You know...I coulda bitched about the general quality of my life all week...especially in regards to my filthy, dirty, rotten job...but thankfully I held back. One thing I did wanna talk about was something that happened roughly one week ago...Sunday night, to be exact.

Okay, one of my few friends called me up late to ask if I'd help one of his old friends make a fake movie trailer for a film class. Hell yeah, I'd be up fo' dat! So, I got in the Zackmobile and carted mine and my friend's ass to Wilkes-Barre PA for a late night film shoot. Yeah, I had work the next day, but this was a special occasion. I will not use real names, but this guy was making a trailer or commercial for a fake HBO show or something. It had to do with gangs and drugs and such. I played a shady drug-dealin' type. My friend was the buyer. Used salt for fake drugs...got a sack thrown over my head...ran around outside in the freezing cold until late...all in all...not a bad night.

Monday, got the call again...seems he needed to redo some stuff and get new angles, so me and my friend once again scooted up to Wilkes-Barre. Turned out better, I thought...we actually started earlier, but I was even more tired on Monday night. Almost hate to mention it, but I was starting to nod off while driving home! Not cool. Well, anything else, I woulda passed...but filming and acting...had to tough it out. Now I just gotta wait and see the results (someday). I hope my friend's friend gets a good report...oh, actually I think he said he was still working on filming for the next few weeks...maybe I'll end up an extra?!