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Wacky May has melted into hot n sticky June, and the summer looks kinda bleak. I feel like my life has been shot from a cannon, but the trajectory is curving slowly downward. Getting a serious case of "what to do now"-z. Filming for the I Love You Phillip Morris was much like filming for any movie. LOTS of waiting around in a tiny trailer. Lunch buffet. Waved off by hair and make up (she looked at me whilst chatting on her cell, shrugged at my shaved scalp and brown skin, then shook her head and waved me away..I am now 0 for 2 on hair and make up!), outfitted in my prison garb while a tiny dog bit at me and the edges of my garb, then back to the trailer. More waiting. The shoot was interesting. Being asked to faux masturbate on command is pretty disconcerting. Ewan McGregor shook my hand before and after the shoot..nice guy. Jim Carrey was pleasant, but not as personable. The directors gave me an applause call from the cast for repeated long takes of creepy fake wanking. Then buh-bye. Done with ya. Now the long wait for my pay begins..which sucks, because I could really use the money right now! The Arkansas run cost me money, because I treated it like a week long BBQ trek. Totally worth it, though. I put some pics up on the Photo Bucket site..feel free to peruse the pics and albums. I need to link those to the website, since I will never get around to actually designing a pics page. I really need to just hire a web guru..or maybe a friend/fan will miraculously donate time...doubtful. The car is not doing well, and I got 3 tickets for illegal car shit while running around trying to make the car legal. Radiator is leaking..A/C is out. I really need that money! Three shifts starting tonight at Vic's should help. Plus I have a show Saturday at Sidney's..Dave gives me the door on that one. More on that later. peace bdCurrent Mood: broke Current Music: Retroactive - Cox
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