Orginaly posted on Myspace Nov. 07, 2007
So I'm pretty nervous right now, not gonna lie. I have 3 auditions coming up and well... I'm nervous. I am rusty and I need to get my butt into a class or 2 to shake it off, but no time for that now.
Two of those auditions are tomorrow, wow! One is at 6pm, and the other is at 8:15pm. Let me tell you a little about them. At the 6pm audition, I'll be reading for the part of either a ditzy waitress, or one of three friends that are trying to kidnapp another friend. Hrmmm... I have no script and it's pretty much gonna be a cold read. I've been trying my best to get ready for that, everything I read I try and read it as "Actress Val" not normal just reading something Val. I put emotion and feeling into every sentence so I can get used to pulling out the core or the meat of it all. I sound like a loony right? oh well.
At the 8:15 audition, this is where I get to really stretch myself out. I'm auditioning for the part of "Valarie", what do you know? But the what is interesting about this movie is the character is more developed in the male leads daydreams. My audition peice consists of having to be a bitchy snob to a small jazz dance then break into a Mexican hat dance then to a Novela type scene and back to normal time. WTF?? Yea, I'm not nervous about the bitchy snob, it's the dancing where it's gonna be a stretch for me. I know what your thinking? But, Val you love dance... oh yea, you bet I love to dance (and I don't do it well) but what you forget is I'm not playing me. I'm gonna have to act like someone else who's going out of there box and dancing in a daydream sequence. I can pull off the dance spot, as me... but it's staying in that other character is where it's harder. I think I'm gonna work on this one all night. Possibly at a club of some sort, hey I am a method actor. lol.
Audition 3 isn't till Sunday and I haven't been given a time yet. This is the audition that I was originaly excited about cause I haven't gotten one in so long. The female roles are pretty minor but the storyline I think is really good. Pretty much it's about a guy that goes against a pool shark and loses a bet, and has to find a way to pay his debt. The parts I'm going to read for are the ex-girlfriiend of the guy that loses the bet (she is now dating his roomate, drama!), and also a friend of the guy that loses the bet that has a big crush on him. awwww, que cute.
So I've had a lot to work on this week, and I'm still doing finishing clean-up touches on my monologue, and choreography. haha. Just send my happy thoughts ever so often, good karma and such.
I'll let everyone know how it goes on Friday.
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Monday, October 15, 2007
Valarie's allergies, ugh-mongst other things.
I just want to sit down, tilt my head back and pour contact solution into my eyes, they burn so bad. I was driving to work this morning and I felt that sting coming on in my right eye, so i thought... I'll just rub my eye and move my contact a bit that should get it feeling better. WRONG! I tried just moving my contact a smidge and that thing was suckered onto my pupil, just the movement sent a burning surge throughout my eyeball and I quickly teared up as if my puppy just died. So here I am driving, it's early so I'm already sleepy and I can't see out of my right eye, top it off with the stinging sensation that makes me want to close my eyes compeltely... but I'm driving. I must of looked crazy, squinting for no reason. I looked like I was trying to take a vision test without my contacts. This is all probably allergies, but it could also be the fact that I've been wearing these contact since late June. hrrmmmm..
Yesterday I was having many breakthroughs. This whole moving to California thing is becoming more and more real as the days go by. The think the countdown is now 81 days till I leave. For those of you who don't know, well... yea, I'm moving to San Diego on January 3, 2008. It's a year later then when I planned this originaly but hey... better late than never right? I'm hoping to leave with about 3 grand saved up and I already know I have a place to live. As far as job is concerned well I don't have that yet, and I'm not scared. I know, it sounds super immature to just go without any job but that's why I've saved up so I can bide some time to come up with a back up plan. Also I'm practing this line over and over, "Hi folks, welcome to Chili's I'm Valarie and I'll be your server today." Sound good? I've been working on it for a while now.
But isn't this how life should be? Spontenous? Or maybe it's Immature Valarie talking again, but I don't want to work for the "Man" anymore, I wan't to be The Man. I'm tired of working here everyday for someone else, doing someone elses work, for otheres. I want to know everyday I'm working for me, doing what I need to do, when I want to do it. Sure I could do that here in San Antonio but I know if I do, I won't be half as motivated to do anything. I need to get out of my comfort zone and acutally do something for myself. Am I making sense? I tend to think that my ramblings are really jumbled into a big Barrel of Monkeys type of mess. I guess that's the glory of having a blog right?
