Ally Sheedy. All day.

Breakfast call on Wednesday was noon.  At one point, Brett and Anne were like, "Where is everybody?"  Schatz looked up from his laptop and said, "When I went to sleep at 3:30, they were still up playing ping pong."  Now, here was a conflict.  Obviously Schatz needed to be punished for his snitching.  But by telling everyone that he was a snitch, would that make me a snitch?  I wasn't sure what to do.  I ended up letting everyone know.  Let's just say that when we got up the next day, Schatz was no longer a concern.

The first scene we shot was the one where John's relative Charlie helps Dolly with her bag.  Minutes before shooting, Brett told Heppe he was playing Charlie.  It was later observed that referring to Heppe as Charlie was humorous, because a large old man in town during our fun bar-hopping Sunday had ribbed Heppe about being a "Vietmanese" (which he is not).  Then some car stuff was shot.  Lots of down time between things.  We also shot a long bit in the back kitchen involving Dolly and Jim.  And I ain't talkin' about the scene where she makes him a sandwich.  You know what I'm saying.  It was intense.

There was some good stuff on this day.  Our dinner was pizza from Sam's Pizza and Restaurant on Talbot Street.  This was like the best pizza of all time.  We also watched a couple of oddly lame episodes of ALF.  That night, we had to force ourselves to stay up as late as possible to switch back to vampire schedule.  We did so with reheated pizza and liquor, which didn't quite help with the staying awake part.  But we did have a very long, in-depth convo about which babes we like, and what we might do to get next to them.

For the most part, things run okay on this set.  But I do have moments of frustration.  For example, there are many times when stuff is close to shooting and everyone's talking, and I will try to assemble order in the room, but nobody is listening.  Then, like five minutes later, I'll be saying something and someone will shush me or somehow indicate that I'm being disruptive.  Where were you five minutes ago, chump?  Something similar happened on this night.  I ended up calling Brett an asshole and he dismissed me from the room for the entire shooting of the scene, even though I had been trying to get the actors to run through the scene for several minutes.  I ended up playing Tetris in my bedroom for 90 minutes, after which Chris came to get me.  I didn't enjoy my time out.  I would rather have been helping make the movie.  But I did score over 5 million points.  You would have to play FOREVER to beat that.

-Diego