I’m filming in mission control; the hub from the Mercury and Gemini space programs during the early 60’s and my phone has more technology than this entire room. Any Astronaut from Nasa’s early days was nuts to strap themselves to rockets knowing they could die any second. It’s a risky rush I guess. I’m laughing because I can hear The Host asking our Kennedy Space Center chaperone about space docking. I know he’s not asking about true space and if our guide knew what he was really asking she would be aghast. All I can say is as a crew we're always trying to one up the other person and being at Nasa talking about space docking with real scientist who have no idea they are in the middle of an inside joke puts The Host on top of our leader board. My main concern is the fact The Host's eye is a little swollen because I accidentally hit him last night with a spinning hammer fist when we were playing the Boxer bar game. After hours “Don’t think drink!” is the motto our production lives by and it creates havoc and chaos sometimes. This episode we’ve been hanging out at Time Out, a dive sports bar in Cocoa Beach, Fl, where the bartenders have been pouring drinks by holding the bottle upside down and saying “Tell me when to Stop.” We are staying in the Hiton on the beach and our bar is great but drinks are over the moon expensive. Time Out is right accross the street and the ownership, locals, and bar flies have adopted us nicely. The food is typical...chicken tender, cheese sticks and wings, but nobody is here for the food and it serves as substance to keep drinking. It's a sleepy time of year in Cocoa Beach, but I can imagine during summer this strand of beach goes crazy. As far as work, we sent a Producer to Haiti this week for an integration scene and she is dancing around drunk telling everyone “yesterday I was drinking purified water from a river that had dead bodies, pigs, and people bathing in it and tomorrow I’m going to Disney World.” We go through extremes in my business and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’ve been having some old school ping pong battles with Head Tech, but other than him nobody has game. We’re joking because Turbo has a $100 paddle and he’s horrible. Head Tech tells him “Braggers are losers.” I beat him 21-7 with a 3 dollar paddle much like the time I saw Rock Foster beat McAbee with a trowel after giving him a 15 point lead during the hay days of San Luis Obispo. Production is in a great mood this week because we had “Take my Job”. Our entire production drew names last episode and then we dressed up and switched jobs for a few hours the other day. It was great and everyone got a sense of how other departments work on a large scale show. I drew Transpo Captain so I lived the teamster life. Basically I relaxed and didn’t have a 40lb camera on my shoulder. Tonight is our wrap party at Fish Lips. In addition Time Out has told us they are staying open until 5AM and bringing back Karaoke so it’s going to get messy. I wish The Lady was here because I miss spinning her on the dance floor but unfortunately I’m still solo for a few days. If I knock the host out again I’ll be fired so my spinning hammer fist is under wraps, but I’m warming up my vocal cords and feel a Bones Thugs and Harmony song is on tap.
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