One last observation. So I saw a preview to a new reality show, America's Best Psychic or something along those lines. I was floored... really? A show about who's the most psychic in Amercia. Wow. Then I thought, if you get a bunch of psychics in one room registering for the show, once they sign up wouldn't they get like a vision or something and see who the winner is? I imagine a bunch of people in line each signing away then they all turn to one person and start congratulating him/her. That would be one show. One episode and it should be done. But the fact that they have to make an entire season to see if someone is psychic is just shocking to me. Can I read your mind? No. The end.
Yesterday I was having many breakthroughs. This whole moving to California thing is becoming more and more real as the days go by. The think the countdown is now 81 days till I leave. For those of you who don't know, well... yea, I'm moving to San Diego on January 3, 2008. It's a year later then when I planned this originaly but hey... better late than never right? I'm hoping to leave with about 3 grand saved up and I already know I have a place to live. As far as job is concerned well I don't have that yet, and I'm not scared. I know, it sounds super immature to just go without any job but that's why I've saved up so I can bide some time to come up with a back up plan. Also I'm practing this line over and over, "Hi folks, welcome to Chili's I'm Valarie and I'll be your server today." Sound good? I've been working on it for a while now.
But isn't this how life should be? Spontenous? Or maybe it's Immature Valarie talking again, but I don't want to work for the "Man" anymore, I wan't to be The Man. I'm tired of working here everyday for someone else, doing someone elses work, for otheres. I want to know everyday I'm working for me, doing what I need to do, when I want to do it. Sure I could do that here in San Antonio but I know if I do, I won't be half as motivated to do anything. I need to get out of my comfort zone and acutally do something for myself. Am I making sense? I tend to think that my ramblings are really jumbled into a big Barrel of Monkeys type of mess. I guess that's the glory of having a blog right?
One last observation. So I saw a preview to a new reality show, America's Best Psychic or something along those lines. I was floored... really? A show about who's the most psychic in Amercia. Wow. Then I thought, if you get a bunch of psychics in one room registering for the show, once they sign up wouldn't they get like a vision or something and see who the winner is? I imagine a bunch of people in line each signing away then they all turn to one person and start congratulating him/her. That would be one show. One episode and it should be done. But the fact that they have to make an entire season to see if someone is psychic is just shocking to me. Can I read your mind? No. The end.
Friday, October 12, 2007
Friday Night Lights extra, part 4.
Let me just start this by saying that I can't wait till we experience our cool weather. I'm not talking about lower 80s fall weather, no I want the lower 70s to be upon us already. IT'S OCTOBER!!! Shouldn't the leaves be changing colors, kids playing outside in fair isle sweaters, bobbing for apples... autum/fall stuff like that. Instead it's hot, I wear a light sweater and immediately get sweaty pits. I say this every October, I'm over this Texas heat!
So we start the day as I drive into Austin, and my "check engine" light turns on. Great, I still have a ways to go before I get to set, so I pray the car engine Gods that I at least get there. Success! Both ways. I end up getting there about an hour early so I sit tight in my car with the AC, coating on some extra makeup, listening to Austin radio stations which actually blow as much as San Antonio radio, read a book, but I was people watching too much to pay attention to my readings. I watched as wardrobe selected the outfits for some other extras, saw the main actors walking around talking on their cell phones, walking their dogs, it was pretty cool to watch the "background" of it all.
Finaly it was time for me to go check in, and then go to wardrobe myself. The nice lady told me to wear my sweater option that I brought and I though, lovely.... let's wear a sweater in this heat. Needless to say, I didn't feel to cozy but hey what was I going to do, "Um, excuse nice wardrobe lady but I'm hot so I need you to get me a short sleeve shirt or else I'm going to be sweaty." Suuuure, that's gonna fly. I change in the port-a-pottys, which oddly enough are extremly clean. Not like I could just sit in there like it's a cozy seat or something, but compared to the ones at like a concert, these are 4 star hotel Port-a-potties. I change, dump my extra crap in the car and head back to our holding kenel, at least there's AC. Not for long, they shut it off as soon as I sat down to enjoy it. greeeat.
