Fahrenheit 451

On the set of Scary Normal

OK, you who don't know how this works might think that the director's cancellation of tonight's shoot represents a retreat, a loss of scheduling ground, but you would be wrong. Here's what we dealt with today:

• a day that was in the 90s with high humidity outside--except that we weren't outside; we were in a small garage with film lights burning and multiple 98.6-degree bodies pumping up the ick;
• one little yippy dog in the neighborhood yipping on and on;
• a recurrence of the broken boom, requiring superglue treatment;
• loud thunder (and equipment-threatening rain);
• a separate canine incident involving multiple postpubescent (or at least lower-pitched) dogs;
• unwonted (as well as unwanted) heavy-truck traffic in our residential Urbana;
• a buzzy fly;
• and an ominous wasp.

Oh, and did I mention it was really hot and sweaty?

And yet we prevailed, and the scene will be beautiful, and the rest that the exhausted actors (and incidentally, have I even mentioned the awesome April Cleveland and Laura Anne Welle?) and crew will enhance the beauty of what we shoot tomorrow, and anyway, we're really essentially ahead of schedule, so get off our case, OK?

Damn, that gin was good. And the shower that preceded it. And the sleep that will follow soon will, I am confident, also be good.