Wuthering Hyders

On the Road


I'm writing from a hotel in Burlington. I'm going to be working on the set of a film called "Splatter". All I know at this point is that it's about love, honor, and paintball. I am reserving judgement until I've spent at least ONE day on set. I had to leave the kids at home and I'm missing them already. I've never spent more than two nights away from them. Not to mention Sunday is Mothers' Day. I just hope they're still awake by the time I get home that day. We need this money and it's a good experience for me. At least, that's what I keep telling myself.

Today is also my brother Will's birthday. He's fortunate enough to be on a Bahamas cruise. I can't help but be jealous since his honeymoon to Jamaica was less than nine months ago. Especially since I've yet to have one. No. I'm not bitter. Why do you ask?

I hope he and Betsy are having fun. I wish I could go somewhere new and exciting that required a passport and isn't Mexico. Don't want to die of the pig flu or anything.

I'm sitting here watching "Son In-law" with Pauly Shore. I haven't seen it in years. It's still funny, but now I can see why my parents thought is was annoying. Pauly is such a dork. His version of "Thank God I'm a Country Boy" is priceless.

I'm going to try to get some sleep before I have to get up at some evil hour of the morning. I hear there's a masseuse in the tent next to our crafts tent so maybe it won't be ALL bad...