It's a story that I can't really tell until next week, but I could have been arrested this morning. (I suppose that's possible on any morning, but today I had reason to suspect that it might actually happen.)
I'll tell you all about it next week, but suffice it to say, I'm actually a little disappointed that my incarceration did not transpire. It really would have made a better story.
Instead, I'm sitting on a lovely bench out by a swimming pool while our crew is happily ensconced in a big rambling house...just filming and filming away...and not calling me on the radio every ten minutes. And we seem to be having a little resurgence of clement weather (67º today), so I'm really quite happy and comfortable.
Oh, and I also didn't get a speeding ticket this morning because just as I was passing the hidden cop by the side of the road, some lunatic in a mini-van went flying by me doing about 90mph. He made a much more attractive target.