Oh, hey, birthday...it's been awhile.

The shoot wrapped yesterday. It went really well. Except this little hiccup when we were shooting in Manhattan, and this guy decided to walk IN FRONT OF our actors about TWO FEET away from the camera and generally acted like a dick. I really thought our actor was going to cut him.

I really enjoyed sound mixing, contrary to my expression in the photo.

After we wrapped the shot, we all went into The Slaughtered Lamb (actors, crew, everyone) and got a pitcher of beer and some bar food and just laughed. It was a good time. It was definitely a fun and easy shoot.

My favorite part of the shoot this past weekend were the drives into the city. Riding shotgun on a drive into Manhattan on a sunny day while you're listening to someone else's music and barely hanging on to everyone else's conversations was just my favorite. (I wish it were time for the SF road trip '09 now.)

One of the things I realized in my morning revelries on the shoot was that I feel really undeserving of a few of the people in my life. I can think of two specific persons that I am just totally unworthy of. Or more specifically, their unconditional, unadulterated adoration.

Colin called me at midnight last night, not realizing it was already my birthday.

I'm at work now. I should probably do some actual work.