So within the last week I went from 3 followers, to 5, and back to 3. I know I don't have many (I seem to have some people come back here and again without following), but I just find it odd they would add then delete within a few days. Obviously my blog format has not changed in that short period. I'm wondering if they were only hoping to spike their blog then quickly delete me. Or perhaps they were offended by Ted Kennedy and the Dalai Lama....or my love of gore in film. I definitely know my blog has been dull lately (if it was ever entertaining). The lack of me having time has been a factor. Like I've said before, there is so much I want to share but can't at the moment. We are so close to wrapping the film and hopefully soon I can plop down the trailer. So perhaps it was the lack of something personal to blog about, but this blog isn't going to ever be that type of blog. I don't like all of my life floating around on the web for everyone to see. Moving on...
Saturday we ended up filming until about 10:30 pm. As we were finishing up, we had some "ghostbusters" of sorts show up on set.
Let me rewind.
The first day I arrive on set (way back in May), there were two people still painting. One of them was this "odd" lady who seemed a bit tweaky,unfriendly and off. The type that comes across as suspicious of everyone and doesn't want to interact much other than asking random questions and refusing to make eye contact while she waits for an answer. Along with the other crew member (who is still working on set), she had stayed there all night painting. When others arrived, she showed us pictures of mist and orbs she had taken during the night. The other guy had is own pictures as well. She went on and on about all the shit that happened that night and was expressing how uneasy she was being there. The power had gone off in the middle of the night and although I doubt there was anything supernatural there, she should have been more worried about those monster spiders lurking around. That was the only time I saw her. She had left and never returned, leaving the others to finish the painting. They tried calling her a few times, but she would pick up (she has a very distinctive voice) and claim not to be her and hang up. She's not someone I would particularly trust to give me an honest and realistic story.
I'm not going to lie that it is a little odd that stuff goes missing and supposedly stuff moves around when no one is in the room, but I really do not believe in ghosts and I have a hard time believing we are haunted. There are some weird places around the set where the camera will just not work or fog (fake fog) will go around certain spots when it's filling every other space in the room. All of this can be explained by air movement, but I think when you start looking for something to happen your mind fills in the spots. It has become a long running joke that whenever we can't find something, the ghost took it. Regardless, it was enough to spark the interest of 3 different ghost hunting groups. The last group was the largest and had all the fancy cameras, readers, and such, sans a proton pack. That would have been sweet. One lady was a supposed psychic or something and said that some little girl had been killed around there. I have yet to experience anything that has made me a believer, but I would pretend if it would get me an interview with George Norry.
Anyways, it was a very busy weekend. I'm looking forward to having Friday thru Monday off to do absolutely nothing. The only thing on the agenda is to spend time with family and friends and get my hair done.
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