"Dammit, why is my alarm going off at 2 a.m. ? Oh, right. I have to be on the set by 2:30."
In a fit of insanity, I volunteered to be an extra in a small film. They were looking for people who had goth, BDSM, or clubwear, and were willing to show up at a location in my neighborhood for a "maximum of two hours". I inquired, and discovered that the location was a bar about two blocks from me. OK, sure, I can spare a couple of hours.
When I walked through the door, I had to duck under a St. Andrews cross to get inside. The neighborhood police bar (no, I'm not kidding) had been magically transformed into an SM club, complete with cross, bondage table, and a suspension frame. There were three pro dommes in attendance setting up scenes, and a guy who was doing an absolutely beautiful suspension rigging.
My role was to sit at the bar looking entranced by the action, which wasn't difficult as a deilghtful young lady was being covered in hot wax and smeared with fruit just a few feet away. It took forever to start shooting, and forever between shoots, and it was well past 6:30 when I left. But it was fun! I know nothing about the movie, other than the fact that the name seems to be Silent Alarm, and the opening scene takes place in an SM club. We shall see.
And now, sleep. Folsom Street Fair starts in a few hours.