Another long week has come to an end. And now I'm out of work. I had a 17 hour and 45 minute work day yesterday. As a result, I've taken 5 naps already today, and I still doubt I'll have trouble sleeping tonight. We wrapped in LA after shooting the club scenes of the movie. Now they're headed to NY to finish shooting, and get some establishing shots. If you show people the interiors of 2 LA bars, an LA restaurant, an LA gym, two LA apartments, a house in LA, an LA clinic, an LA club, and a shot of the brooklyn bridge, they say, "Oh, this all takes place in New York." The hand is quicker than the eye.
Our extras casting director, Tina, has expressed interest in hiring me to help with casting and background handling. She was also surprised to find out that I was brand new at the job. Plus it didn't hurt that I made pretty good friends with her assistant Scott, who also happens to be her boyfriend. They have two films starting up in a week, so I'm hoping to get a call for one of them.
Sarah came by this morning, and asked me to jump start her car. So I pulled my truck around to the side of the parking garage that her car is on, and got it running for her. Then I pulled back around and parked next to an empty space. I thought to myself, 'That's odd. Didn't my car used to be in that empty space?' I'm not sure if it was stolen, or if it was towed for having expired plates. I'm not even sure of how long it's been gone. If it was stolen, then someone must have been pretty desperate. I wouldn't be upset it weren't for all the crap I have stored in their. Actually, I'm not very upset regardless of the crap I have stored in their. Now at least I don't have to worry about getting it fixed and selling it. I wonder, if it was towed, do you think they'd let me get the boxes out of it, then let them keep it?
I need to find my next job. I still need to fix my truck. I need to get my bed from Phoenix, so I can stop sleeping on the damned couch. And I should probably do something about my car... eh, whatever.
We had go-go dancer on set yesterday. 5 gay dudes and 3 hot chicks. I went to their trailer to give them their vouchers and release forms yesterday, and when they opened the door, all eight of them were standing their naked, putting makeup on. That was kind of akward. Later on I got to talking to one of the really hot chicks. I went into the conversation figuring that I had no chance in hell of picking her up, so didn't even try. But for some odd reason, she thought I was funny, and asked me to come see her show tomorrow night. Tomorrow night also happens to be the LA wrap party for the film. Wrap parties are where you get hired. You've worked with these people for a few weeks, and this is your chance to actually hang out and talk to them. From the lowest guy (me) to the top (the producers). So now I'm stuck. Do I go to the wrap party, make a good impression, and solidify future employment as a PA? Or do I go to this club, and most likely have sex with a girl who makes her living doing splits and wiggling her hips? Damn, I sure hope Tina calls me about that casting gig. I suppose it wouldn't matter too much if I skipped it. At the Hallmark wrap party, I got stoned for the first time in 5 years, and they still asked me to be their set medic. Then again, that was Hallmark. They make horrible movies at horibbly low budgets and throw horrible wrap parties. This wrap party should be fun. But, she was doing a hand stand in a bikini while covered in body paint. Yep, I think I'm just going to have to wait for Tina to call, cus I'm not getting hired for shit tomorrow night.
EDIT: I can't believe I forgot to mention that the 28th was my last day in the military. I'm a free man now. No longer just on seperation leave. And no longer an indentured servant to this quickly devolving nation. Now I'm free to move to Toronto to make movies if Bush wins the election. Well, not exactly free. I do have 3 years of inactive reserve time, where I could get called back. A buddy of mine was recently reactivated. He's back in Iraq now. Which sucks, cus I thought I was done having friends die their. I really really hope he's not added to the list. But, enough of that, it's happy time! I'm not subject to the Uniform Code of Military Justice
any longer, and unless I'm recalled, I'm free!!! So, if Bush wins, and I move to Toronto, who's coming with me?
Our extras casting director, Tina, has expressed interest in hiring me to help with casting and background handling. She was also surprised to find out that I was brand new at the job. Plus it didn't hurt that I made pretty good friends with her assistant Scott, who also happens to be her boyfriend. They have two films starting up in a week, so I'm hoping to get a call for one of them.
Sarah came by this morning, and asked me to jump start her car. So I pulled my truck around to the side of the parking garage that her car is on, and got it running for her. Then I pulled back around and parked next to an empty space. I thought to myself, 'That's odd. Didn't my car used to be in that empty space?' I'm not sure if it was stolen, or if it was towed for having expired plates. I'm not even sure of how long it's been gone. If it was stolen, then someone must have been pretty desperate. I wouldn't be upset it weren't for all the crap I have stored in their. Actually, I'm not very upset regardless of the crap I have stored in their. Now at least I don't have to worry about getting it fixed and selling it. I wonder, if it was towed, do you think they'd let me get the boxes out of it, then let them keep it?
I need to find my next job. I still need to fix my truck. I need to get my bed from Phoenix, so I can stop sleeping on the damned couch. And I should probably do something about my car... eh, whatever.
We had go-go dancer on set yesterday. 5 gay dudes and 3 hot chicks. I went to their trailer to give them their vouchers and release forms yesterday, and when they opened the door, all eight of them were standing their naked, putting makeup on. That was kind of akward. Later on I got to talking to one of the really hot chicks. I went into the conversation figuring that I had no chance in hell of picking her up, so didn't even try. But for some odd reason, she thought I was funny, and asked me to come see her show tomorrow night. Tomorrow night also happens to be the LA wrap party for the film. Wrap parties are where you get hired. You've worked with these people for a few weeks, and this is your chance to actually hang out and talk to them. From the lowest guy (me) to the top (the producers). So now I'm stuck. Do I go to the wrap party, make a good impression, and solidify future employment as a PA? Or do I go to this club, and most likely have sex with a girl who makes her living doing splits and wiggling her hips? Damn, I sure hope Tina calls me about that casting gig. I suppose it wouldn't matter too much if I skipped it. At the Hallmark wrap party, I got stoned for the first time in 5 years, and they still asked me to be their set medic. Then again, that was Hallmark. They make horrible movies at horibbly low budgets and throw horrible wrap parties. This wrap party should be fun. But, she was doing a hand stand in a bikini while covered in body paint. Yep, I think I'm just going to have to wait for Tina to call, cus I'm not getting hired for shit tomorrow night.
EDIT: I can't believe I forgot to mention that the 28th was my last day in the military. I'm a free man now. No longer just on seperation leave. And no longer an indentured servant to this quickly devolving nation. Now I'm free to move to Toronto to make movies if Bush wins the election. Well, not exactly free. I do have 3 years of inactive reserve time, where I could get called back. A buddy of mine was recently reactivated. He's back in Iraq now. Which sucks, cus I thought I was done having friends die their. I really really hope he's not added to the list. But, enough of that, it's happy time! I'm not subject to the Uniform Code of Military Justice
any longer, and unless I'm recalled, I'm free!!! So, if Bush wins, and I move to Toronto, who's coming with me?VIEW 14 of 14 COMMENTS
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Thanks for the testimonial and the comment. It really helped me to feel better and accept my pirate status....
About the choice of future job or hot naked women.... That's interesting... I wonder what I would have done? I guess I will know of your decision soon. Cause that shit would've been hard to do!!