Phoning it in

Today our call for the show was uncharacteristically early.  I got up well before dark, dressed and went out to the garage to discover our seriously ailing ancient cat was dead.  I found a box and put her in it.  

A somber beginning to the day, my partner is burying her near our grape arbor.

I was to work on time, set up for almost an hour and then noted I had not seen or heard our director on set.

Apparently he did not get the changed call time, and when an inquiry was made he was still commuting from home.  However, via telephone he described how the blocking should be, the second team rehearsed the scene for cameras and audio with an Assistant Director telling them what to do.

The director arrived and we are only slightly behind schedule.

So even in high-stakes Hollywood sometimes people "phone it in."

And last night's moon rise was spectacular.