I sit down and little by little my table starts to fill with people, a nice lady and a young couple. We all chit chat, hear each other stories, learned how we got to this point today. It's really awesome when you think about all the people that you meet at these things. I've met struggling actors, actual working actors, people who just want to see their face on T.V., everything... and to hear their stories is amazing. The young couple at my table are regional Theater actors, so they move where ever there's work. If they get a touring play in New York, they move there and travel all over the nation with their play and when it's done, it's off to the next state where they can find work. Isnt' that awesome! You don't know where you will be in 6months but you know that ultimately you will be doing what you love the most. I could work this lame 8-5 job everyday till I die, but I would die unfullfiled and unsatisfied with life. I would choose to be a starving actor anyday, ok... well not starving. haha. But you know what I mean, why spend your life working for someone, when you can work for yourself? OK ok ok... I need to stop and get back to the blog at hand here.
Back to the day, So we wait a while in the (no)AC holding pen and finaly they tell us that we can go to Applebee's for the scene, oh wait I forgot to mention. I'm playing an Applebee's customer for this scene. So we actualy have to drive to the set, I'm a bit worried cause the whole check engine light mess but I'm off to my destination. We get there (in traffic) and the crew is setting up the scene, they place us at our table and then give us drinks. Score! Now people, I'm not talking about Drinky drinks, just your regualar ol' soda and tea. Imagine a bunch of extras all hopped up on liqour on set. It would of been a bit reckless. So anywho, then they start piling on the food. And we got a lot of food! First it was a kids meal, and chicken wings.. then the brought out the steak and shrimp (my plate), then some tex-mex chicken plate, and a chicken salad type deal.
So we have all this food on our table and we had to pantomine the entire time eating. Really you put a bunch of food in front of hungry people and you want us to pantomine eating... ppppsshhhhhhhh. We were wolfing down that food, we were so starved. (I guess I am a starving actor after all). We weren't supposed to talk really but our table was so giggly and giddy with edible delight I think we stood out a bit. Awesome. Then like any grammer school they separated us, which really wasn't because of our voices or gorgeous smiles... they just needed to fill some space on the other side. So me and another guy go over there. We shot maybe two or three takes then they wrapped us. It was such a short day, kinda bummed but then I enjoyed driving back to san antonio at a reasonable time.
Today was a lot of fun, I enjoyed it a lot. But I realize each time I do this that being an extra... well it kinda sucks. Let's be honest, you're waiting for hours in the heat (of course, temp depending on location and time), you get placed in a scene and depending on where that place is... you get on camera, no thought put in if you're a talented actor or not, you just get stuck somewhere and hope that when your family sits around the screen you can get a glimpse of your elbow. Now with all this in mind, would I do it again.... I would do it over and over if I can. Of course, that's hoping that it would lead to actual speaking parts.
I wouldn't trade in that feeling that I get at the end of the day knowning that I just did something I love to do, with anything in the world. Sure I just sat in an Applebee's resturant for a couple of hours with no camera time what so ever, but I was still working on the set of a hit NBC television show. I can say that. It's an awesome feeling. I can't wait till my booking!
So we start the day as I drive into Austin, and my "check engine" light turns on. Great, I still have a ways to go before I get to set, so I pray the car engine Gods that I at least get there. Success! Both ways. I end up getting there about an hour early so I sit tight in my car with the AC, coating on some extra makeup, listening to Austin radio stations which actually blow as much as San Antonio radio, read a book, but I was people watching too much to pay attention to my readings. I watched as wardrobe selected the outfits for some other extras, saw the main actors walking around talking on their cell phones, walking their dogs, it was pretty cool to watch the "background" of it all.
Finaly it was time for me to go check in, and then go to wardrobe myself. The nice lady told me to wear my sweater option that I brought and I though, lovely.... let's wear a sweater in this heat. Needless to say, I didn't feel to cozy but hey what was I going to do, "Um, excuse nice wardrobe lady but I'm hot so I need you to get me a short sleeve shirt or else I'm going to be sweaty." Suuuure, that's gonna fly. I change in the port-a-pottys, which oddly enough are extremly clean. Not like I could just sit in there like it's a cozy seat or something, but compared to the ones at like a concert, these are 4 star hotel Port-a-potties. I change, dump my extra crap in the car and head back to our holding kenel, at least there's AC. Not for long, they shut it off as soon as I sat down to enjoy it. greeeat.
