I think I do
Mouse couldn’t join us for the first shooting day but she agreed to wake up early, pick me up from my pad, and then Chad from his pad, to take us out to Brooklyn.
Well, that was the plan anywho.
Her: Couldn’t find my wallet so I ran late. Can you cab it to Chad and I’ll pay for it?
Me: Shoot. I’ll take subway to Chambers street. Pick me up there? Leaving now. Chambers and West Broadway.
While on the train, a fella wasn’t wearing a mask and listening to music on his phone. Crappy music. After a bit, I politely asked him.
Me: Hey man, can you turn that down?
Him: You gonna make me?
Me: I’d rather not. But seriously, I don’t wanna listen to your music the whole way down.
Him: You wanna start something?
Me: I think I do.
After a lotta posturing, he backed off. And I left at 14th Street because that was closer to Mouse. Plus, I didn’t want to start my day either in the hospital or sending someone to the hospital.
Mouse picked up Chad first and then me and we high-tailed it out to Brooklyn where we shot all day.
It was funny because her car door broke when she picked up Chad at the last shoot – it was already messed up but he and I yanked it and destroyed it.
Her: Don’t touch that…!
Chad: (alarms go off) Oh shoot, I forgot.
Me: Oh man, they’re gonna kill us if we get into a car crash.
We managed to make it there in one piece AND also managed to Skype the kid in the middle of the day.
Chad: Hey, papi!
Him: Where are you all!?
Me: We’re at a studio. In Brooklyn.
Him: Near Mouse?
Her: (laughing) No, kiddo. Brooklyn’s pretty big.
Him: Oh! The sign behind you says, “No Smoking!”
Her: That’s right. Don’t worry, we’re not.
That was only for a few minutes. We were so busy shooting all day that we ended up not getting lunch until 4PM, at which point we were starving.
Me: What on earth are you guys doing (in the picture below)?
Headed over to the lunch truck from the day before, we ordered a whole mess of tacos.
The lights kept going out in the truck so they ended up cooking in the dark.
I kept asking the guy to write down our order but he ignored me. When we brought the food back, he left out J’s order completely.
Me: I knew it. I hate when people don’t write things down.
J: It’s fine, I won’t eat.
Me: It’s not fine. Here’s take half of our food. Mouse and I’ll just grab something to eat later.
Once the shoot was over, she and I went to a nearby Korean joint and had food there.
I realize that most of my blog entries are about us being ravenously hungry and never managing to get full.
But this is getting long so I’ll tell you about that tomorrow.