AMERICAN CAROL

Movies are generally cool to work on, but you have to be prepared for a big call. After getting my sailor's uniform, I changed in the men's tent along with 30 other dudes. It smelled like a fuckin' gym and the ground wasn't even covered. The tent was put right on top of bare dirt and gravel. Sometimes, you wonder how a production company can be so cheap - or at least quite inconsiderate. How hard would it be to put some tarp down?

Still, it was nice to get back to get some work. I brought my chair which ended up being unnecessary since there were plenty of chairs and a lot of waiting for the shoot to start. Plus, there wasn't much room in the lunchbox since it was already packed with extras.

It got late and it got cold in San Pedro, a port town that reminded me of most other port towns I've been to. It was working class, a little rundown and obviously right on the edge of water. When the lights started to shine though, it was remarkably kind of romantic. Then I found out that Palos Verdes could be seen from where we stood so then I wasn't so surprised.

I forgot to bring my little stool and ended up standing until my dogs started yelping. I hadn't felt this kind of pain since I was a kid in Disneyland walking for hours. I was just glad that we got out around 1 AM which isn't bad for a 4 PM check-in time.