I sit down and little by little my table starts to fill with people, a nice lady and a young couple. We all chit chat, hear each other stories, learned how we got to this point today. It's really awesome when you think about all the people that you meet at these things. I've met struggling actors, actual working actors, people who just want to see their face on T.V., everything... and to hear their stories is amazing. The young couple at my table are regional Theater actors, so they move where ever there's work. If they get a touring play in New York, they move there and travel all over the nation with their play and when it's done, it's off to the next state where they can find work. Isnt' that awesome! You don't know where you will be in 6months but you know that ultimately you will be doing what you love the most. I could work this lame 8-5 job everyday till I die, but I would die unfullfiled and unsatisfied with life. I would choose to be a starving actor anyday, ok... well not starving. haha. But you know what I mean, why spend your life working for someone, when you can work for yourself? OK ok ok... I need to stop and get back to the blog at hand here.
Back to the day, So we wait a while in the (no)AC holding pen and finaly they tell us that we can go to Applebee's for the scene, oh wait I forgot to mention. I'm playing an Applebee's customer for this scene. So we actualy have to drive to the set, I'm a bit worried cause the whole check engine light mess but I'm off to my destination. We get there (in traffic) and the crew is setting up the scene, they place us at our table and then give us drinks. Score! Now people, I'm not talking about Drinky drinks, just your regualar ol' soda and tea. Imagine a bunch of extras all hopped up on liqour on set. It would of been a bit reckless. So anywho, then they start piling on the food. And we got a lot of food! First it was a kids meal, and chicken wings.. then the brought out the steak and shrimp (my plate), then some tex-mex chicken plate, and a chicken salad type deal.
So we have all this food on our table and we had to pantomine the entire time eating. Really you put a bunch of food in front of hungry people and you want us to pantomine eating... ppppsshhhhhhhh. We were wolfing down that food, we were so starved. (I guess I am a starving actor after all). We weren't supposed to talk really but our table was so giggly and giddy with edible delight I think we stood out a bit. Awesome. Then like any grammer school they separated us, which really wasn't because of our voices or gorgeous smiles... they just needed to fill some space on the other side. So me and another guy go over there. We shot maybe two or three takes then they wrapped us. It was such a short day, kinda bummed but then I enjoyed driving back to san antonio at a reasonable time.
Today was a lot of fun, I enjoyed it a lot. But I realize each time I do this that being an extra... well it kinda sucks. Let's be honest, you're waiting for hours in the heat (of course, temp depending on location and time), you get placed in a scene and depending on where that place is... you get on camera, no thought put in if you're a talented actor or not, you just get stuck somewhere and hope that when your family sits around the screen you can get a glimpse of your elbow. Now with all this in mind, would I do it again.... I would do it over and over if I can. Of course, that's hoping that it would lead to actual speaking parts.
I wouldn't trade in that feeling that I get at the end of the day knowning that I just did something I love to do, with anything in the world. Sure I just sat in an Applebee's resturant for a couple of hours with no camera time what so ever, but I was still working on the set of a hit NBC television show. I can say that. It's an awesome feeling. I can't wait till my booking!
Monday, September 10, 2007
Diary of a Friday Night Lights extra part Duex
Diary of a Friday Night Lights Extra part Duex orginally posted on Myspace Sept 7, 07
So I woke up at 4am... yes, 4 in the freakin' AM! I got ready at home and made the nice scenic drive up to Austin. Call time was at 7:30am and I made it with like 20mins to spare. We wait around a bit and they serve us breakfast. The actor that plays Buddy Garrity (the head cheerleaders dad) was eating breakfast with us in the tent. Little after that the wardrobe girl comes around to see what clothes we brought and to approve our outfit. She ends up liking the blue shirt I was wearing so I didn't have to change in the make shift changing tent with 2 inch cracks that you can see right through. Win, win.
So once everyone is changed and ready we wait for the guys in charge to split us up in our scenes. I'm in the second group, which was pretty much everybody and we get in van and taken to set. It was a Chevrolet dealership turned into Buddy Garrity Motors. THe scene we were filming was set-up for the Hog Day Sale and the guys let us know that there's going to be about 5 real pigs on set. Sure enough we saw... (smelled) the pigs. The scene called for one of the new football players to wrestle the pig. Of course they had an animal watcher lady on set to tell us when to stop filming so that the pig doesn't get tired. haha, i want to be that lady. Imagine, hey what do you do for a living? Oh, I make sure that pigs on movie sets don't get tired while filming. awesome!
