Working on my farmers tan.

Well the job is in full swing and I spend most of my days picking sawdust or dirt out of my teeth and working on my farmers tan. It is anywhere between 75 and 90 degrees on set right now and it will only get hotter. My office is in a storage container and I use at least one can of air a day dusting off my computer. That is when I am actually IN my office which I share with my other Art Director. I spend a lot of time walking the set and checking up on how my crew is doing or building mock-ups for the show that my crew will later re-build and multiply. Thus the farmers tan. I guess it beats sitting behind a desk all day, but there will come a time when smelling like dirt day in and day out just won't be appealing anymore. Having Jess with me at work now makes all the unpleasant and stressful things so much better though. We carpool in the economical car and save tons in gas not to mention that I drive up the 40 minutes to work and he drives back. It has been quite nice.
Now, to be fair, I must post a little about the bathroom situation.
As you may recall, there was a little hostility on my part about the facilities on the Pilot. It seems that having your husband work as a Line Producer has some perks. He knows who to talk to about getting things done or he just does them himself. On the second day up in the Mud Bowl (which I really must rename the "Dust Bowl") I got a key to the "Women's" restroom and although it may not look like much to those of you who enjoy the finer things like indoor plumbing, it is like a 5 Star bathroom in my eyes.

There are 4 to 5 girls up there at a time and we enjoy a clean and smelly free bathroom every day. Of course, for those times when you just don't feel like running back to your office to grab the key, there is always the old stand-by Luxury Loo out in the middle of the field again.

My old friend. How I have not missed you.

Hmmmmm

What the hell happened to April?

Dog Day Sundays.

Does it really need a comment other than AWWWWWWWW??!! (I will mention that we were on the 405 North doing about 65 mph. OK, you can say it even louder now... AWWWWWWWW.)

Thank goodness for high speed shutters.

We spent Saturday in Long Beach at the Toyota Grand Prix soaking up the sun and playing with my Nikon. I had never tried the high speed setting and was happy to say that it worked. Without it, most of my shots would have simply been images of the track... no cars. The whining sound of the cars flying by is deafening at times, but still amazing to listen to. It certainly does not rival my love of the sound a Huey makes, but its pretty high up there. With Tecate beers in hand, we strolled the areas around the course, enjoyed the interesting fashion statements that accompany the races and made silly phone calls just so we could share the noise with other people. All in all, it was a just a nice day with my husband.
As for this guy here, I think maybe he should have brought his wife to the track. She might have been able to dissuade him from bringing home such an interesting souvenir.

Here We Go Again

Back in the mud pit with a job I swore I would not go back to. Seems when your husband takes the job before you, you are automatically on the crew.

Here are 5 reasons I can't complain too much:
#1 The mud pit has since dried up and I am only wearing 2 layers of clothing now
#2 I have a great new crew and got a raise
#3 We are essentially putting back what I already know how to build and hence will not make the same mistakes
#4 My office is made of metal and has a door this time (I dare you to try and knock me over now Mr. Wind!)
#5 Soon I will get to see my husband on set every day. While some people might view this as "too much," trust me when I tell you that being able to walk 50 ft to get a hug from the one you love when you are having a bad day is priceless.

Here are 5 reasons I CAN complain:
#1 The drive
#2 The wind
#3 Knowing that we are going to have to scramble sooner than later even though we have a ton of prep time
#4 Dirt, dirt and a little more dirt
#5 Men are still pigs. 20 guys, 2 girls, 2 much nicer bathrooms, just as much filth as in the crappy Luxery Loos from the past. **SIGH**

Pics to come soon.

Some Crappy Jobs Have Great Perks

Wrapping out the "Sticky" mansion this week and have to admit that having this as my view all day was not a bad thing.

Hmmmm

Where the hell did March go?