Why was there a salt-spreader and snowplow on West 104th Street this morning? Was there a storm that I missed? (I haven't seen a flurry yet.)
I was a little surprised to see a line of school buses this morning that said Billy Earl's Transport on the side. That seemed a little out of place in Manhattan. Mobile, Alabama sure, but Manhattan?
I smoke. I drink. I don't get enough sleep. I'm not gluten free, low-carb, high-fiber, or any of those other things. Why do I feel great and the rest of the crew on this show seem to be dropping like flies with various versions of the flu. (Only one Producer got SARS -- or Ebola -- I forget which.)
We have 15 more days of shooting to go. At least one of those days, I expect to show up in the morning and find the caterer parked where we wanted him.
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The alcohol and nicotine are cooking all the bad stuff away before it can effect you. I never get sick either, I think for the same reason. Why quit now?
I did stop smoking years ago, but I do drink and to make up for the non-smoking I eat lots of rich food.
And about the caterer.
When the caterer parks where they are told to, it is a sign that the rapture will occur within the week.
Maybe you have Three Stooges Syndrome.
Update: So far this week, no bunnies.
There was a BUNNY today! Did ya see?! Did ya see?!
I certainly received a picture on my phone that some lunatic claims had a bunny in it.
Looked like a pile of twigs to me.
Twigs?! The bunny is totally there!
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