Super

I started working last week on a new project called Super.The show stars these actors whose identities will be protected as per the Confidentiality Agreement that I signed:


Today was the first day of Principal Photography and oh my God I almost froze my yams off out there and I'm not joking. When I got back in my car, my legs/feet were numb. Never again. I thought I'd be nice and helpful and go out there to set and kind of spy on the situation for the first day, all along appearing eager, bright-eyed and bushy tailed. Also to answer any questions and whatnot. Never again. I'm signing people in and leaving.

So anyway, when I said that I went back to the car and thawed... this is the car that I went back to:


This is Polly and she is my new Prius. (Gladpys was struck back in October by a raging maniacal teenager and totaled, God rest her soul. She was a good car and she would still be kicking it amongst the SB if it weren't for that hair-lipped idiot. Sigh. Not that I don't LOVE Polly. It's just that I don't LOVE that car payment every month. But, she is environmentally friendly and I have also convinced myself that I am now way better than most people, thus tying into the Smug stereotype of fellow Prius-owners.) Hopefully she does me right.

Now, back to casting strippers and chickenhawks...