a Sophomore documenting the tradition, his mom e-mailed the link to the son, the video made the rounds in Brooks Hall yet again and the tradition was kept alive.  All because of my video.  All because of my crappy MTV-like video.  So that’s nice.

But ONLY ONE PERSON?!  ugh…