Bouncy Bouncy

Sad Max

Artful Dodger
So earlier today I was down in El Segundo scouting a high school gym that we're using for one of our locations.

And while I'm there surveying, there's about one hundred cute eighteen-year-old girls doing their volleyball/calisthenics/running/etc around the gym, and coming up to me in gaggles of three or four to ask, are you *really* making a movie here...? Wow!

Sometimes this job is not all that bad.
 
I can post a couple nice reference pictures of the scoreboards up on the walls, if that's what you have in mind...
 
Hmmmm... at a high school, and somehow you know they're all eighteen??

Sounds like someone is covering their own arse :Drogar-SunGlass(DBG

Hahahaha, I was thinking the SAME THING! But, if this theory is correct, that must mean there are pictures. And if there are pictures, then they need t be posted or else there is no use returning to this thread. And by pictures, I mean I would love to see some fine shots of around the gym...for future reference of course!


NOTE: Ryan, you should move here to the hoppin' "Filmmaking Capitol of The World" Coarsegold, California.*



*Obvious use of sarcasm is not meant to promote mindless moving to a town that is obviously not "The Filmmaking Capitol of The World"
 
The thread title is "bouncy bouncy" and I will say that I've noticed how a little Bounce can take the wrinkles right out of my pants.

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Were you just saying that for that cliché ending of a post? Or do you actually not like your job filming? You GOTTA love it!

I saw this again and realized it deserved an answer.

Although you sort of almost put down the answer, yourself.

Yes, I love it. But from day to day, I don't necessarily like it.
 
Hmm...I returned in hopes of some photographs, but to my dismay, simply more talking.

EDIT: My apologies for the block-style grammar above. What's funny is that, rather than change it, I just wrote this worthless edit in. Don't worry! I don't write like this in my screenplays!
 
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