Big On Bishop
After the 2 sweet weeks in Lancaster last week, work trucked us on up to luscious Bishop. Bishop is situated in Owens Valley – a 5 hour drive from smoggy ol’ Los Angeles.
Bishop is directly east of the Sierra Nevada mountain range, so it is surrounded in natural resplendence!!!! At night, when I arrived at the hotel with my work pals, Jeff had already set up camp in the hotel room.
This is what awaited me when I stepped into the door. This is Jeff’s “Gentleman’s Pose”.
Hotel glass mug full of wine, y’all. Passing a fine evening on the veranda. It’s been so amazing having him on location with me!!!!!
We were working at the Owens Valley Radio Observatory where HUGE satellite dishes study star formations + cosmic microwave background – whatever that means. I didn’t have enough time to stalk the manager of the observatory (who had a decent moustache) to squeeze some technical information out of him.
Who’s the Asian alien in a babushka??? Now that’s just weird.
After work, the boys wanted to burn a hole in their wallets. Yes, everyone male + female alike love to shop, except Shelli who is now speaking in the third person. Here they are, losing their minds over deadstock western wear. I am not disclosing locations due to the territorialist nature of hoarders.
That night, we all celebrated our last day of shooting at the Bishop bowling alley!!!! Expect no less! Big hair + trucker caps only need apply!!!!! OHHH YEEEEAH!!!! Bring it!!! I felt like I was in an episode of “King of the Hill”.
Except, the live human version. It was awesome.
The next day Jeff + I moved about as slow as a couple of garden snails ifyouknowwhatimtalkingabout. Stay tuned for more on our sobering drive home to Los Angeles.