For the Last Time, ASU: No, I’m Not a Terrorist.
I’m starting to think that all the unpleasantness ASU is/has caused me may not just be the sick and twisted coincidences and practical jokes the Fates seem to play on me. Really, I’m starting to think there’s someone hidden in the dark caverns 100 feet below the surface, playing his phantom organ, watching his monitors, waiting, watching, looking for me to step on campus. Then BAM! He strikes. It’s really the only reasonable explaination.
So here’s the story this time:
Decamp and I were visiting campus tonight around 9:30 PM looking for a dirty alley or an industrial looking corner to film Conan at. Not two minutes after we find the perfect place, a dark shadowy figure appeared behind us, smoking his cigarette, standing, watching. I felt a chill; the wind seemed to howl. I turned around, saw this man, and wondered: is he going to say something or just stand there, watching us? Finally, I turned to him.
“Good evening” I said.
“What are you guys doing here?”
“Just scouting out possible locations to shoot a short film.”
“You’re not allowed to take pictures.”
Sooner than you could say “f$(@& y(&% A$U” he had DPS on the phone, gave ‘em my description, and after about 15 minutes (great response time DPS), they showed up. I stuck out my hand to introduce myself. The cop hesitated for an akward minute (probably to make sure I didn’t have a magic-fun-buzzer hidden under my palm) and we exchanged a greeting. Of course, he was reasonable, rational, and understood what we were doing. He ran my ID just to make sure.
“Markowski. Molly Aardvark Reynolds Kitten Owl Wolly Sandwich Kitten Icecream… 10-4.”
Everything checked out (except the parking tickets). Just kidding. That’s at another college. He gave me back my ID and reassured us that it wasn’t illegal to take photos on campus (as the man who reported us had assumed because of all those “copyright rules”). I thanked the two of them for making sure we filmed on campus with permission.
“Always best to do things legit.” I said.
“You can imagine our concern–what with all the terrorism and all.”
The man gave us a phone number to call in morning regarding film permits and permission and we left. Okay, maybe my memory might be a little more biased than what really happened but that’s still what happened. Oh well, I was starting to think this project was going a little too smooth anyway. After all, we got kicked off locations far more times filming Hobos in Space than we have this……… so far.
Oh yeah, so Mike and I were scouting out locations for filming all day today. As always, check out the production photos at: