sausage, lebensraum and videotape
Oct. 9th, 2006 01:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
theladyroseIt's been an absurd sort of weekend, so I'm going to blame the random disjointedness of this entry on my environmental influence. I'm trying to cut down on complaining about trivial stuff because it's really not worth wasting anyone's time on such petty matters.
I managed to stay awake for most of yesterday's football game against Washington. My parents and I had a pretty good time; it was the first time either of them had attended a college football game. It's not really worth going just to watch a bunch of guys throw around a strangely-shaped ball and tackling each other; it's the whole mass spectacle. People go to see the man in the fake Roman armor galop around the stadium after each touchdown, hear the insistent brass fanfares of the marching band (who are we kidding; nobody goes to listen to the woodwinds) and eat all of the junk food they'd normally not touch. It's suddenly OK to scream at the top of your lungs and wave around dinky plastic pompoms as you project your frustrations onto the fumbles and false fouls unfolding on the field so far away. We're ironically unified by an elaborately structured war game. When you're in the middle of it you can't quite comprehend the eeriness of this mass of humanity concentrated on a single goal; it's then when you start to understand why political rallies are so effective.
I had late night as well as morning shooting for Birnkrant 616; this show manages to eat up more of my time than I had ever expected. If only we didn't have so much filming during midterms; I keep having to rearrange more of my schedule to accomodate everything but somehow I don't feel like I'm doing enough. I wish I could talk more about what we're doing, but I'm sworn to secrecy in protecting the details of the script. The show would be zapping all the energy out of me if it weren't for the zaniness of the crew; it's like being back in the senior lounge except that there's an even sex ratio. (I don't think anyone is capable of outeating![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
shakeitdown, though :P) We're finally shooting the scenes with the Nazis which has landed us a lot of strange and/or disapproving looks from passerby during outdoor filming. I'm getting a bit better about not laughing during the takes, but I usually have to look away or cover my mouth so I don't screw everyone else up. The off-camera antics are equally entertaining; yesterday the guys spent at least an hour mimicking Cockney rhyming slang. I hope that we can get a blooper reel later.
If you were to look at the Nazis, you'd were generic WWII era soldiers if it weren't for the exaggerated German accents. Strangely enough, none of the Nazis look Aryan; a fair number of the crew are Jewish. Even more strangely, I have problems recognizing the actors when they're *out* of costume; gas masks, helmets and goggles disguise more of the face than you'd expect.
I really need to stop snarking about my floormates so much. Though one of the assinine males mooned me while I was studying and none of the males seem able to distinguish any of the Asian girls on our floor apart (apparently it doesn't matter that my hair is shorter than any of the other girls on the floor), my other floormates have been having an intense discussion about religion for over an hour. It's not their first one, either.
Now only if a few of the guys would stop smoking pot in the elevators; you'd think that they'd be a little more discreet after being caught by the police a few weeks earlier. At any rate, it's a good incentive to use the stairs more often.
[Poll #840438]
I managed to stay awake for most of yesterday's football game against Washington. My parents and I had a pretty good time; it was the first time either of them had attended a college football game. It's not really worth going just to watch a bunch of guys throw around a strangely-shaped ball and tackling each other; it's the whole mass spectacle. People go to see the man in the fake Roman armor galop around the stadium after each touchdown, hear the insistent brass fanfares of the marching band (who are we kidding; nobody goes to listen to the woodwinds) and eat all of the junk food they'd normally not touch. It's suddenly OK to scream at the top of your lungs and wave around dinky plastic pompoms as you project your frustrations onto the fumbles and false fouls unfolding on the field so far away. We're ironically unified by an elaborately structured war game. When you're in the middle of it you can't quite comprehend the eeriness of this mass of humanity concentrated on a single goal; it's then when you start to understand why political rallies are so effective.
I had late night as well as morning shooting for Birnkrant 616; this show manages to eat up more of my time than I had ever expected. If only we didn't have so much filming during midterms; I keep having to rearrange more of my schedule to accomodate everything but somehow I don't feel like I'm doing enough. I wish I could talk more about what we're doing, but I'm sworn to secrecy in protecting the details of the script. The show would be zapping all the energy out of me if it weren't for the zaniness of the crew; it's like being back in the senior lounge except that there's an even sex ratio. (I don't think anyone is capable of outeating
shakeitdown, though :P) We're finally shooting the scenes with the Nazis which has landed us a lot of strange and/or disapproving looks from passerby during outdoor filming. I'm getting a bit better about not laughing during the takes, but I usually have to look away or cover my mouth so I don't screw everyone else up. The off-camera antics are equally entertaining; yesterday the guys spent at least an hour mimicking Cockney rhyming slang. I hope that we can get a blooper reel later.If you were to look at the Nazis, you'd were generic WWII era soldiers if it weren't for the exaggerated German accents. Strangely enough, none of the Nazis look Aryan; a fair number of the crew are Jewish. Even more strangely, I have problems recognizing the actors when they're *out* of costume; gas masks, helmets and goggles disguise more of the face than you'd expect.
I really need to stop snarking about my floormates so much. Though one of the assinine males mooned me while I was studying and none of the males seem able to distinguish any of the Asian girls on our floor apart (apparently it doesn't matter that my hair is shorter than any of the other girls on the floor), my other floormates have been having an intense discussion about religion for over an hour. It's not their first one, either.
Now only if a few of the guys would stop smoking pot in the elevators; you'd think that they'd be a little more discreet after being caught by the police a few weeks earlier. At any rate, it's a good incentive to use the stairs more often.
[Poll #840438]
![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
(no subject)
Date: 2006-10-09 01:14 pm (UTC)Once I got to college, we could just turn on the radio and make out in the dorm.
(no subject)
Date: 2006-10-10 12:22 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-10-09 02:21 pm (UTC)I MISS YOU!
(no subject)
Date: 2006-10-09 02:22 pm (UTC)I can't watch it sitting down.
I yell, I scream, I swear.
And if I have something in my hand, I'll probably throw it on the ground before getting up and making violent gesticulations while pacing around and muttering angrily.
(no subject)
Date: 2006-10-10 08:09 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-10-10 08:08 am (UTC)That would be lovely if you visited! I'll be in San Francisco proper for Thanksgiving and Christmas at the very least. We'll have to coordinate spring break schedules as I can't remember when I get off for the vacation, but summer would be even better.