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I got home from a lovely party for [Unknown site tag], to find that the TV show currently shooting in my courtyard had actually colonized my living room. Here is what I learned: Those cameras? Actually huger than they appear on television. Lights? More ludicrously sized than you could possibly immagine. I am totally impressed with their scheduling- they said they would be here until two, and at one-forty they are packed and leaving.

I no longer have any questions about film budget. This was kind of unreal. This is one TV show! There were easily forty people running around, plus the security guys who've been hanging around giving me the evil eye for two days. Add in the people who drove the five semis, the catering, and the fact that they offered hotel rooms to everyone who would be disturbed by the shooting, the trees they planted, the props and set dressing that filled the actual apartment, and uh, yeah- that was a cool hundred thousand for tonight's filming- which was one scene of an hour long series. Truly, the mind boggles.

So. If you'd like to see where I live, I hear my eight-apartment complex is standing in for East LA in the soon debuting TV show Crash. (Watch it on Starz in October!)