Well it happened again... I got work for Saturday or more like Saturday Afternoon for a very low low low budget which mean very very very low pay... fuck... it's so low that its based on a day rate even although its union... what makes a day in the film industry?... 12 hours is the usual but most of the time it's more like 18 to 20 hours for a day... oh boy it's going to be like film school 101 (shooting a student film)... lucky... if I didn't need the hours for bennies... well that's another story... I'll try to post pics from the set and location... the Studio I'm going to be at tomorrow is Los Angeles Stages, better know as the Union 76 Building downtown... as for the actors in this little comedy?... I really don't know who they are... nor am I paid enough to want to care... the only thing I care is that the check is good!!!... that's rule number one when working in the film industry "the check good"... question number one in the film industry is "what's the rate"... if I keep getting these kind of calls I'm going to end up commuting on a vespa to work like in the pic... see ya in the movie theaters... as for the update of getting down to my porn weight... I've been pedaling my ass over to the local Starbucks where I get my cup of java with banana and cheesy bagel/cream cheese... after hanging out for a bit enjoy a couple of cups of java and watching the people come-n-go... then back to the flop... later in the evening it's been a couple of burgers from the habit joint (guacamole double cheese burger and a bacon burger)... the night before that it was a shrimp burrito with chips n guacamole... then for tonight it was Chinese (noodles, BBQ Chicken, BBQ Pork, Spicy Pork with 3 egg rolls) feel full but not stuffed. I think I should be getting a Vespa!
Friday, June 3, 2011
Monday, May 30, 2011
Cougars on the hunt! (tugging at the hem of little black dress)
this tale is about what I don't understand being a guy... lets start the tale near the beginning shell we... I pedaled my ass over to the local Coffee Cave (here's a note-pedaling against the wind is like pedaling up hill-you huff & puff)... jumping ahead a bit... I was enjoying my cup of java on the inside of the Coffee Cave when I noted across the street at the 'Cougar's Hunting Bar' the Cougars where beginning to gather... how could I tell that the Cougars are on the hunt... it's the tribal hunting wardrobe they wear... its like a uniform... (as seen in pics)... everyone of them Cougars wears it... what is it?... the very short short low cut show the boobs off even if you don't have any boobs to show-world renown little black dress... I got my second cup of java and headed outside of the Coffee Cave to sit ringside to watch the Cougars parade into their den... there where short ones, tall ones, small ones, fat ones, way to skinny ones all gathering at the 'Cougar's Hunting Bar', they all where wearing the uniform in one version or other... oh and the 'porno pumps' you girls know what I mean... high heels you can barely walk in, makes you look like you're walking on your tippy toes... the other thing about Cougars is trying to tell their age... it's the most trickiest of math you have ever done... its based on 21 then you've got add by sevens or is it tens I still have trouble with it... if you ever catch a Cougar they only admit to the first or second 21 years of age (its like figuring out dog years but one year doesn't equal
seven in human years)... another thing about Cougars is they travel in packs, but will turn on eachother the moment


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