Yes, We Can

The Question is When

There is no project too small or grand for the creatives assembled at the Better Duck Inn.

I am too damn tried to worry about anything. I know that the team is on it, and they will do fine while I am napping. Capable hands, all of them. Some like boats, some don’t. It takes all kinds of work in the littoral zone.

I am excited about the plans for the Better Duck Inn. I have not seen them. I trust the process. I trust the process. What we get we get. I am not going to stress out on it.

I had a new three-man crew on the property yesterday to try them out. They had the acting down. The work not so much, but they were within budget…six hours, tools, and truck for just over five hundred bucks. I was out there working on the lines for the whole time in the hot sun. I figure any work is better than none. Working without a whale is difficult, but who said these were not the times that tried men’s souls?

Dialogue is far from my forte. I would be fine with an unspoken screenplay. There were some moments of brilliance, as the actors each did their thing. Well worth the money, and they all seemed willing to go another round. Casting is far more interesting than whaling, but all parts of film making. I would rather take the stills and delegate everything, but without the cash, I am the man.

Until then scale is not coming. I have not seen scale for a long, long time. I remember it was 1984, and I was working for Ed Lane, between Monmouth Park and Fort Monmouth in Oceanport, it was December, off season, and I was miserable in the cold, but happy to be doing anything.

No whale no scale, yet the beat goes on. I feel much better now that I have gotten this much down.