SAMANTHA WHO #6

Today was one of those days when you had to do a little bit of physical acting. That's because it's hot, but we had to pretend it was the middle of winter in Chicago.

I ran into Joe who was one of the refs at a CSI NY call. One meathead came up to us and started talking only because he wanted to insult Joe and say he came up only to find out if he was a vampire. It wasn't real funny, but Joe is so white, I don't blame the guy. It turns out he's Irish and according to him, he got his athletic genes from his dad (he played high school basketball and could dunk) and his braininess from his mother.

I learned my lesson from CSI NY yesterday - always bring my little camping chair. It saved my ass (or I should say my feet) from torture and it helped today. Thankfully, we shot a few scenes on New York street on the lot and most of the time I was able to nap inside the incredibly cold sound stage where holding was held. I was surprised how many people were called, and in these large calls, it's easy to slip away and not work.

I spent more time watching my recorded shows on the PSP than anything else. I got bored a little and decided to work and before I knew it, we were wrapped.