Ok i'm losing you, sorry. So we're at the set and see all the actors, folks let me just say Kyle Chandler (lead, plays the coach) is a Hottie McDottie. Ladies, one look in those eyes... swoon. Haha. Anywho, so the guys split us all up in our areas. I'm standing with this other lady by some picnic tables and they start setting up the scene. I notice that the camera is kinda pointing in our direction, but I don't say anything. Then the guy in charge of us, I forgot his name sorry guy but he was cool, tell us that when we start the scene they're going to focus on us then focus on the action behind us. Our action was to talk to each other then walk to the table and pick up plate of food and then walk passed the coach and to another picnic table. Awesome! We definetly got some camera time there.
We do that a few times then we go on to the next scene, which was the actual hog wrestling. The (hot) actor that plays the new "tight end" on the show had to jump the gate and wrestle the pig. So the guy in charge of us extras tells the lady and I to go from the back where we standing to the front when they realease the pigs, and not only do we have to go to the front we go to the gate and watch from there. And what do I see them setting up right in front of us, yup.. the camera. So they said action and we walked up and watch this hotty sweaty guy wrestle a pig and I acted my heart out like I was a huge fan of Hog Wrestling. So we do this scene quite a few times then we got to do one with no sound, yea I got to put my pantamiming skills to the test. I think I found my next calling, Miming. lol.
So what would a fun day on a set be without making a fool of myself... a wasted day that's what it would be. So I'm standing off to the side waiting to do the hog wrestling scene, did I mention I'm just standing and not moving at all? Yes, so i'm standing i'm hold my plate that consists of a hotdog (hotdogs at Hog wrestling.. hrmm?) and some porkgrinds (porkgrinds at Hog wrestling, too much pork for one day) next thing you know, i just drop my plate. And I could of gotten away with it but of course in embarrassment I yell, MAN DOWN! The group next to me claps and so I bow to the audience, the guys in charge of us screams out, FIVE SECOND RULE!!! So I pretend to eat the very stale, covered in dirt, hotdog and I hear some ladies gasp so I said I'm just kidding and pick up my porkgrinds off the floor in embarrassment. I swear I'm a Clutz-a-saurus Rex.
They wrapped us early like around 12:30. I guess after my incident with the hotdog and the pavement, I got peoples attention cause when I was leaving a lot of people were telling me bye and would smile when they saw me. So I guess I did something right. I may of had my zipper down but I don't know. haha. I was gonna go to the next filming at 1pm but I wasn't booked for it and I didn't want to just show up and they turn me away. That would of been embarrassment numero dos and I was hella sleepy so I just turned around and drove home.
El fin. I'll write more when I get more work! lol.
So I woke up at 4am... yes, 4 in the freakin' AM! I got ready at home and made the nice scenic drive up to Austin. Call time was at 7:30am and I made it with like 20mins to spare. We wait around a bit and they serve us breakfast. The actor that plays Buddy Garrity (the head cheerleaders dad) was eating breakfast with us in the tent. Little after that the wardrobe girl comes around to see what clothes we brought and to approve our outfit. She ends up liking the blue shirt I was wearing so I didn't have to change in the make shift changing tent with 2 inch cracks that you can see right through. Win, win.
So once everyone is changed and ready we wait for the guys in charge to split us up in our scenes. I'm in the second group, which was pretty much everybody and we get in van and taken to set. It was a Chevrolet dealership turned into Buddy Garrity Motors. THe scene we were filming was set-up for the Hog Day Sale and the guys let us know that there's going to be about 5 real pigs on set. Sure enough we saw... (smelled) the pigs. The scene called for one of the new football players to wrestle the pig. Of course they had an animal watcher lady on set to tell us when to stop filming so that the pig doesn't get tired. haha, i want to be that lady. Imagine, hey what do you do for a living? Oh, I make sure that pigs on movie sets don't get tired while filming. awesome!
Ok i'm losing you, sorry. So we're at the set and see all the actors, folks let me just say Kyle Chandler (lead, plays the coach) is a Hottie McDottie. Ladies, one look in those eyes... swoon. Haha. Anywho, so the guys split us all up in our areas. I'm standing with this other lady by some picnic tables and they start setting up the scene. I notice that the camera is kinda pointing in our direction, but I don't say anything. Then the guy in charge of us, I forgot his name sorry guy but he was cool, tell us that when we start the scene they're going to focus on us then focus on the action behind us. Our action was to talk to each other then walk to the table and pick up plate of food and then walk passed the coach and to another picnic table. Awesome! We definetly got some camera time there.
