The man is clear in his mind, but his soul is mad.

It so much nicer early in the morning. The sun isn't up but Ghost and the Darkness are up. We've eaten and stretched and even dipped our toes/paws into the Intrawebs. It has been decided that surfing is next on the agenda followed by a walk and possibly some sort of responsible cleaning type operation. Whatever happens, it is very quiet right now and the possibilities for the day seem endless. It's a nice feeling. It's what makes getting up early an addictive thing.

Saturday night was spent shooting a music video for a band called Speedbuggy. There were several girls in short shorts with big breasts and easy smiles. There were several guys in their best rockabilly attire. There was a keg and a grill with a seemingly endless supply of dogs. More importantly there was a kick ass crew of true professionals who let me see me in their eyes. It never occurred to me that I was a authority figure until Saturday night. Trained fucking mercenaries looked at me with respect and followed my orders as I placed lights and decided on camera moves. Fucking tension of it all made my shoulders hurt for a day. I know we got a video out of the whole thing and I'm happy about that.

Peace out, bitches!