I haven't done a dump for awhile, mostly because the end of my summer was filled with the recurring sadness of saying goodbye to friends and dealing with the impending doom that was my future and is currently my present, which is no longer filled with doom. Yadidly?

With that excuse out of the way, here we go!

I signed up to do PA work on a shoot, which basically means getting people coffee and carrying things.

After 10 days, being up and around at 3 AM seems routine. It was still weird walking down bell, seeing people leaving the Bar's ending their days and mine beginning. I'll shut up now.

Shit to carry.

Pickup spot at 5:30 am. The day after taking this I saw a homeless guy pissing right where I was kneeling.

Breakfast. I made friends with the McDonalds manager and the asian food market guy.

Van status. By the way, this is in no way chronological, it's just events over the 10 days of shooting.

I got sent from the set in NJ back to the city to return some equipment.

Jersey busses are crazy.

Turns out there are two towns: Ridgewood, where we were shooting, and Wood Ridge, 14 miles south of where we were shooting.

Needless to say, I got very lost.

More van.

Visited Mike and his friends at some point.

NYU food is pretty dope, all you can eat too. Thanks for dinner Mike.

Sooo the rest of these are just going to be random pictures from the shoot... at times other people took my camera, so that would explain me being in the shot.

Greg, the best French key PA ever.

Omg me near da cameraz.

Greg said we looked like a band.

These are the best old dudes ever.

At some point in the week I stayed at Nadia's apartment... so here's a picture of from the F train, cause I was too tired to take my camera out once I got off it.

Dope monkey.

Mac heads.

This was fantastic.

Furthest right on the top door.

I almost got crushed by this thing.

This is Keith, he taught me a shitload about grip work and also likes golfcarts.

Movies have soooo much food involved.

Couple days it rained, but guess who brought ponchos? Hella.

By the end of the 10 days the crew was joking with eachother and we were all laughing and shit. It was so dope.

I didn't think I'd get the level of enjoyment I got from the plays after highschool but this has proven me totally wrong.

Thanks to Joey for letting me borrow his 10.5, which explain the mass of fisheye pictures.

Hella many more pictures here.

Hotchacha, I'm back!