I realize bloggers tend to exaggerate
or embellish, so I'm here to say that I really try not to do this.
Mostly.
This is relevant because something
completely surreal occurred today and it's going to sound like I'm
totally making it up.
I woke up to a metric shit-ton of
racket outside, and proceeded to find a Hollywood movie set in the
woods outside my house.
I've mentioned that we live in The
Hundred Acre Wood, and it's pretty isolated here. And when I say
isolated, I mean there's a few houses in my immediate area, but
everyone's house is on a plot that has a good deal of land around it
so we're looking at trees, instead of into each others windows.
Also, it's very quiet. And we like it
that way.
We have nothing but woods for miles
behind our home. The only thing back there is a hunting camp owned by
a sweet elderly couple. There's very little activity except when it's
hunting season.
In the past few months there's been
more going on with utility companies running lines, some heavy
equipment doing who knows what back there. But still, it's fairly
quiet.
So imagine my surprise upon waking up
and getting ready to log into my computer for work, I heard what
sounded like a parade of loud truck engines outside my house.
It turned out it that it was in fact, a
parade of loud truck engines right outside my house. They were all
idling there, waiting to turn onto the little dirt road next to our
property that leads to the hunting camp.
This was highly unusual. I figured they
were doing some upkeep work there or having a family function. Or
something.
So I listened to to all and sundry
going in and out for an hour before the doorbell rang. A relative of
the family who owns the camp stopped by to let me know a movie was
being filmed. “Oh, like a college thing?” I asked. No, an actual
real movie, he says. And they'll be back there for a FEW WEEKS.
For serious.
Okay, well I figured Mr.
RelativeToTheFamily was embellishing a bit, and we're talking some
“movie” that someone was “filming”, probably being done with
the help of friends and family in the hopes of breaking into
Hollyweird. It can't possibly take weeks, right?
The Relative mentioned the director's
name and what the film was about, and even said to stop by if I
wanted to visit. I thanked him, said I work from home and I might
stop by later just for fun, and went back to work.
Then I watched a long, loud line of
cars, trucks, golf carts, ATVs, equipment, etc. head back into the
woods. Dog was going out of his mind barking at everyone and
everything. Taking him out for doggy business was getting to be
incredibly difficult since all he wanted to do was protect the
homestead from these intruders.
So I got that itch in my brain that
maybe I should look up this “director” on the Internet Movie
Database (IMDB).
Well imagine my surprise when I see
that he actually has a number of proper films under his belt,
and lo and behold, there's the movie he's filming now, BEHIND
OUR FRIGGIN HOUSE.
With actual, Hollywood actors. We're
not talking Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt, but definitely recognizable
actors.
Yay us.
I've been trying to work and take
conference calls during all this hoo-ha, and it's been a challenge.
Of course, I'm also peeking out the windows trying to see what's
going on. Granted there's a good deal of woods out there obscuring
the view, but I can see what looks like set building and lots of
people running around.
Now I'm wondering what I'm going to do
if they're filming and Dog has to go outside. The only way to get him to go is to walk him around the entire property. He's gonna stand there
and bark his face off at the crew. What happens if they're filming at
night? Are we going to be able to sleep with all this activity?
There's strange people milling about everywhere now, which is kinda
creepy.
I'm intrigued and annoyed at the same
time. I'll have to see what happens tomorrow.
I'm thinking by the end of this I'll be
quite happy for Hollywood to go on home.
