Catch Up

I finally saw Jodie Foster yesterday. The PA spotted her out in the street talking to a couple of people and we all got up to look. Our office is on the second floor so she didn't see us. It's always weird to me how we can work on these things and not see the actors until some totally random time. Anyway, she looked like a regular person. No big deal.

While I was at Comic-Con, I helped Sped out with a little project. She's friends with the woman who was in charge of the Lucasfilm booth and they needed to come up with a "professional" photographer asap. Natalie Portman had agreed to come down and have her picture taken with some fans, but they didn't have anybody lined up to take the pics. So Sped called me, knowing I'm not the kind of person to get starstruck. As it turned out, the convention sent a professional, but I still got to help with the film loading and getting people out the door. It was kind of interesting to watch people whose lives don't normally intersect with celebrities. The fans weren't told she was coming, they were just given a ticket and told to come back at a certain time. Some people looked really surprised and a few people cried. I haven't been like that in a long time and I think there are only a very few actors who could make me like that... maybe Michael Caine or Sean Connery.

SSDD

I have to add reshoots and additional photography to my list of projects to try to avoid. Too much work in such a short time...

I finally got a job. Not the George Clooney project, though. I still haven't heard back from them, but that's ok because I'll be doing a Universal show that may take me to Hawaii for 3 weeks. I got a phone call on Thursday from DG, whom I've never worked with before. While we were talking, she got a phone call from a mutual friend, Terri, who raved about me to her. When she got back on the line with me, she said if Terri recommended me, she was going to offer me the job without an interview. I took a couple of hours, then called her back and accepted. I figured if the Clooney people hadn't called, they probably didn't want me. Whatever. The new show is closer to home and will star Kate Hudson, Matt Dillon, and Owen Wilson. Should be interesting. And DG has some great credits to her name. May be a good one to hook up with.

Went to the cast and crew screening of Sky High last night. It's better than I thought it was going to be, but probably won't make a lot at the box office. Maybe it'll do better on DVD. Saw a lot of people that I hadn't seen in months, which is always nice. Even saw Barbara. Told her I wasn't doing SC3 and she was so excited by that I didn't have the heart to tell her I had taken another show already. I did tell her I had interviewed, so I'll drop an email and let her know by then end of the week.

I've been having really weird dreams lately and I'm thinking of blogging them. Not sure yet, though, since I don't usually remember them for long and if I do it's because they were bad dreams.

Have I talked about Comic-Con yet? I'll have to look back and see before I write about it. Don't want to repeat myself (shut up husband).

Got to have lunch now and get back to work. I have another stack of start paperwork and timecards to process for everybody who's done wrapping.

No More Reshoots

Yes, I get to do a film with Sean Bean and Jodie Foster, but please remind me never to do reshoots again. This is way too crazy.

At least I can keep on Virginia's good side after bailing on SC3...

A Good Movie This Time?

I drove to San Diego last Wednesday for Comic-Con (more on that later). I realized that with 2pm traffic, it took me over 30 minutes to get to Downey (and that was just the freeway exit). In rush hour, it'll probably take 60-90 minutes. I was not happy.

Then Thursday morning, I got a phone call from a woman looking for a payroll accountant for a GEORGE CLOONEY movie! Woo Hoo!

I told her I didn't have anything yet (big lie), then called and bailed on the SC3 job. He wasn't happy, but I blamed it on the commute. I wasn't going to make enough money to compensate for the 2 hours added on to my normal 10-12 hour day. Besides, I never actually accepted the job. He just assumed I would take it.

Had my interview today, should know soon. Wish me luck.

How Many Clauses?

I saw the first Santa Clause movie, but not the second. Now that I'm going to work on #3, I guess I'd better Netflix it. Somebody's going to ask. But I'd have to say that if I was Tim Allen's character, I'd have looked at that contract pretty damn close after I found out there were hidden clauses in it. How many times can he be forced to do something? When will it all go straight to video? But as long as they're paying my rate...
My husband is happy to point out that my streak of working on crappy movies hasn't been broken. I have to disagree - we have different taste in movies. I liked Freaky Friday and I got a really great statue from it.

Got my hair done today - gone red again. I wish I'd been born a redhead, but no luck. Then again, they have a lot of freckles and issues with thinning. I'll just have to stick to dye. I like to get it really red, fire-engine red. My hair fades out fast, though, so it doesn't last that color for long. This time we went for a blend of the one I liked and the one I knew the husband would like. Turned out pretty well. Now if I can just get it to grow out.

I was walking Sofie yesterday and this woman on a cell phone points at me and says "mutts." I didn't quite realize what she was saying, if she was even talking to me, until I remembered I had on my Patrick McDonnell t-shirt from the comic strip. Turns out she knows him. Small world.

