Thank God that is over. Sheesh!
Not that it wasn’t fun. Chester clearly had a good time:
And just what was that? That was a little DVD about me, part of a series of DVDs CK Media is doing about some of the people who work there. One of them would be me. It’s part of a whole thing that goes out to our subscribers, I think. But if I find out any more info, and you want to see me talk like an idiot for an hour, then I will post info here in the future. I make no money off of this, if you’re wondering. (And truthfully, I should have paid THEM for lighting me so well.)
I do believe my high point was when I, while showing how I use an X-acto knife and metal ruler to crop a picture of Dan in a pool, said something to the effect of: "No one should ever see this much chest hair on a scrapbook page." We’ll see if it makes the final reel.
I’m just not a natural in front of a camera. I feel weird. Like I’m talking with Lego bricks under my tongue or like I just learned how to conjugate English THAT day. It’s a WHOLE different thing that v-blogging. I tried to imagine that I was just doing another video blog. Hopefully, it comes across that way, and not like the dreaded Scrapbook Cathy persona. No person should EVER be subjected to that.
But I loved the fact that Chester layed at my feet during the filming. So if you ever see the DVD in the future, remember there was a lumbering, adorable boy at my feet and I was running my toes through his soft, luxurious Retriever hair.
Sigh. Chester goes home tomorrow. I’m feeling a tribute film coming on. Do you think Chippie would find that to be a bit glib of me?
I may just have to see.