A major movie study has been occupying the first floor of our corporate building for about a year now.
Intially, they were like moles.. only coming out in the cover of night. Never interacting with anyone else in the building .. never using our cafeteria.. that kind of stuff.
A few months ago, though, that all changed and we began to see more and more people wearing jeans and sneakers instead of business suits. They were like the “artsy” crowd in high school .. they started hanging out in the courtyard.. using the bathrooms.. eating in the cafeteria..
Come to find out that there were 3 movies in production :: I know what they are but I’m not allowed to tell :: which provided the opportunity to meet and/or eat in the same room with recognizable movie stars and A list directors :: sorry, but I’m not allowed to tell :: But the best part is all the “characters” walking around the building now. There were ethnic girls in traditional wear jingling as they walked down the long corrider … there were a group of double jointed guys doing all kinds of flips and jumps and spins in the courtyard.. there were two, tiny bald asian girls eating pizza one day.
I don’t usually get “star struck”. On the ocassion when I did meet someone of note, I generally give a disinterested “Hey“. I don’t know why I don’t get as impressed as some of them think that I should :; and they do :: I just don’t. Some appreciate not being made a fuss over.. especially if they’re trying to fly under the radar. And there are some who will pull a temper tantrum regardless of HOW your react.
The closest I ever got to being REALLY giddy is when I met Shooter Jennings, son of Waylon Jennings.
He had come out with a song “4th of July” that just hooked me from the get go.
He was the opening.. opening act for Toby Keith and I happened to score 3rd row center seat tickets.
After his set, he did a meet and greet in the venue’s lobby and since he wasn’t that known yet, there wasn’t a huge line. So me and my girl T-Vet were next to get our photos signed and the woman in front of us wanted him to record an outgoing message on his cell phone. While he was doing that, T-Vet and I were commenting on his skull jewlery :: T-Vet has a thing for skulls :: and without realizing it, the woman ahead had moved forward and he turned to us and got into the conversation about his jewlry.
I didn’t get cotton mouth or the bah-bah-bah’s but I was definately getting goose bumps. We asked him if he would take a picture with us and he was like “sure”.. so I rapid fired a few of him and T-Vet :: which were litterally crotch shot pic. She didn’t care :; and then she took one of us.
He was a lot um.. “tinier” then I thought he was going to be. Almost.. ALMOST dare I say petite?
He stood next to me.. and when he put his hand on the small of my back I swear I felt it right up my spine.
T-Vet’s trying to figure out how the camera works and I was getting these little shivers and was a little antsy because other people were still waiting in line.
So without thinking :: really, when do I anyway! :: I yell out to her
T! TAKE THE DAMN PICTURE BEFORE I CREAM MY DAMN PANTS
The look on her face was priceless.. HE busted out laughing and then pulled me as close as those skinny little arms could and licked the side of my face.
We were hysterical and he laughingly told me I made his night. I just stood there with this goofy silly grin and kind of raised my arms like “… um… yea.. i so don’t know what just happened.”
It was a good night.
If I can find that picture, I definately will. This was during the time when I was still married to the Mindless Minion so it’s probably packed in one of the boxes that my mom has stored at her house.
But that was a really good memory. I’m glad I thought of it!!