What an insane two weeks it's been! I think I'm numb. I really wanted to post while I've been here on the Crazy Adventure, but I haven't stopped for a minute since I left New York almost two weeks ago. For reals. So I'm just going to catch up on all the stories I have to tell over the next few days. I don't even know where to begin. Ok. Here goes.
I've been spending 8 - 10 hours a day looking at this. This may seem like an intimidating scenario to face, but the group of people hiding behind these contraptions couldn't be any nicer. They are sweet as can be, and they managed to make a novice like me feel totally comfortable. I daresay they're even paying attention to our demos and actually learning a thing or two. Impressive!
This is Fred. He's pretty much my bff. He's the stage manager, and even though I think it's actually technically his job to be nice to me, he still does it better than anybody else ever could. Without him I would be a mess - you see, I am confined to the set almost all day, and during a good bit of the on-set time, I am literally tethered to the spot, with a microphone cord taped to the back of my leg and snaking underneath a nearby piece of furniture. If I take a step in any direction, it usually means I will screw up some cord or some light or some shot, and someone will have to do something over again, and then we all will have to wait a little while longer. So I'm, like, trapped.
Enter Fred. My savior. If I sneeze, he hands me a tissue. If I'm thirsty, he hands me my water then waits patiently to take it back. If I'm bored and cranky from waiting, he's there to chat. Fred is a saint. A saint who likes Tullamore Dew. He's a retired cop and I swear he must have been on the hostage crisis team or something because he can keep anyone cool under any pressure. It's also his job to hook up my microphone (which is what he's doing in this picture) - and by my best estimate he has wired me over 54 times now. Yowzers!
For the life of him, Fred can't understand why I'd ever choose to spend a day at an alpaca farm over the Times Square MTV studio.
I love Fred and I want him to come home with me.
2 comments:
It was a pleasure to meet you and look dorky with you in that ice cream eating photo. Seriously, you have to e-mail me that! I'm glad you survived your big craft adventure and that I could glom onto your fame for a few minutes. Thanks for writing such a lovely tribute to Fred. He's the real deal. :)
OMG- i can't believe it's over! you did it!
just seeing the set brought it home that this thing so many months in the works....over! done! success!
go you! here's to a relaxing weekend.
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