…But I failed. It’s no surprise, though. I mean, just because I worked in a scene doesn’t mean I actually made it into the finished product.
What am I talking about? I scoured the episode of Las Vegas that I was in and while I recognized a few people, I didn’t see myself in frame. Oh well. I tried.
And when I came here to write this entry, I realized I hadn’t written up the gig in the first place. It wasn’t very memorable, but here’s what I can remember. Oh well. Can’t win ‘em all, I suppose. I did scour a few more DVDs for frames of myself or my cars and got considerably luckier. I can’t believe how important it is to have a decent memory of the shoot. In one of the gigs I looked up, I thought I saw myself a couple times, but couldn’t be totally sure because I couldn’t remember where I was during the filming enough to theorize whether the little blob in the background really was me or not. One of them, there were only three adults there and I recall what dress I was wearing, so yeah, the tiny blob in the distance is definitely me!
Sometimes fantasies
do come true.
Behind the scenes,
beneath the covers...
Dodging explosions, crashing cars, jumping off rooftops…and falling in love.
Is she a victim of a madman's agenda, or a willing player in his demonic games?
Welcome to Talisman Bay, where all hell breaks loose on a daily basis, especially when you fall in love.