05-01-2018, 11:51 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-02-2018, 12:14 AM by Drunk Monk.)
I was just treated to an amazing dinner at Killer Shrimp by my ol' partner in crime, Mossman, along with his daughter and latest girlfriend. It was soooooo good - my blood sugar spiked due to all the feckin dippin bread, but it was worth it. What's more, he brought drugs. srsly. But not for me, although he did offer. The on-site medic recommended a CBD tincture which was successful for him after he shattered his clavicle last year, and my dear injured castmate had used a CBD salve on his wrist before so he was seeking something on top of the prescribed motrin. Mossman is now in the pot biz, and delivered a tincture which I passed along to my castmate before we left for Killer Shrimp. I think it boosted my street cred with the crew. Like I said, I still gotz skillz.
The rest of my scenes are test witnessing - low pressure - I just need to make clever comments and not get hit by shrapnel. Actually I only have one test to witness tomorrow in the morning and it's going to be awesome, like watching a Marko Zaror movie but live from the front row. And my call time isn't until 8 AM. Yay me! I also have to grab interviews for my mag&web from Marko and Danny, the BK&S, DaMon the other expert, and probably the stunt guys because they're super cool. I told Crystal I wasn't planning to interview her because she's the only one of us who can get into Black Belt. She got really upset and lectured me about how she owns some journalism stations or something and that's not how to do business and how all of that was arranged through El Rey. I shouldn't have said anything and just did it like last year. She's got some massive tests on Thursday so we'll see how that goes.
We're now all wearing kevlar gloves for all the tests and choreographing the actions much tighter. We shot two scenes to resolve the injury, one that shows it and one that does not, giving our castmate the option. But he wants it to be a teaching moment - and it is - so it'll probably stay in. Not sure how the rest of his tests might go. I think he's covered so others will be testing.
Danny and I were joking about mishearing someone say 3-section staff as 3-headed shark. He admitted that film was silly but said he had so much fun making it. Somehow that led to him getting a selfie with Rihanna licking his chest which he texted to Chris Brown just to fuck with him. Then later he got Brown’s next gf to take a selfie licking his face, which he also texted to Chris. He hopes to do that with all of Brown’s gfs. Then we went right into the next scene while I was still trying to process what a freakin god Danny Trejo is. His comic timing is hysterical, sharp, and sends the entire crew into laughs. So very honored to work with him.
I've decided that having a dishwasher in my hotel room is dumb. If I just leave a dirty glass in the sink, the maids deal with it. Maybe they just put it back in the cabinet. I hope not because I leave a daily tip. I have 21 towels every day, including two dish towels. I still have yet to turn on any of my 3 TVs. I got some nice Aurocacia mineral bath, but the tub is really shallow. I can't submerge my entire body. I have to turn my head to wash my face and my belly sticks out. It's very disappointing. I'm going to move to the other bedroom tonight, just because I can.
The rest of my scenes are test witnessing - low pressure - I just need to make clever comments and not get hit by shrapnel. Actually I only have one test to witness tomorrow in the morning and it's going to be awesome, like watching a Marko Zaror movie but live from the front row. And my call time isn't until 8 AM. Yay me! I also have to grab interviews for my mag&web from Marko and Danny, the BK&S, DaMon the other expert, and probably the stunt guys because they're super cool. I told Crystal I wasn't planning to interview her because she's the only one of us who can get into Black Belt. She got really upset and lectured me about how she owns some journalism stations or something and that's not how to do business and how all of that was arranged through El Rey. I shouldn't have said anything and just did it like last year. She's got some massive tests on Thursday so we'll see how that goes.
We're now all wearing kevlar gloves for all the tests and choreographing the actions much tighter. We shot two scenes to resolve the injury, one that shows it and one that does not, giving our castmate the option. But he wants it to be a teaching moment - and it is - so it'll probably stay in. Not sure how the rest of his tests might go. I think he's covered so others will be testing.
Danny and I were joking about mishearing someone say 3-section staff as 3-headed shark. He admitted that film was silly but said he had so much fun making it. Somehow that led to him getting a selfie with Rihanna licking his chest which he texted to Chris Brown just to fuck with him. Then later he got Brown’s next gf to take a selfie licking his face, which he also texted to Chris. He hopes to do that with all of Brown’s gfs. Then we went right into the next scene while I was still trying to process what a freakin god Danny Trejo is. His comic timing is hysterical, sharp, and sends the entire crew into laughs. So very honored to work with him.
I've decided that having a dishwasher in my hotel room is dumb. If I just leave a dirty glass in the sink, the maids deal with it. Maybe they just put it back in the cabinet. I hope not because I leave a daily tip. I have 21 towels every day, including two dish towels. I still have yet to turn on any of my 3 TVs. I got some nice Aurocacia mineral bath, but the tub is really shallow. I can't submerge my entire body. I have to turn my head to wash my face and my belly sticks out. It's very disappointing. I'm going to move to the other bedroom tonight, just because I can.
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