Several months back I was contacted by a casting agent who was trying to fill slots for a design competition show for TV.
It was a hard sell -kind of thing. Fuzzy details, lots of promises that had positively gaping holes in them, and it sounded like vapor at the time. OH yeah, and it'd require picking up and moving to the heart of LA for nine consecutive weeks in August/September. As in: shutting down my business and not bringing in any income that does little things like pay my rent and put beans on the table.
But gee... they're coming at me again. Slots Are Filling Fast, they say. Act Soon, they advise. Become Famous they promise.
I still say that it's a non-starter, and nothankywvurrymush, I'm flattered to be asked once again but there is no way/no how that I'm going to get on nationwide TV and let them set me up for failure and make a fool out of me for sake of ratings for TV.
I guess I'm just not that much of a glory hound that I need to voluntarily put myself through that.
As my ol' man used to advise me: "STAY WOOD, PINOCCHIO!"