Yeah, I had to take the bus to Hollywood Blvd today to turn in my application for a permit to film this weekend, and man alive. The bus is the locus for those that swim in the cesspool of humanity, myself and the cute guy in front of me with headphones on excluded, of course. People need to just stay home, and be all creepy and smelly by themselves, and not right next to me. I like personal bubbles. I think they represent a lot of what is good and true about our country. I know they please me, at least.
Had a script conference today, will have to tweak a few things that will end up making my shoot a lot easier, so that's a good thing, even though I had planned a really cool montage with a really elaborate soundtrack, but alas, it just doesn't fit the story. I'm meeting with my actors on Friday, along with my two (2) production assistants. Whee! I have assistants! Assisting me in the production of my film! I feel so empowered now.