Wednesday, May 10, 2006

Vancouver = Hard Drugs

So I was in Vacouver for like 12 days for work and I am still getting used to the Minnesota way of life again....

The trip was mostly work and drinking. I know this may sound confusing, but I basically mean that during the day - we worked so that left no time for shopping, site-seeing, etc, but then in the evening there was PLENTY of time for drinking. So we did. A Lot. But we still managed to shoot a nice commercail for Papa Murphy's without too much hungoverness. I say "too much" quite loosely due to one night of drinking and challanging my boss to a drinking contest - which I lost - and the next day I didn't do so well. I went to bed - got up and puked. I woke up - puked. I got on set and just as I drank a cup of fresh squeezed orange juice, I puked - behind the craft service trailer - and the Papa Muprhy's cleint found me bent over hurling... I was awesome.

But I pulled myself up by my bootstraps and hung in there... It took me a good 6 hours to feel normal again, but I made it. And I even drank again! The last night we were there however, is when things started to feel outta hand. and the "drugs" of Vancouver took over....

Now, Vancouver for those who have never been is a beautiful city with many things to see, but the one thing that kept on showing up were the homeless people addicted to hard drugs. They had the "heroin shuffle" and the "crack walk" as my boss noted. There are parts of the downtown area that the locals actually call Crack Town. Seriously scary shit! But none of it hit home until we were on our last night out - the "Wrap Party" if you will...

We are having a couple of beers and laughing and just enjoying the fact it's all over, when someone gets the great idea to find some pot! And why not! It's practically legal there! So we try and we try and all the one guy could find was Cocaine. And it was in his pocket. But me, as most of you know are not about to go there, so I just drink and tell those boys - NO! But of course boys will be boys and apparently (when I say apparently, I mean I didn't pick up on this until 5 am when none of them were tired... hmmmm... DUH!) they went ahead and did this stuff. One of the guys is trying to rub up on one of the girl's legs and her back. She kindly ignores it, but then it turns into full on molesting! He tells her that he's into Golden Showers and would love it if she would go in the bathroom and give him her panties... And so the night ended a little wierd. I still don't know if it was the drugs or just this guys alter personality, but it was crazy. Maybe Vancouver makes you crazy. I don't know. All I know is I haven't drank that much in that many nights since college and I feel like I need a good long night in a sweat lodge to feel normal.

So there you have it. Drinking = Vancouver and Vancouver = Hard Drugs and Hard Drugs = Molesting and Molesting = Golden Showers and Golden Showers = that guy will never work on anything I ever shoot in Vancouver again.....

Cheers!