The Waiting

We're all set up in Albuquerque and waiting for things to get going. Yesterday was, effectively, another "off" day as we only had to drive about 90 minutes and there was only one short meeting, which I skipped anyways. Our hotel is, once again, amazing. I spent most of the evening backing up tapes -- I'm now into Fort Hall. I think this means I will never, ever actually catch up or finish.

Right now we're in the meeting room of the Pueblo Cultural Center; which, according to its billboard, offers "cultural history" and "discount cigarettes." Seeing that almost made me drive off the road on the way here.

There's a second film crew here today, and I'm pretty intimidated by them. They seem like nice folks, but there's a crew of five and they have better cameras, bigger softboxes, and two studio monitors. Maybe "intimidated" is less accurate than "jealous." Horribly, horribly jealous. .

They've got their lights set up, so there's not really anything I need to be doing right now. There's been some confusion about what is appropriate for me to film, according to Pueblo custom, and I had to sign some kind of contract-thing to even set up cameras. Let's see if I step on any toes today.

Wayne just brought me a sandwich. Nice guy. Signing out.