Just finished shooting Season 3, Episode 5 (“President Evil”) of Veronica Mars in beautiful San Diego.
A very fun shoot. It was a long day, and I was looking forward to the tasty overtime pay, but I think I effectively blew that when I got “flashed” trying to beat a yellow light on Sepulveda on my way back home. When I say, “on my way back home” I’m seriously meaning like 5 miles from my apartment after having been driving from San Diego since 2am.
Sucks! But I guess things coulda been worse. For instance, I could have not been shooting Veronica Mars, and could have, instead, been at home all day, drinking and eating bacon. And crying.