Saturday, May 19, 2012
You've Got to Come Back With Me
Sidewalk Scramble film and had the crazy notion of driving all the way to the Gulf Coast to get a shot on the beach at sunrise. It's also the date when crazy Harold Camping told everyone the rapture was going to happen. Since we only had one shot at this shot (and only 48 hours total to complete the whole film), we were relieved when Camping proved to be a wackjob. God never showed so we were able to finish the film on time. And after we drove all the way back to Birmingham, bleary-eyed and exhausted from staying awake all night, we arrived smack dab in the middle of Doo Dah Day. There were dogs everywhere, dressed in all manner of doggie costumes, which took forever to navigate around in order to get back to our cars to finally go home and get some sleep. It was like we had escaped the real rapture and found ourselves in the middle of some bizarre doggie version where all dogs go to heaven and get to wear funny hats on the way. So this year, I think I will forgo the beach trip and look into finding a dog that might need a place to stay until the real rapture occurs. Who knows, maybe if I get one, I can take them to the beach next year.