Yeeeeeeeeeeeep... gonna be interesting filming in this getup. Can't see shit once the glasses fog up from my breath so don't really know how I'm going to make it through it...
Some homeless black son of a bingo tried to steal my wallet and money from my back pack while I was in the woods. HE LIVES THERE. Second time I've seen him. Worrying that I'm going to call the cops, tried to apologize and asks me if we're cool. No, I'm about to kick your old black ass, get the fuck out of my face. Shit like this is why white people join the KKK all day, dumb fuck.
Not surprised, but yeah wasn't expecting to get robbed especially in broad daylight by the homeless guys living in the park, but I was wrong... Part of living in black communities, bring a weapon with you wherever you go, gonna be one black dude with sticky fingers, just the way it is...
I did bring my pepper spray. If I even dreamed I'd be robbed, would have had it in my pocket from the start, but I figured, who the fuck is hanging out in these empty woods? OOOOOOPS...
Makes me say once again, I can understand why cops are overly aggressive towards me when they see me. Assholes like him.
Matters NOT. I was shaken, and rattled by this sudden super duper black straight out of goddamn africa guy having a field day rummaging through my back pack, but I pressed on... I some how collected myself and kept trying to shoot bits of the movie and get some lighting samples of how I look in the boom costume which I've been wanting to do for days....
Discouraged, yep. Not wanting to go back to the park to film anymore knowing that homeless crackheads live there and are going to be starting shit, yep, but I have no choice, got to try...
But yeah, I'm emotionally rattled and such, not going to be easy doing this project. If indeed things become too rough with it I'll have to post pone it since I mean once the damn park turns brown and loses the green, it's going to be over...
I'm also artistically overwhelmed. There's so much potentially good cinematic amazing visuals I can do with the park that I'm having a hard time choosing what to do and waste time struggling to figure out what to film. So yeah got to schedule this shit obviously.... shoot bits one day, do other bits another. I was on my way out of the park and thinking, hmmm could get a shot of static walking through here all bad ass... Then I said, nah, park's not going anywhere do it later, so I moved on...
Yeah, I'm just I mean, the thought that's killing me is that I could be dead. Luckily that guy didn't have a gun or a knife and was too scared he'd get tossed in jail because I'm mulatto and he thinks I'm someone of authority I guess, I don't know... But if he only just murdered me and ran off with my things he'd have no problems. Thank god he's retarded...
So yeah I'm going to try to speed things up. I DO NOT want to be constantly going back to that park again and again and again so that next time he feels more comfortable taking a rock to my skull before robbing me.
BE SAFE GUYS, This world is not meant to be played with. It's not a toy.
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