Thursday, December 22, 2011

Happy Holidays.

As previously mentioned, I've been ridiculously busy lately and haven't had time to update this blog as much as I'd like to. I really wanted to end this year with a super awesome, thought provoking and life changing post, but I could never find the time to sit down and churn out a fluff piece, let alone one that required deep thinking.

And as the days went on and the holidays drew nearer, it seemed like my To Do list kept getting longer while time was running out, and I ended up even more stressed out that I've ever been. Sisyphus had nothing on me; the my rock was bigger, my hill steeper, and I had more of them.

Eventually, I kinda stopped for a sec and realized that it's almost Christmas. Call me a Hallmarkien if you must, but I love this time of year. All the twinkly lights, the shopping, the food... I enjoy it all. Only, this year, it was passing me by and I was miserable.

So to put me back in a non-Grinchy spirit and back on a cheery one, I'm taking this blog off my To Do list until after the New Year. As much as I love writing these posts, they take more time and effort to put together than you may realize and the rest of this year is rapidly slipping away from me.

And 2011, despite it being a world wind of one surprise after another, was very good to me, and I want to be able to enjoy what's left of it.

I hope this year was a good one for all of you as well.
I hope 2012 will be an even better one.
I hope you find that perfect answer to the "What do you do?" question you get as you make the holiday party rounds this year.
I hope you are all spending time with your family, whoever it may be.
But most of all, I hope you guys have a very Merry Christmas and a spectacular New Year!

I'll see you all back here in 2012.

Thursday, December 15, 2011


... I'm amazed at how much a co-worker will carry around on his tool belt: various kinds of tape (and colors!), multiple meters and testers, wrenches, screwdrivers, a knife, a multi-tool, a flashlight, a headlamp, several different kinds of markers, two sets of gloves, cotter pins, a laser pointer, a water bottle, cube taps, wire nuts, pieces of zip cord and connectors, C-47s, etc...

And yet they consistently ask to borrow a pen.

I'm even more amazed at how often that happens.

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Riding High In April, Shot Down In May...

"Wrap, wrap, wrap!"

The familiar end of the night call over the walkie reminded me of a quacking duck. My colleagues and I share a surprised look and we all check the time. Today's work was ending around 6pm, well before the standard 12 hours from call that we've all come to expect.


Then the P.A.s make their usual end of the night rounds and pass out call sheets for the next day, and with one glance at them, we suddenly realize the reason for our good fortune: we have a 5am call tomorrow.


But a 5am call tomorrow means that we'll wrap before sundown, and it's always a good thing when you get to enjoy even just a little bit of daylight off the clock.


Then we read further down the call sheet until we get to the location address. And damn, it's pretty far out there.


But on the bright side, a bumfuck early call time means no traffic in the morning!


But on the down side, that means we'll be hitting traffic on the way home. So much for enjoying the daylight...


My eyes wander even further down the page and see that the day after next pretty much as us on the same kind of schedule.

Ya- Aww.....

Saturday, December 3, 2011

You Can't Help But Feel A Little Smug When...

... December is traditionally a time when the town slows down for the "Holiday Hiatus" but you're still steadily getting calls to day-play on various shows. And you can't help but feel just a liiittle bit smugger when you know people who have been in this business longer than you have who are getting bupkis.*

* Of course, having said this, I probably jinxed myself for the next few months.
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