FIRST FITTING
I went to my first fitting this afternoon for American Carol. I was booked as a Navy sailor so the production company needed to make sure my uniform fit me properly. During a fitting, you go to the costume store and the wardrobe department has you try on different sizes and make sure your pants are the correct length, your hat fits, etc.
When it was my time, the wardrobe coordinator asked me what my name was. When I told her she asked, "what does that mean?" I thought she was asking about my first name so I said, "God's greatest gift." She replied, "oh yeah, that's cool." But it turned out that she thought my last name was my first name and she thought that's what my last name meant.
People are always curious where the name comes from and how to pronounce it. Over your lifetime, it gets kind of old, but recently, I've discovered it's a bit of a blessing to have things in your life that are unique. It's a way to start conversations with strangers and one of these days, I'm just going to lie about its origins and make up something good. Then again, I've discovered that there are statues in Italy that bear my name so maybe the truth really is stranger than fiction.
My hair needed to be trimmed so I got a little buzz from some barbers that were hired to make sure everyone's hair looked military-like. Since my hair had grown so long from not cutting it, I didn't mind at all, but I was a little worried that they would really give me a military haircut. But they didn't and although the side of my head was trimmed, they left the top super long. I should have asked if they could cut the top too. I'm just really bad at asking for favors.
Interestingly, the barbers were into politics and talking about conspiracy theories. Although they were black, they were still a little unsure about Barack Obama. They were tired of talk and wanted real action. Strangely, they spoke about the Illuminati and how there might be other forces outside our control that actually influence and manipulate our world and our lives in it.
One book my barber spoke about was "Behold a Pale Horse" by William Milton Cooper. He said it told of many things seem to be coming true these days. He said it was out of print, but it can still be found on Amazon and there are plenty of resources online that point to Cooper. After reading some of the reader comments about the book, I can't help but put it on my to-read list. I love conspiracy theories!
I went to my first fitting this afternoon for American Carol. I was booked as a Navy sailor so the production company needed to make sure my uniform fit me properly. During a fitting, you go to the costume store and the wardrobe department has you try on different sizes and make sure your pants are the correct length, your hat fits, etc.
When it was my time, the wardrobe coordinator asked me what my name was. When I told her she asked, "what does that mean?" I thought she was asking about my first name so I said, "God's greatest gift." She replied, "oh yeah, that's cool." But it turned out that she thought my last name was my first name and she thought that's what my last name meant.
People are always curious where the name comes from and how to pronounce it. Over your lifetime, it gets kind of old, but recently, I've discovered it's a bit of a blessing to have things in your life that are unique. It's a way to start conversations with strangers and one of these days, I'm just going to lie about its origins and make up something good. Then again, I've discovered that there are statues in Italy that bear my name so maybe the truth really is stranger than fiction.
My hair needed to be trimmed so I got a little buzz from some barbers that were hired to make sure everyone's hair looked military-like. Since my hair had grown so long from not cutting it, I didn't mind at all, but I was a little worried that they would really give me a military haircut. But they didn't and although the side of my head was trimmed, they left the top super long. I should have asked if they could cut the top too. I'm just really bad at asking for favors.
Interestingly, the barbers were into politics and talking about conspiracy theories. Although they were black, they were still a little unsure about Barack Obama. They were tired of talk and wanted real action. Strangely, they spoke about the Illuminati and how there might be other forces outside our control that actually influence and manipulate our world and our lives in it.
One book my barber spoke about was "Behold a Pale Horse" by William Milton Cooper. He said it told of many things seem to be coming true these days. He said it was out of print, but it can still be found on Amazon and there are plenty of resources online that point to Cooper. After reading some of the reader comments about the book, I can't help but put it on my to-read list. I love conspiracy theories!
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