I admit it – I’ve been grumpy lately. And short-tempered and impatient to boot. I’ve moved house and my new digs are being re-constructed around me which means lots of dust and inconvenience and all of my clothes, guitars and CD’s in storage. Enough to make anyone cranky right?
Then you get an afternoon like today. We were down in Long Beach driving back and forth across the Vincent Thomas Bridge towing Jessica and three other girls in a bright red vintage Bronco. The sun was out, the crew were cracking jokes, Jessica was doing her thing just like I asked her to and then as she yelled out “I think I’m In Love” for the 20th time a B17 (four engined WW2 bomber) appeared in the blueness over San Pedro and we got it in the shot!
OK, so maybe the B17 won’t make the cut, but it was a blast and a reminder why I do this. You get free food, you get to hang out in the sun with loads of sexy camera gear and the cops lock down four lanes of traffic just so you can turn one of your ideas into reality. I think I will sleep well tonight.
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