Heroes and Another Piece of Trash

This was my 2nd time working Heroes in what seemed like over a year. I could not wait to see what Heroes star was going to be on set that day. There was no way I could have predicted the amazingness that followed. SYLAR (Zachary Quinto) was on set! He is pretty much the best thing about the show...especially as of late. I played an office worker in a scene where a woman who has the special power to tell if you're lying gets killed by Sylar. I didn't see any of that happening. In fact I was used for only 20 minutes tops even though I was there for 8 hours. I didn't care because the food was amazing. I mean...I'd gladly stay put anywhere if they feed me banana pudding with strawberries and chocolate chip cookies inside.

I love getting my hair and makeup done for a shoot. It makes me feel mighty special and significant, but this was not normal set where extras are separate from the guest stars and cast. Maybe it was because of the small call of only 10 background performers or something, but Zachary Quinto was getting his makeup and hair done right next to me. And that is when it happened. He leaned over to throw his empty bowl that once contained oatmeal away, and he missed and it ricocheted near my shoe. He said "sorry" and picked it back up to throw it away. I must be a trash magnet. First House and now Sylar. Do I care? Of course not! Whatever it takes for them to talk to me, even if it is "sorry."

Sylar also had his dog on set which was pretty cute. I guess a lot of cast members bring their pets with them which is pretty amazing. I need to find a job on a set like this for when I finally get my Great Dane...which at the rate I'm going might be in 30 years.

Without a Trace - I am an FBI Agent

September 15th and 16th was the beginning of what has been quite the little run so far as a regular FBI Agent on Without a Trace. Going to work on this show began to feel like a regular job for me eventually. Same people, same faces, same crosses. But again, there is nothing like your first time.

I met a friend on set named Aileen. She was a newbie like me, and I haven't seen her since, so I guess she didn't get a regular stint like I did. We hit it off straight away and probably breathed a little life into the dull routine of Without a Trace. People instantly took notice. At one point we started speaking French on set...only the curse words of course. "Tu es un sac de merde!" and so on. Moments later, the director Jonathan, who looks a little bit like Santa Claus except shorter and much crankier, says something in French...like "can we hurry up merci beaucoup". He was eavesdropping. It was hilarious. This man seemed to hate life and everyone on set, and yet he was entertained by us enough to join in on our French fun. Later in the day one of the extras asked the 2nd 2nd if she should point to the photo in the scene as if to talk about it. He answered yes. I was far back closer to Jonathan and heard him say, "We should fire her. Does she seriously think she wants to be an actress? Who asks that question? Idiot!" (it was something to that effect...I may have paraphrased.) Needless to say he was an insulting jerk and I found him to be hilarious because he was blunt and honest and highly entertaining.

The next day I returned, but there was no Aileen...she was replaced with another token Asian girl, Cindy. Cindy and I became friends because again...we were the only non-regulars and therefore we bonded. We ended up working together almost everyday for the next few weeks. Very random, but it's always nice to have a buddy to do the crossword puzzle with.

House and the Evacuation

Oh to work House again, but for shame, there was no Dr. House again, but I'll settle for Cuddy. It was a pretty uneventful day that required all of us running out of the hospital because there was a guy with a gun (Zeljko Ivanek) holding people hostage. Cuddy was screaming to get everyone out. We did about 10 takes of this from a few angles and about 3 seconds of one shot was used, and I wasn't in it. C'est la vie. I did learn some pretty interesting stuff though in holding. While walking by a group of guys in scrubs I heard that "Guys date girls who are half their age plus seven". It was genius! That means I need to be dating a guy who is 28! Which is the exact age of a certain celebrity I have taken a fancy to. That also means ladies, that if we don't get married till we are 35...we will be dating guys who are 56. Hmmmm...seems a bit old. I'm starting to think that little theory has holes in it. I have my own little theory. Don't date guys who are old enough to be your dad. Enough said.