weekend six: making it stick

(Yea, yeah, I know what else rhymes with six) Due to some last minute changes and actors that were unable to be with us this weekend, we fell a little behind the schedule. However, in our defense the schedule would have only been made had we started at 9:30AM.... and we started at 3PM... I'm very pleased with what we were able to get on film.
Once again we took over the back room of Cafe' Francisco for our Indie film shoot. Some unsuspecting individuals got to be guest extras, Joe made a new drink out of pure sugar (I'm sure the guys and gals from Red Bull will be calling him any day now), Jennifer got all crazy-faced when she dreamed about smashing a guys face in a waffle iron (and once again proved that she's just one of the guys... but much better looking), Shane's crotch got some special attention that made him scream like a girl, and I managed to get Christine's iPod a cameo appearance while keeping the first scene all together as the "straight man" of this little comedy troupe.
Anthony did a fine job of putting up with my crap and making sure that everyone was on the ball (as he likes to stay on balls for some reason). Brad held the boom mic for most of the day and talked about boobs, the boom operator, and being followed by a boom shadow. Christine was doing a fine job of watching the monitors and performances... but she kept walking off of the set and disappearing. I think it had something to do with Cappuccino and too much Olive Oil on her Greek Salad plate (if you know what I mean).
As the evening pressed on we finally got to see the debut performances of TRACY ADAIR and KONG. I've got to tell you that since this film has taken a turn of absurdity it's gotten to be really really really funny. When someone takes off a pair of sunglasses and you laugh... you know it's good. When a guy has his ears tucked into a high-roller hat because it's too big... that's good stuff.
We filmed a fight scene on a city street... got some applause for beating the crap out of people... and later packed up the gear and proceeded to get shyte-faced at T.J. Mulligans (who were nice enough to provide jell-o shots for us). So, we had some good times got some great material and managed to survive the debauchery that followed. For those of you that care...

HERE ARE YOUR THREADS FOR THE WEEKEND:

JOE: "Shake your sugar..."
(Joe knows what pays the bills-- and what gets you cast)

BEVAN: "Am I soft?"
(Bevan talks about the focus of the camera, but of course, it's takes a different meaning)

SHANE: "I thought my crotch was the star of this scene."
(Shane states the facts)

JENNIFER: "I'd give my left vagina for one of those"
(Because once you get a hysterectomy, they take the p#$$y but let you keep the box it came in)