Cold Day

It was the last day of filming today and it was fucking cold. I didn’t think I could get much colder, then I did. About 85% of my time was spent outdoors in 50 MPH winds and it was about 50 degrees outside to begin with. The crew was really sweet to me when I wasn’t on camera to keep me warm. After filming a scene I’d eye the closest biggest guy and go jump in his coat. The only bad thing about that is that I was reminded of that scene in “Beastmaster” when those nasty monsters ate people after hugging them. That part of the movie used to scare the shit outa me. I still love that movie. The love scenes for my episode were in a private jet and limo-hummer, as it should be in Vegas. Hell, I need a . . . Read the rest of this blog entry here!