a slice from the irony pie

SP has been trying to leave to go overseas for as long as i have known him. in fact it has become as much a part of his genetic code as his double helix. there has always been something to get in the way, a new play he was going to direct, the empty promises of writing for a sitcom, some bit part in a forgotten commercial, a girlfriend that would only later dump him and the list goes on...
however finally he is/was going... he got a visa to work in a foreign country, was making real attempts to sell what he calls a car to anyone that needed some spare metal, booked his plane ticket was almost packing his bags and leaving on that jet plane and then he went to a casting.......
today he gets a call from the director, he has a call back, they have emailed him the lines to read for a bigger part and he may be off to military training to become the next jarhead to hit the small screen.....
its too much, the trip is on again off again more than you can rock the baby or do an eifel tower on your spiffy super slick coke yoyo. his retort is that at least the filming is 'out of the country' tho still on the same continent.
weirdly for the first time ever he is in a win win situation which is not usual for our eeyore who really is the doom and gloom of any situation, so heres crossing fingers that later we get to take the piss out of the makeshift accent and super gi fly hair crop that he should be donning...