Now most lens luggers would piss and moan at the idea of working late into the night and making the hour drive to and from New Orleans but not this guy (okay I did bitch a little bit it comes with the job). Any who me and the rest of the crew made the best of it. It would have been nice to hit up the local watering hole because god knows in New Orleans you can throw a pair of cheap ass beads from one bar just 5 feet from you and land square on another.....Lets move on. So my options were limited I could sit in the ole sat truck and glaze over the scope (see picture above) or go help out the one man band du jour. Lets just say I carried the tripod.
So between all the glitz and glam that is live TV I ate a killer burrito a.k.a. the mud butt (thanks shing), shot some made up news, up-linked a sat shot, lit up canal street like a mobile TV studio, adjusted ties and makeup, edited video, tamed a monkey, gave homeless guy a stick of gum, played phone tag with the producers and the desk, and still managed to make it back home and in bed by 2:00 am. Whew and to think this was just day 1...more to come