Who are these strangers?

Who are these strangers?

When I walked into my apartment's elevator at 5:20 this morning there was a thong hanging on the railing inside. It made me wonder what happens after I go to bed and before I normally wake up in this place. It also made me wonder how long I'd been missing it. Who are these people that live in my building? To rephrase and in addition: what kind of person puts a thong on an elevator railing? It's like a mark of ownership. "I claim this land for Sex!"

The shoot was awesome today. Awesome except that I woke up at ten 'til five and I only just got home. And I have to wake up tomorrow at five thirty. Tomorrow's the hard day. But yeah, it was a great crew to work with and, more importantly, there were actually guys my age. It was really fun jiving with the other PA's. I think, just for his name, Manu was my favorite. The other guys were a little more relaxed and had better senses of humor, but Manu was kind of quiet and a very hard worker. For whatever reason I took to him as if he was a puppy (and he in fact had similar qualities). I had to refrain myself from the following jokes about his name, however:

Manu-Manu (I know you're out there you "Mork & Mindy" fans.)

The Indian Manhunter (He and The Martian Manhunter are distant cousins.)

Maneater (I actually used this one...several times.)

Fu Manu (Accent on the "nu".)

And so on.

Believe it or not, the commercial is starring Blair Underwood, the very same star I was supposed to be getting a call about working with on "LAX". He's the shit, a real nice guy. Plus he had some badass shoes. Granted, he wardrobe actually created his costume, but he looked like a mother fucker in it. I wonder what size feet he has. Perhaps his shoes will go "missing" and onto "my feet" after tomorrow's shoot...
I got to touch him. I. Touched. Blair Underwood. It was everything I hoped it would be and more. I'll remember that handshake for as long as I live. Blah blah blah.

Also, I worked with a guy the other day who called cigarettes "stogies". It got kind of old after he bummed half of my "stogies", but I originally thought it was kind of cool. I pass it on to you for your enjoyment.

Okay, kids. I've got to get some sleep or I will die. Half a relaxing Sunday for me.

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