Going to Comic-Con this weekend in San Diego. I hope we have a good time. It can be fun, but it can also be a pain in the ass. I'm hoping to meet up with the director's assistant from Sky High, since they'll be there on Friday, but I'm sure they don't plan on staying for long. That movie looks like it's not going to break my streak, either.

That's about it. I need to go to JoAnn's and pick up a zipper for my costume. And I'll need to go to Cinema Secrets and get some spirit gum. Should have gone after getting my hair done, they're right across the street.

I'm Outta The Bath Now

I have been pretty busy these past few days. I'm still trying to get some stuff done around the condo while we have it packed up for the Pergo. I do love my Pergo, but I'm sick of the rest of it. I've put off the maid until Tuesday, so that's my deadline.

I painted the one wall in the study a really nice blue, but it came out really blotchy. I'm not sure what happened. But it's good enough because most of it will be covered by bookcases, which I finally got from Ikea today. I'm planning on putting all of the paperback books on them. All 14 boxes. Unfortunately, the cases aren't working out as I had hoped. They don't have enough shelves and the support holes aren't spaced right for paperbacks. I'm just going to have to make the best of it. Maybe I can order more shelves? Maybe I can drill extra holes? I'll figure it out. I just really want to get it done. I'm not a neat freak, but I hate living in this chaos.

I did have a job interview yesterday. It's for The Santa Clause 3. I hadn't realized the 2nd one had done that well, but who can figure out what a studio's going to do? It sounds like an ok job, not too difficult and they'll meet my rate. The biggest drawback is that it's in Downey. I'm not even sure where that is. I know it's south of downtown LA, which probably means an hour commute each way. At least. I left without an offer, but then got a phone call where the accountant said he'd talked to the studio about me and as far as he was concerned, I would be starting with him on the 25th of July. Huh. It'd be a nice long show, with 3-4 months of prep and a 60 day shoot, then 4 weeks of wrap. But the commute! I'm just not sure. You can totally believe it if somebody tells you they've turned down a job in LA solely based on where the office is located. Sometimes it's just not worth it. Then again, I've heard some stories about T.A. and I'd be interested to see if they're true! Might be good for the blog.

As for the bath, I think I've found my bootcamp. I've been twice and I am so sore. The bath helped a lot.

If We Peed Like Dogs

I've been wondering lately what it would be like if humans peed like dogs. Sofie pees for a long time, but she always has some left over to mark her territory while we're out on walks. I'm pretty sure I always empty my bladder every time, but what would it be like if I noticed someone, say at work, come out of another stall while I was washing my hands? If I didn't like that person I guess I would have to wait until she left and then go into that stall and pee into it and make it "mine." Weird.

And I was right about the guilt - didn't even come close to working. Actually I'm not sure he even knew I had been trying until he read the post.

Shoud I Be Offended?

A few weeks ago, we got the husband a new computer. It's fancy-schmancy and has a 23" monitor. I don't care for it myself - everything seems to be squashed down and stretched out, but he's happy. What this means I got the "old" computer for myself. Yeah!

Anyway, his computer was on this morning when I got back from the store, so I thought I'd use it to check my email and look at the program schedule for Thursday at Comic-Con. I'm so used to clicking on the "Favorites" that I did it on his automatically. He has a lot of bookmarks, including several for blogs that we both enjoy. But was mine marked? No. And why is that, I wonder? I think I'm going to recitify the situation. But don't think he's getting off the hook that easily. I'm going to try and guilt him. Not that I think it'll work, but it'll pass the day. And I did find a couple of panels on Thursday that I want to see, as well as an opportunity to spend money at an auction. I love auctions.

The Pergo is finally done and I really like it. We still have to put all of our stuff back into place and there are boxes stacked everywhere. With nothing on the floor or walls, though, it's kind of loud in here. But once everything's settled, the sound will get absorbed. You can really tell where the dog is now - tappity, tappity, tappity, tappity, tappity. It's enough to make me want to get those little plastic caps to put on her nails.

Gotta go - have to go pay the rest of the Pergo money and buy more cookies at Ralph's. They have a really good oatmeal-cinnamon cookie in the bakery. Yum! Unfortunately, they only seem to have them at the swank Ralph's over in Studio City. It's at the foot of Coldwater Canyon and is frequented by those who deign to come down out of the hills for sustenance.

She Knows!

Although Sped has know for 3 weeks (thanks to Ma), C has finally spilled the beans about Sped's little brother. The two of them met in Las Vegas at Sped's wedding and hit it off in a big way. It's been almost 6 weeks(?) and it's still going strong, even though he's in New York and she's in San Diego. Good for them. I kept my promise not to say anything until C talked to Sped, but someone had better have a very good reason for not saying anything to me for
3 WHOLE WEEKS!

I think it's a good story Sped, but better told in person. Suffice it to say that I went from telling Ma that he wasn't her type to suggesting they go to the pool together. Just call me a traitor.

And I fixed my blog settings so anyone can post. We'll see if that works.