Then I found this entry on another blog “Is Hell Getting Chilly?”. Its the story of a guy’s wife starting to play WOW. I’d probably title mine the same thing if it happen to me. And The Mrs would probably react about the same.:)
Spending some time on Digg and ran into this article – by a fellow Houstonian no less – about commute times. Didn’t get through the first paragraph before I was breaking out the calculator.
I spend about 30 minutes each way on my commute. So an hour a day. I get two weeks vacation. So I spend 250 hours commuting. I get 80 hours of vacation. That is just depressing.
Remember how I said the Woodlands Apple Store was full of teens on Myspace? Well seems Apple is now blocking Myspace in some stores.
Seth Godin is right again. This prohibition on retail photography is stupid. Spies won’t be stopped, only fans.
Of course everyone wants to know how the trip was. It was a roller coaster. Here’s a day by day break down.
Thursday night. Got in to Vegas at 7:30, that’s 9:30 Houston time. Went out and partied till 4 AM. Had a really good time.
Slept until 1 on Friday. I had a shoot at 6. Went a played a little poker and one some. Then it took longer than expected to get the car back from the Valet – like 30 minutes – so I was already running late. And the model was at the location early – an hour early. So we get on the highway and are driving, and get caught in traffic. I mention to my co-pilot that we’re heading South and he says the sun is on the wrong side of the car for south. We’ve been driving the wrong way for 30 minutes. Call the model back and she says I won’t make it back before the sun goes away. So I flaked on the model.
We go have dinner and then decided go to the nightclub Tryst in the Wynn. We get there at 11 and there is a big line. But they don’t let guys in by themselves. We wait and wait. At midnight I realize I’ve got a shoot at 10 AM the next morning and am not going to be able to stay out till 4 again. So I leave right before the others get in. My roommate comes in at 6 AM.
Saturday morning I feel like death warmed over. I’m nauseous, groggy and everything else at 8:30 when I get up. But the valet is fast and I find my shoot location with half an hour to spare. (Gave myself extra time to make sure I made it.) Meet Crystal and we have a great shoot.
That afternoon I play a little more poker and am down. Middle of the afternoon I get a call from one of the two models I’m suppose to shoot with and she can’t come. I try to call the other to arrange another meeting place, but she doesn’t answer. Which is a bad sign. We drive out to the casino we are suppose to meet at. I try to call her two more times. I get in the parking lot and starting driving around looking for her. Don’t see anyone. Decided to leave one parking lot and go to another. Get the the stop sign, there is a line of traffic in front of me stopped. A big truck stops for me. I pull out to turn left and get T-boned by and SUV.
So I spend the next 2 hours filling out accident reports. The model never showed either. Then I go turn in the car and don’t want another one. (Yes the rental agency would have given me another).
My model Crystal arranged for us to get into Jet at the Mirage that night. I was feel like extra crap after the wreck, but I wasn’t sure my buddies could get in without me. So I hung with them till we got in – and paid a $30 cover. Then I went back to the room and to bed.
We had to check out of the hotel at 11 AM on Sunday. So we were up at 10. Checked out, hassled the other guys who weren’t up because they’d asked for more time from the hotel. Then we ate some lunch and went to play poker. Played for about 5 hours. At one point I was up $400. If I could have made another $50 I could have paid for the trip. But I ended up only up about $148 bucks, but that was cool.
That’s the quick version and here’s a couple of pictures of the car from my camera phone.
What more can I say. Vegas is better than Azeroth. Leave this evening. Got 3 shoot with 4 models scheduled. Hope to go see Penn and Teller while there. Maybe tonight. Yeah.
Here’s the models I’m shooting with and when:
Friday evening at Lake Las Vegas: Amanda
Saturday morning at a friend of her’s house which has a pool and a 50’s decor, Crystal
Oleg has an interesting photo that is a bit of an optical illusion. At least I had no idea what it was and it took me a few seconds after the hints in the comments to make my brain wrap around it.
So James was jealous because I had 7 models to shoot with in Vegas. The reason you schedule 7 is because a number of them are going to drop out.
I lost 1 because I had to change the schedule when the hotel wouldn’t let me shoot there. That was reasonable. I’ve lost 2 this week because they got paying gigs. Still reasonable, though a little annoying.
I’m canceling one on Friday because she misrepresented herself. She hasn’t responded to my latest emails, which would be reason enough, but I go to her Model Mayhem portfolio yesterday and there is a picture of her 6 months pregnant. Don’t you think she should have let me know that? I even have a project shooting pregnant women, but I expect to know before I show up.
One I still haven’t heard back from because she wanted to shoot something other than swimwear/lingerie. Which I was cool with because she had contacted me before I decided that was what I wanted to shoot. Anyway, the hotel told me I couldn’t shoot, so I need a new location. I don’t live in Vegas. I have no idea where to shoot. So I told her I’d still shoot with her, but she needed to find me a location. Haven’t heard from her since. Oh, well.
So now I’m less than 36 hours from leaving and have 3 models firmly scheduled. I’m going to send out a few more requests, but this is short notice now.
UPDATE: The model I thought was pregnant just emailed and canceled on me. And she isn’t pregnant. She just posted the picture yesterday, but she had the baby 5 months ago.