Well, if nothing else, at least this applicant isn’t a homeless person who followed me home.  I apologize for the title, but that was honestly what she called it.  Also, apparently I have a maid.  And a drum kit.  This new house is full of surprises.

This is the third installment of our ongoing series of Open Auditions.  Any interested parties must first submit a 500 word essay detailing what Remembrance Day means to them.  Talk to me once you’ve deconstructed the metaphor of the Poppy.

-Robyn

Good lord, I don’t even know what to say.  I really need to stop snacking before dinner so I can avoid situations like this in the future.

This is the second in a series of Open Auditions.  Any interested parties must first answer a mathematical skill-testing question (r-15=q+9).  Talk to me after you’ve solved for x.

PS: If anyone knows where the hell that drum kit came from, let me know.  I swear that thing just showed up in our basement one day.  I suspect leprechauns are to blame.

-Robyn

You wouldn’t believe the sort of people I meet at the bus station.  Or maybe you would.  I mean, if you watch this video you might.  Just sayin’.

This will be the first in a series of Open Auditions.  Any interested parties must first overcome the Seven Trials of Pain.  Talk to me once you’ve slain the Chimera.

-Robyn

I give you a loving tribute to the late King of Pop.  I post this with the utmost respect.  We’ll miss you, Michael.

-Robyn