Is this the theater way or my way? Okay, this past Saturday I did my film shoot and when I met up the director (who I had auditioned for in the past), we shook hands and I kissed him on the cheek...AS WE THEATER FOLK DO. He said "Oh, so you're french?" I said "Uh, wee?". Then felt kinda weird explaining my theory. So, we walked a random 20 blocks to find an appropriate place to shoot and then I did my sonnet. It was this rugged, kinda desolate area, under this overpass off 10th avenue. It was sweet..in the actual hour and half I spent actually filming, birds flocked to sit under the train tracks and listened to me perform my sonnet. It's nice to know I can entertain pigeons!