So I'm grinding through traffic on the 105 when the pasty full moon rises in the east...holy crap, I think...a zombie moon! Nothing would suck more than being stuck in LA during the Zombie Apocalypse...maybe it's being Exec Producer of TBD/Survival,or that History Channel "After Armageddon" special I was on, but being in LA really does creep me out. I keep running scenarios loosely titled "Escape From LA II," wishing for the comforting presence of my FAL and a bunch of loaded magazines. Or at least a machete or two.
I had to buy some cowboy stuff in Tulsa for filming, since I wasn't scheduled to be on camera tomorrow and I packed lite. The cowboy clothes Turned out to be harder than I thought. Lots of boring rodeo wear, but NO really trashy cowboy shirts...what up with you guys in OK??? I picked up a Stetson hat I didn't need, but it was a nice silver grey color.