Rain, rain, go away

LA is experiencing a deluge. Mud slides, vicious wind, a downpour like I've rarely seen here (and by the way, I'm born and raised in LA).

This weather does not make it so easy to shuffle from one audition to the next. Especially when the casting note is: LOOK HOT

After driving 40 minutes to Sherman Oaks (no, it was not an audition for porn), and braving the weather for the two blocks it took to get from my car to the office, I looked like a wet rat.

A crazy, sopping, wet rat.

Keep you posted on how that one works out -- who knows, maybe the producers find the soggy, disheveled rodent look "hot." Stranger things have certainly happened...