We do that a few times then we go on to the next scene, which was the actual hog wrestling. The (hot) actor that plays the new "tight end" on the show had to jump the gate and wrestle the pig. So the guy in charge of us extras tells the lady and I to go from the back where we standing to the front when they realease the pigs, and not only do we have to go to the front we go to the gate and watch from there. And what do I see them setting up right in front of us, yup.. the camera. So they said action and we walked up and watch this hotty sweaty guy wrestle a pig and I acted my heart out like I was a huge fan of Hog Wrestling. So we do this scene quite a few times then we got to do one with no sound, yea I got to put my pantamiming skills to the test. I think I found my next calling, Miming. lol.
So what would a fun day on a set be without making a fool of myself... a wasted day that's what it would be. So I'm standing off to the side waiting to do the hog wrestling scene, did I mention I'm just standing and not moving at all? Yes, so i'm standing i'm hold my plate that consists of a hotdog (hotdogs at Hog wrestling.. hrmm?) and some porkgrinds (porkgrinds at Hog wrestling, too much pork for one day) next thing you know, i just drop my plate. And I could of gotten away with it but of course in embarrassment I yell, MAN DOWN! The group next to me claps and so I bow to the audience, the guys in charge of us screams out, FIVE SECOND RULE!!! So I pretend to eat the very stale, covered in dirt, hotdog and I hear some ladies gasp so I said I'm just kidding and pick up my porkgrinds off the floor in embarrassment. I swear I'm a Clutz-a-saurus Rex.
They wrapped us early like around 12:30. I guess after my incident with the hotdog and the pavement, I got peoples attention cause when I was leaving a lot of people were telling me bye and would smile when they saw me. So I guess I did something right. I may of had my zipper down but I don't know. haha. I was gonna go to the next filming at 1pm but I wasn't booked for it and I didn't want to just show up and they turn me away. That would of been embarrassment numero dos and I was hella sleepy so I just turned around and drove home.
El fin. I'll write more when I get more work! lol.
Day in the life of a Friday Night Lights extra.
Day in the life of a Friday Night Lights extra.. --
orginally posted on Myspace Tuesday August 28th.
Let me paint a pretty picture for you. It's hot, hell hot by the way and your put in a closed tent with about 100 other extras taking up your oxygen. The air conditioning vents are being hogged up by a family who got there early enough to snag the table right by the big tunnel looking vent. Just to fill out the voucher so you can get paid, you break into an uncontrable sweat. So the day begins.
Now for the fun stuff. The head guy in charge of us lowly extras marched us to the football field, which I later learned was built merely for the show. Rad! He begins to sit us in the bleachers and I don't mean like he picked me up and sat me down like toddler, I mean he told us ok everyone fill up the first row then start the next row kind of stuff. So what row did I get? Yup,you guessed it... I was up front and personal. Front row, 40 yard line couldn't get better seats if I paid for them. hehe. Row by row the bleachers filled. Well there wasn't that many extras so we only filled like half the bleachers.
Let the games begin! So pretty much it went like this, ok we started off shooting somewhere in the first quarter we were on the opposing team (not the Dillion Panthers that FNL fans love) we were the Westerby Chaparals woot woot!! Go Westerby High! When they said rolling, the head guy Tony started a chat to get us all the football game spirit. Let me tell you this was a full on football game, minus the opposing side and no marching band, tisk tisk. BUt there were cheerleaders, all the football players, trainers, coaches it was really cool.
Anywho, so they said rolling and Tony started a chat "Go Chaps Go!" We screamed that out till they yelled CUT. Rolling... GO CHAPS GO!!... *touchdown* WHOOOOOOO CUT. Rolling... GO CHAPS GO!!!! fumble BOOOOOOO CUT So we do for hours. Tony starts moving us around to fill in holes in the crowd depending on what is being seen on film. Rolling... GO CHAPS GO!!!! touchdown WHOOOOO. fumble BOOOOOOOOOO. yellow flag WHAAAAT!!!!!
