Havoc Update

A few weeks back, Southern California was on fire again which reminded me of 2003 when the fire came up to my back fence. This time around, I was choked by smoke, but the fires weren’t putting my house in danger. I had a scare on one of the days, but that was only enough to make me gather a few things and start an official pile that if conditions worsened, would be loaded into my cars before I drove them down the hill to safety. But conditions didn’t escalate far enough to necessitate doing any more than that this year.

However, it did make me think back to 2003 and how I worked on a movie during the nights I was evacuated and I wondered if I actually got some screen time. I was on Havoc a total of three times. I only wrote up the time I got a flat tire on the way to the set and the fire.

That third time somehow slipped from my radar. It happened roundabout today in 2003. It was my first gig as a body double. In the finished product, that’s not Shiri Appleby sitting on the Impala in that parking lot next to the Santa Monica pier, that’s me.

As for the other nights, I couldn’t find myself in any of the footage from the night I learned how to buy drugs. I recalled part of that shoot involved the cop cars skidding around the corner, but I’m just barely out of frame on the sidewalk. Oh well.

I was, however, visible while I ‘ho’ed it up. Yep! The night I was evacuated because my house was threatened by fire, I was playing a hooker on a movie set! And having a damn good time of it, too, I might add. I mean, why not? I’m not the kind of person who freaks out and shies away from a good challenge like starting over completely. Yeah, it’d really suck and yeah, I’d hate it, but no lamentation or hatred could make that problem go away, only a whole lot of bucking up and acceptance of the uncontrollability of the circumstances which in turn would give me enough control of my situation as a whole in order to get the necessary work done to get on with my life. I’ve already survived a few large life alterations. I know I can do it again if I need to.

So, I ‘ho’ed it up without regret! This was mid-‘ho’ while crossing the street…

And this was shortly after ‘ho’-ing on the sidewalk…

What a night!!!!!!

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