Later, a higher on the food chain type
stood in a truck parking lot,
next to an Amtrak line
and climbed into a Lexus to deliver a slap to the face of one of his underlings

along with some dialogue about stupidity and the effects of depression upon
good
criminal judgement in such matters.

On the morrow I am going to be "the hands" of this higher food chain type.

This is because I fit his pinky ring
which they tried on me in the truck parking lot.

For lunch I had a Caesar Salad which I thought was a good choice...

Oh - the show is called "Sopranos". I had never seen it.

A very good reason is in place which accounts for this
this is it:

It first aired on HBO in January 1999.
In October 1998 they hadn't finished shooting it yet.
Again I am so far ahead of the curve I have lost all track
of reality and am waiting for it to catch up to me...

Today I found out I know the producer. He directed me in a play years ago.

I gave him a statue from Mexico as a farewell gift...
he likely still has it.

That's another story...

He told me he directed an X-Files episode recently.
Actually I saw that one, and it was quite good.

It was biblical...

(There were 4 deformed sisters in this X File episode my friend
Allan Coulter directed...

Each sister had 7 or eight fingers on each hand.

I was not asked to audition for this particular hand job
because of the obvious fact
I am a man.

Nevertheless - I would have been really brilliant had I gotten the opportunity.)

This is a much better activity to participate in today
as opposed to looking for an apartment in Manhattan...
which can wait while I try and act like a menacing pinky ring on Wednesday.

I was the stand-in for the slappor.

I spent time climbing in an out of the Lexus
from the rear door much of the
afternoon
because everything else was sealed up and blocked by cameras and
various objects of illusion to make an interior shot look authentic.

This is a strange business.

Wednesday:

Today I wore a white bathrobe and
took a bottle of Prozac off of a bathroom sink.

Essentially this is what I was paid to do
on the set of Sopranos...

The hero of the show came over to me
just before the shot and said:
"Let me see your paws."

So I did.

He examined them and smiled;
and then he slapped me in a friendly manner
on my hand.

'"They're good. You can do the job"

With that he turned away
dressed in his grey and sliver
p.j.'s
and walked off the set confident I would do him proud.

The shot itself is about one and a half seconds long.

The show runs for a hour...

I got to wear his pinky ring and gold bracelet during the shot.

It is a good thing to know your work is to be trusted
by those who count and they can confidently go off
and have a cup of coffee without fear of being misrepresented...

Location. Location. Location.

This is one of the secret's of the inner workings of television.

After the shot was over
They packed up the camera and moved to a new location

Location, etc.

I changed out of my bathrobe
which is never seen during this one and a half second bit
and moved along with everyone else.

I believe the robe is what you call "ambiance"