So it looks like there's a theme emerging...
Today at work I started BUILDING a dummy - I traced a willing volunteer (AL was pretty excited when I asked if I could "use his body"), shaped, cut, sewed, and will be stuffing with cotton and bean/sand bags, attaching fake hands, and dressing up what is essentially a "body pillow". LITERALLY. My boss told me I got the job because I was "good with dummies". I managed to keep from asking if the comment also applied to my non-work life. (SNAP!) People, the jokes just write themselves here.
Also, considering my range of experience lately, I'm thinking about writing a do-it-yourself book: "Dummies for Dummies".
(Oh, please. You saw that one coming a mile away.)
2 comments:
Your blog post reminded me of a funny story. My friend Angel was a prop master. He was working at the Geffen Theatre in LA. He had a dummy that he had to tear up and make bloddy. So he went into the ally next to the theatre and began hacking away at the dummy. Well as the fire department and police rolled up he realzed some took his prop biz very seriously. I guess the moral of the story would be to be careful what you do with that dummy.
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