Now this feels more like independent filmmaking – a manic roller coaster barely clinging to the tracks. We woke up bright and early to cram in one of our “stints” at the office filming all our scenes with Cassandra Smith, a quirky blond who speaks in texting abbreviations. After racing through 6 pages of dialogue, our core cast and crew carpooled to LAX for our flight to New York City!
I have never treated all my friends to a vacation before – ignoring my credit score, I feel like a millionaire fueling up the private jet for a weekend “jaunt.” I’m also excited to introduce my west coast friends to “my city” back east. Neither Jim, Erik nor Sean have been to New York before so it will be a fun trip…despite all the work!
I dropped everyone at the terminal (with all the gear and my credit card) and went to find parking. Of course, I got lost driving in circles as we rapidly approached our boarding time. Somehow everyone managed to get all the luggage checked and on the plane while Cooper and Erik waited at the gate for me. When I got to the check in desk, our plane was literally closing the cabin doors.
I have to give a shout out to “Piper” with Virgin America at LAX. She got us through security in just over a minute and sprinted with us – in high heels – to our gate, allowing the airline to re-open the doors and let us board the plane! If anyone who works with her is reading this…she deserves a raise!
However, upon take off we realized that the hard drive containing all our footage had been left at the check in desk! Melt down does not quite capture my emotions during that cross country flight. I literally prayed while Cooper used Virgin’s wireless to email everyone she could the number for lost and found. We even asked the flight crew what to do and they had the captain radio down to ground control to relay the message to the check in desk. About half way into the flight, a slip of paper was delivered from the captain. “VIRGIN CHECK IN DESK: NOTHING FOUND.”
So we’re on a plane to New York…My life savings is spent…All the footage we have shot the past 8 days and the P2 cards I’ve rented are gone…I’d like to take this moment to compliment Virgin America’s liquor selection. Then, by some stroke of divine intervention, Cooper checked her email and her brother in North Carolina had written: “I found it! I’m on hold with lost and found and they’ve got it. What do I do now?” By yet another stroke of dumb luck, Amy, one of our crew was flying out the next morning to join us. Lost & Found agreed to put her name on the hard drive and hand them over in the morning.
We landed emotionally and physically drained, collected our luggage and took a cab into the city. Knowing we all still had a show, we could get some rest and start fresh in the morning. Regardless of the journey, it was all worth it as we crossed over the Triborough bridge and Sean says, “Brendan, I see why you couldn’t fake New York. It just can’t be captured in LA.” Let’s make a TV show, folks.