Monday, September 29, 2008

9/5


It was a typically quiet afternoon. I can’t say I remember exactly what I was doing when I heard the explosions. Maybe I was thinking about Madame Red and I in our hot tub. Or maybe I was just going to get another refill of coffee.

Anyway for a split second I wasn’t sure what had just hit us, was it a bomb or an earthquake? (We attended a special training session in Pasadena about a month ago where we were taught how to react in case something happened: if it’s an earthquake, rush underneath a table and stay there. If it’s a bomb, start screaming and get the hell out of there.)

After a few moments, it became obvious that this had been a bomb and that it had blown up somewhere very, very close. So, still in shock and fearing the worst, we went through the motions. We started entering data in our computers and they quickly spat out a list of possible suspects: Ben Laden, Ahmadinejad, Ho Chin Minh, Sacco and Vanzetti,…

It’s only 5 minutes after that we learned that the explosions came from the Disney studios where they were videotaping scenes of Night Shift.

When you think about it, it’s not easy to be a spy in Los Angeles.

2 comments:

Jayne said...

I'd be perfectly happy if you want to go and shoot Mickey, Goofy et al just in case...

raptureponies said...

That's pretty awesome...