Every emotion that I've never felt towards football I had to express. It was fun. I kinda wanted to see the entire game but we kept cutting and breaking to move around, and no those aren't new dance moves. Next thing you know it's midnight and I can't stop yawning. I'm thinking this will end soon, and it did. About and hour and half later. By the end I couldn't yell anymore, I barely had any energy to shake my pom-pom and by pom-pom I don't mean my dairier. So after a few takes of the final shot they dismiss us and we're hauling, and I mean hauling behind (now I'm reffering to my dairier) to the tent so that we can check out. Once we do that we're treated to some of the finest dining eaten with plastic utensils. I was a hungry hungry hippo cause I inhaled everything. lol.
Let the games begin! So pretty much it went like this, ok we started off shooting somewhere in the first quarter we were on the opposing team (not the Dillion Panthers that FNL fans love) we were the Westerby Chaparals woot woot!! Go Westerby High! When they said rolling, the head guy Tony started a chat to get us all the football game spirit. Let me tell you this was a full on football game, minus the opposing side and no marching band, tisk tisk. BUt there were cheerleaders, all the football players, trainers, coaches it was really cool.
Anywho, so they said rolling and Tony started a chat "Go Chaps Go!" We screamed that out till they yelled CUT. Rolling... GO CHAPS GO!!... *touchdown* WHOOOOOOO CUT. Rolling... GO CHAPS GO!!!! fumble BOOOOOOO CUT So we do for hours. Tony starts moving us around to fill in holes in the crowd depending on what is being seen on film. Rolling... GO CHAPS GO!!!! touchdown WHOOOOO. fumble BOOOOOOOOOO. yellow flag WHAAAAT!!!!!
Every emotion that I've never felt towards football I had to express. It was fun. I kinda wanted to see the entire game but we kept cutting and breaking to move around, and no those aren't new dance moves. Next thing you know it's midnight and I can't stop yawning. I'm thinking this will end soon, and it did. About and hour and half later. By the end I couldn't yell anymore, I barely had any energy to shake my pom-pom and by pom-pom I don't mean my dairier. So after a few takes of the final shot they dismiss us and we're hauling, and I mean hauling behind (now I'm reffering to my dairier) to the tent so that we can check out. Once we do that we're treated to some of the finest dining eaten with plastic utensils. I was a hungry hungry hippo cause I inhaled everything. lol.
Overall I give it a B-. The "-" is merely cause of the late hours, I think I could of hooted and hollered all day long but I was just too damn tired after midnight. But it was hella fun I tell you. I can't wait to do it again!! And no, I did not meet any of the actors, they weren't at this shooting. Perhaps next time. Goals for me - do more filming to eventually be a featured extra. I hear that title come up often and it sounds pretty, even prettier on a resume I suppose
I'm letting my little blogspot get away from me.
I'm going to post a bombardment of all my blogs that i've been posting on my Myspace on here. I dont' know why I haven't put them on this site, lazy I suppose but oh well. I'll put the original date and such so you'll know around the time that these incidents or thoughts actually occured. Alright let me get to it son!
Tuesday, July 3, 2007
Night in the ol' hospital.
Ok before I tell you this story let me just say that I'm going leave a good chunk of the grossness out of this just for my own sake. Leaving this out may cause confusion as to the severity of my illness, but as long as I don't feel embarrassment I'm ok.
So let me start it out this way and your minds can wonder...
I walk out of the bathroom completely freaked out and still in pain. *pause for your imagination to create something magical*
You see this all started out on Tuesday with an annoying little pain at the top of my stomach, no big deal. By the end of the day I was feeling a sharp pain on my lower right side almost like someone just shanked me and the knife was left there. Ok, I can handle this. Wednesday a little less of the shanking and now i have this pressure/pain feeling in my lower back Kidney region. Hrmm... something doesn't seem right. Then the bathroom incidents. Enough said there.
So yesterday my back was killing me. Then came this overwhelming stomach ache, followed by the nauseas gonna throw up all over the place feeling. Fast forward to opening statement. "I walked out of the bathroom completely freaked out and still in pain". Now this is when I started to scare myself, my mom told me it might be my gall bladder and I may surgery. Part of me thinks that she just wants to see me scared and knows just how to do it. So she mentioned surgery and of course cause I've never experienced any type of surgery procedures I freak out and start to cry like the 4 year old I suddenly become. I don't know, hospitals, surgeries, why not just throw a 5 foot penguin in the mix too!
So off to the hospital I go. First hospital, Methodist Emergency Room. As soon as we drive up first thing I see is a lady having a really bad sezure, we're talking she shaking violently and she threw up on the concrete and everything. We walk in and wait for someone at the check-in area, there are two older ladies on the other side of the glass obviously waiting for someone as well. One lady says to us, "If you need a nurse, I think we got you beat." She lifts her arm and there is this huge gash just gushing blood. I look further in and she sitting with her arm over a trash can that she's obviously bleeding into. The nurse arrives and says its gonna be at least 10 hours and we should go to a different hostpital.
We end going to the Methodist Transplant Hospital, I was the 3rd person there. I probably waited in the waiting room for about 20 mins before I got my bed in the back. I had strip down to my skivvies and put on the gown that's like 12 sizes to big and only has two ties in the back.
OH WAIT. Check this out... when the murse (male nurse) was checking me in, he had to check off if I suffer from heart diesease, diabetes, you know all that stuff. So he checked off no on everything and you know what this asshole checked YES on.... OBESITY!!!! WTF!!! I just lost 30 lbs, my doctor told me I was no longer obese and this duche bag murse with a fanny pack says I am. Jerkface!
Anywho, next my nurse came in to hook me up to an IV and take blood. When I went to the hospital back in 1999 with food posioning the lady rolled my vein and I was bruised for almost a month. So my fear of IVs and taking blood has continued.
So this lovely lovely nurse whom I shall call Susie began the slicing and dicing process in my hand. She shoved what can only be described as some sort of samarai sword in my right hand and moved it around a bit. Nurse Susie then told me that I have to many valves in my hand, next thing you know she rips the needle out of my hand and tells me she almost blew my vein. Great. She began the slicing and dicing process in my arm, holy crap the pain was unreal. The IV gets hooked up after a couple tries and I become really woozy, my mom was standing over watching me being tortured with glee and I had to tell her to step back cause I was feeling claustrophobic all of sudden. My lovely Nurse Susie says she was going to give me morphine. I decline just cause I've never taken morphene before and I was kinda scared about how my body would react. She gave me some other drug. I was so fussy by this point and fidgitey and I just couldn't sit still but let me tell you once that medicine started to course threw my veins I knocked out! Snoozeville.
I wake up as the doctor comes in and I have to explain my symptoms for like the umpth-billionth time. Then he starts feeling my stomach all over. I was being silly and thought, well i'm starting to get some definition in my abs why not flex em. So I show this 60+ yr old doc what this obese girls abs feel like. hahaha! After awhile I stopped cause I got tired. He ordered all tests from head to toe. CT Scan, Pregnancy test (whoa!), Piss test, Spelling Test (i kid), everything!
I probably had to wait about 2 hours to get the CT Scan done. Let me tell you there was some wild things going on around me. They wheel in some hot guy in a strecher and put him the bed next to me. SCORE! Not so much, all the EMTs started explaining what was wrong with him. "This is so-and-so and he just took 15 pills of *painkiller* and his friend said that he just snorted *amount* of crack and then followed with smoking meth, He is on suicide watch." Then all the nurses start asking him why he took so many pills but he was too groggy to answer, so they just hooked him up with an IV. After a bit he wanted to leave and a murse came by and was like "if you leave now you'll never get help." Man it was so an episode of Grey's Anatomy, but minus the McDreamy and insert the McSenile.
I saw a guy that was all handcuffed and with 4 bald cops go in, and I saw this gorgeous tall skinny blonde female cop , you don't see cops look like her in San Antonio. Anywho I think got shot at but luckily she had a bullet proof vest on. You could see the red spots where bullets hit her left side of her upper chest. Crazy!
Around 1am I got all my results back... nothing is wrong. I am the prime example of supreme health. Which is good to know since I haven't had a physical of some sort in well over 6 years. Next came the doctor and his many theories of what might be wrong with me. Everything from I'm just ovulating to it could be my intestines, gall bladder, hemeroids, bad taste in music, anything that popped into his head he told me.
So needless to say, I left feeling a little better when I went in thanks to the meds but I love going to doctors and they have no clue how to diagnois me. Oh when the murse was checking me, I guess they have to ask "What is your goal for us today?" huh? Seriously? So I simply replied, "Cure Me." Is that too much to ask? I didn't think so.
I finally left around 2am, what a long night and to top it off I was wide awake and didn't go to sleep till around 4am. I could barely wake up this morning for work. Oh what a day. I wonder what's wrong with me?
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