the day i got my official initiation into detroit culture.
today was...interesting.
well...i'll start at the beginning. i got about 4 hours of sleep, woke up at 1030...couldn't get back to sleep. so, i sat in bed and read a little, talked online, then got up. went over to jen and claude's to feed andy's turtle, then went to GP to clean mr t's boat. got ready there, then got starbucks for the first time in a couple months--it was delightful:)
i decided to go on set, just to hang out--not be an extra. this way, i could go basically wherever i wanted, since i'm in good with francena, marlon, and dan, and not have to worry that i'm supposed to be somewhere else, or that i have to stay in the designated 'extra' areas. so, i was basically crew...just seeing what was going on. and what a good decision that was:)
hung out with francena, sam, marlon, and todd for awhile. francena and i ate lunch, then when i was done i went outside again, only to find anthony sitting right there. so i walk over, start talking, and basically just chill. preston walks over--conversation went like this:
p: 'what's your name again?'
k: 'katie'
p: 'how old are you anyway?'
k: '18'
p: 'do your parents know you're here?'
k: 'uh..i live on my own.'
p: 'so that's a no.'
so then later, preston introduced me to his 'good friend' alan payne [sp?]. does anyone know who that is? because apparently he's somebody, but i don't really know who. anyway, another conversation with preston:
p: 'i'd like to introduce you to my good friend, alan payne. i'm sorry, what's your name again?'
k: 'this will be like the third time i've told you.'
p: 'i meet a lot of people in my life!'
k: 'my name is katie, i'm 18, yes my parents know i'm here, no they don't care, and yes i live on my own.'
p: 'alan, this is katie. she talks too much.'
k: 'i'll shut up if you tell me to.'
p: 'shut up.....or i'll kick you off set.'
k: 'you couldn't. i'd cling to you like a limpet.'
at which point, i was pretty sure i'd crossed the line, and preston was cracking up. so, favorable impression? i think so :P everyone treats him with so much respect, and i just mess around with him. i think he likes it sometimes, and other times he can't believe the nerve that i have! ha. well, i figured after being that pert with him, i'd better say thank you for letting me stay on set. so he's walking by after we wrapped, he kind of brushed my back, and i was like 'hey, preston! thanks for letting me stay on set today.' he was like 'no problem. in fact, come back tomorrow.'
at which point i think i just stopped, and todd had to push me to keep walking. previously, i had asked marlon and dan if i could come on set, but preston actually told me to come tomorrow. i'm still in awe.
and anthony asked me if i wanted to hang out tonight, but then he realized it was kinda late and he was not in a good mood, so we're hanging out tomorrow :)
yea, so, good day, right?
then i saw someone get shot. no joke. that was my initiation into actual detroit culture.
i had to turn around because i missed the east 94 ramp, and i turned down a sidestreet...i heard gunshots, but i had to stop, cuz cars were coming, and then i heard another gunshot and a guy went running. at which point, i drove away as fast as i could, praying to God that i wasn't going to die tonight. it was freaky as shit. and i couldn't even call the police, because my cell phone was dead.
scrabble games really drain your battery.
note to all of those reading this:
don't play too many scrabble games on your phone, in case in drains the battery so you can't call the police when you see someone get shot.
just for future reference.
what an f*ing surreal day.
**~~~~~**
to add onto the surreal aspect, i met allen payne today. didn't think anything of it, i knew i'd heard his name before, but i didn't really know who he was. yea...he was in the perfect storm.
i'm like cracking up right now because i can't believe everything that's happened to me in the past month. nothing has actually sunk in.
well...i'll start at the beginning. i got about 4 hours of sleep, woke up at 1030...couldn't get back to sleep. so, i sat in bed and read a little, talked online, then got up. went over to jen and claude's to feed andy's turtle, then went to GP to clean mr t's boat. got ready there, then got starbucks for the first time in a couple months--it was delightful:)
i decided to go on set, just to hang out--not be an extra. this way, i could go basically wherever i wanted, since i'm in good with francena, marlon, and dan, and not have to worry that i'm supposed to be somewhere else, or that i have to stay in the designated 'extra' areas. so, i was basically crew...just seeing what was going on. and what a good decision that was:)
hung out with francena, sam, marlon, and todd for awhile. francena and i ate lunch, then when i was done i went outside again, only to find anthony sitting right there. so i walk over, start talking, and basically just chill. preston walks over--conversation went like this:
p: 'what's your name again?'
k: 'katie'
p: 'how old are you anyway?'
k: '18'
p: 'do your parents know you're here?'
k: 'uh..i live on my own.'
p: 'so that's a no.'
so then later, preston introduced me to his 'good friend' alan payne [sp?]. does anyone know who that is? because apparently he's somebody, but i don't really know who. anyway, another conversation with preston:
p: 'i'd like to introduce you to my good friend, alan payne. i'm sorry, what's your name again?'
k: 'this will be like the third time i've told you.'
p: 'i meet a lot of people in my life!'
k: 'my name is katie, i'm 18, yes my parents know i'm here, no they don't care, and yes i live on my own.'
p: 'alan, this is katie. she talks too much.'
k: 'i'll shut up if you tell me to.'
p: 'shut up.....or i'll kick you off set.'
k: 'you couldn't. i'd cling to you like a limpet.'
at which point, i was pretty sure i'd crossed the line, and preston was cracking up. so, favorable impression? i think so :P everyone treats him with so much respect, and i just mess around with him. i think he likes it sometimes, and other times he can't believe the nerve that i have! ha. well, i figured after being that pert with him, i'd better say thank you for letting me stay on set. so he's walking by after we wrapped, he kind of brushed my back, and i was like 'hey, preston! thanks for letting me stay on set today.' he was like 'no problem. in fact, come back tomorrow.'
at which point i think i just stopped, and todd had to push me to keep walking. previously, i had asked marlon and dan if i could come on set, but preston actually told me to come tomorrow. i'm still in awe.
and anthony asked me if i wanted to hang out tonight, but then he realized it was kinda late and he was not in a good mood, so we're hanging out tomorrow :)
yea, so, good day, right?
then i saw someone get shot. no joke. that was my initiation into actual detroit culture.
i had to turn around because i missed the east 94 ramp, and i turned down a sidestreet...i heard gunshots, but i had to stop, cuz cars were coming, and then i heard another gunshot and a guy went running. at which point, i drove away as fast as i could, praying to God that i wasn't going to die tonight. it was freaky as shit. and i couldn't even call the police, because my cell phone was dead.
scrabble games really drain your battery.
note to all of those reading this:
don't play too many scrabble games on your phone, in case in drains the battery so you can't call the police when you see someone get shot.
just for future reference.
what an f*ing surreal day.
**~~~~~**
to add onto the surreal aspect, i met allen payne today. didn't think anything of it, i knew i'd heard his name before, but i didn't really know who he was. yea...he was in the perfect storm.
i'm like cracking up right now because i can't believe everything that's happened to me in the past month. nothing has actually sunk in.