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I can’t sleep. I should be sleeping. I rise and shine at 7:15am for a pilot  that I’m directing/producing. I guess I should avoid caffeine at 10pm. 

Shoot ends at 5pm. I suppose I can sleep when I arrive home. We shoot the next day - another early start.

The day after I’m a production assistant on another shoot. How does one go from a director to a production assistant? I don’t know. Is it an Irish thing? 

On Saturday I’m going to Hollywood Babble-On. This will be my third time seeing Kevin Smith live! My goal is to meet him. Outlook not so good. When he came the first time to Dublin – for a Q & A – I was so close to asking him a question. The interaction would have completed a part of my life. The second time he came to ol’ lucky charm land, it was for podcast; Jay and Silent Bob Get Old. I waited out back, but not a sight of Mr. Smith.

I shall arrive early this time, or maybe scour the city like some desperate teeny bopper!

During my Monday’s failed attempt to find a copy of ‘A Disaster Artist: My Life Inside The Room, the Greatest Bad Movie Ever Made’ in stock, I came across ‘Ray Harryhausen: Fantasy Scrapbook’. Flicking through the pages were awe-inspiring. I had to put the book down due to the price, but  the images have heightened by taste from some stop motion monsters.

I watched ‘Clash of the Titans’ (1981). The creatures and effects are so endearing. The green/blue screen are dated, but that didn’t stop me from enjoying the adventure of Perseus.

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