With so many political things in the news right now, it would be easy to discuss quite a few subjects, but to keep my writings focused on myself and life in Las Vegas, I can still discuss one without compromising the other.
I’ve been appointed as a member at large to Nevada’s local SAG-AFTRA board. I’ve been a Union member since 2005 (though I made eligibility within my first two months of starting my acting career while living in Los Angeles). I never saw myself as overtly political (my Dad once used to call me “politically agnostic”), but I’ve garnered more an interest in the subject, much to his delight in his final years. It’s more of a question of doing what’s right, and doing things to make things easier for everyone, so if I introduce a few ideas that stick and helps people out, than what more can one ask for when in a position to affect change? Besides, we finally got film incentives passed in Nevada, so that’s got to bring some positives.
You’d be surprised how little of “based in Vegas” TV shows and films have in terms of authentic footage outside of casino exteriors, aerial views of the Strip, or some element that just can’t be replicated in a soundstage in Los Angeles. The shark tank swimming pool at the Golden Nugget, for one (and coincidentally one of my favorite shoots from CSI Las Vegas. What can I say? I’m a sucker for robot sharks).
Freelance work is just as quirky. I had to get up ass early in the morning to be at the Cosmopolitan for this tailor conference. Basically, I stood around while women tested out this new tape measure, by sticking it under my armpit, then measuring my arm up to my wrist. I’m sure this is a fetish to someone, somewhere. All the while this is going on, the Electric Daisy Carnival was in town, so a myraid of candy colored people were just staggering into the hotel after a previous all-nighter of getting their “oontz oontz oontz” on. I do love how diverse this town is: Professional suits can walk alongside some girl wearing nothing more than taped stars across her boobs.
I did get some comeuppance this morning. Vegas, being a transient town by nature, allows for some shiesty characters to come across your path and try to take advantage of you. For example, one business lost some fairly irreplaceable things from my childhood, and it took me from the Fall of 2011 to now to resolve. That’s nearly two years! Think about that! It became a running joke to me going into this place whenever I did to hear what BS lie they concocted as to why they still hadn’t resolved my issue. But sure enough, perseverance, and an overabundance of patience prevailed, and I finally resolved the situation as best I could given the circumstances. But honestly, if you’re a business and you treat customers like that, then you don’t deserve their patronage. But it’s not the only time. I’ve had people pull similar tactics over film roles, business clients and transactions, egos leading to self-important power trips, verbal deals…. I think people believe themselves immune to doling out bad behavior to no consequences, because one of the involved party is likely to skip town. I enjoy Vegas and the friends I do have here, but it seems that Zoltar struck here a la Big, as there are plenty of “children” that run around here in seemingly adult bodies. It sounds negative, but it’s more realism as a result of experience.
In any case, Summer is in full effect here with temperatures climbing around 115 by the end of this week. It’s the time of year where locals play “vampire” and hide indoors until sundown. It makes sense we’re a 24 hour town, doesn’t it? I already have a few Summer plans that I’m lining up, and if all goes well, one may involve a water park in my near future.
Not all “inner child” activity is necessarily a harmful thing.
On a side note, today is my Dad’s birthday. He would have been 76 today….