Continuing to Slip/Show 5 Premiere
I was late getting over to Brian's apartment. As I was getting there, Chris was also arriving as well. He said that he deliberately delayed showing up on time because he knew that I wouldn't be there on time. I smart-assedly told him that I also delayed because I knew that he would delay getting to Brian's expecting me to be late. Chris gave his usual unconvinced, "okay" and we went on with it.
Of course we didn't have much time from that point anyway. Brian had to leave by 10:30 to pick up Kendra from work. We only got a few shots done. They are the ones where Chris has a big laughing fit over his cleverly dealing with a telemarketer and so he goes into the bedroom and his heart explodes or something like that. That was about two shots worth of stuff.
We also did a shot that starts the whole telemarkete sequence where Chris is awakened by the ringing telephone. We also did a shot from inside the bedroom where Chris starts his head roll thing just in case we need that shot for editing purposes. Brian left after that and we pretty much knew that all production would come to a halt for the night from there on.
We waited outside Brian's apartment while he left to get her. We waited around so that when they came back we could watch the public access debut of Episode 5 and so we sat around in my truck talking. Meanwhile there were these two teenage girls that walked past us on their way to and from, presumably, the convenience store since it is the only thing within walking distance of Brian's apartment complex. Chris seemed to think that one of them was particularly trying to show off by the way she was shaking her booty. I commented that they might have been cute, but I couldn't tell since it was so dark.
As they passed by the second time, Chris blurted out, "You're right, Miguel. They are cute." He does that to me all the time, like the time when he had come up to Denton so we could edit Show 4. We had stopped off at Wal-Mart so that I could pick up a new VHS-C adapter because the one I bought back in '95 was about dead. While we were in line, there was this fairly young attractive girl in the line parallel to ours. She was with her father. Chris commented to me about how he liked her butt.
It just so happened we were leaving our respective lines at around the same time and we walked past them. As we did, Chris called out, "You're right, Miguel. She does have a nice butt." He stopped for a moment and I kept on walking. He ran to catch back up with me. He said the girl just smiled and her father didn't have anything to say about it.
So, as we're walking to my truck in the parking lot we pass by a couple. Chris yells out, "You're right, Miguel. His girlfriend is pretty cute." Again I just kept on walking. The boyfriend took exception to Chris' comments and he threw his arms up in the universal "Ya wanna fight, punk. Wus up?" signal. Chris just yelled to him, "Oh get over your macho self, " and the guy turned around and went into the store. Confusion is a good way to defuse a hostile enemy.
I pointed out to him that had I been Switzer I would have left his ass at Wal-Mart. Switzer left Chris at Taco Bell for less and all Chris was trying to do then was say stupid shit to the drive thru person at the speaker menu and not outright get Switzer into trouble.
So anyway, back to the present. The two girls smiled, I guess. I couldn't tell and walked back to their apartment building. I mentioned that we should have told them about the show and Chris jumped up out of the bed of the truck to go chase after them. I took my time following him just in case the girls yelled "rape!" When I got there they were listening to what he had to say about the show. I brought them a flyer and although they didn't have cable in their apartments they knew someone who did. They asked their friend if they could watch the show in her apartment. The friend agreed and so we left to continue wating for Brian.
Brian didn't show up until almost 20 minutes after 11pm. Our show was half over not that it really mattered to me because I especially have a hard time watching Summer Project '95. When we came in it was at least up to the part that I can sit through comfortably.
When it was over we walked over to the apartment building of the two girls. They were sitting on the stairs wating for us. They said they liked the show, but there were parts they didn't understand very well, particularly the ending. A lot of it was because they recognized the location so they didn't understand that it was supposed to be the afterlife.
The older woman said that the two girls wanted to be in the show. They didn't say this themselves, but they nodded in agreement. Now that I could see them better, they were indeed attractive, but a little young. Sixteen years old to be exact, not exactly the kind of girls I need to be messing with. Their youth also presents a problem with our ever being able to ever use them in the show because until they turn 18, their parents would have to sign a release form agreeing to let them be on television.
Since we wouldn't be able to use Brian's apartment for the rest of the night, we wandered around the River Oaks area hoping to brainstorm something we could shoot so that we could say that we had accomplished something for the night. We mostly talked about the possibility of starting up another show featuring local bands.
Last Saturday, Brian had talked to one of the guys from the band Slow Roosevelt and he seemed to be very interested in doing a song for the show. Chris said that music bits really didn't have any place in the format of Sniffles(sniff!) and that it would best be served doing an entire show dedicated to the local music scene.
Chris did come up with an idea that we shot that night. And that's where Brian and I are talking about how cool it is to be drunk. We shot it at a car wash in Brian's neighborhood and it probably won't be on for a while.