I spent yesterday with a microphone down my shirt and a camera in my face. Is this what being famous is like? Maybe not until you add the paparazzi.
The local film crew for the documentary, Dream, spent the afternoon with me filming me going about my business and talking about my dream of hosting a travel show. It's hard to act normal when there's a fuzzy boom mic right above the head of everyone you're talking to.
I met my mom and my friend Missy at the Beach Chalet for lunch. People thought we were famous, and when I opened up my early birthday present - an Elmo Goes on Safari coloring book - someone thought we were having some kind of book promotion.
Next it was an interview at Alamo Square with the famous Victorian houses, the Painted Ladies, behind us. People were there taking pictures (because of the show Full House?) and MUNI buses were roaring up the street. The wind was blowing and there was a reflector being held up for lighting which was a bit blinding. Despite all this... I had to do my best to answer questions and bare my soul.
Afterwards, off to Fisherman's Wharf for some person-on-the-street interviews about what peoples' dreams are and what they're doing to try and achieve them. The crew let me ask the questions, but said, don't ask questions - which I think was supposed to get me to ask only open-ended questions. It made it harder to do than it looks on TV.
Finally off to Northbeach to meet with Una for a real Habitat planning meeting. Karaoke at Bow Bow got nixed as we wouldn't be able to get the rights to the songs. I'm happy happy anyway.
I'm in the last frantic stages of getting ready. And yet, I'm still going to try and hang out at Palomino on Thursday night starting at 5pm, so if you're reading this and you're local... come on by!