This was the day. Not the greatest shot, but there he is.
Michael Jackson himself, walking into court this morning. I did want this shot, but it was a low priority for me. I had a couple of jobs to do to finish our equipment set-up. We'd done most of it yesterday, so we were in good shape. I got thrown the first curveball of the day when a reporter asked if I could uplink a track for her. We're always happy to help, but she needed the help now and I was 5-10 minutes away from being free enough to safely split my time.
We call it, "crashing". It's usually associated with editing a piece and getting someone on the air when there's little time before the slot in the show we're supposed to fill. I've gotten used to saying it whenever I'm pressed for time. It comes from the adrenaline rush (near panic) of hitting right up against a deadline, but not missing slot.
So, what started as a calm relaxed morning, turned into a situation where I was crashing to get my work done and help out another crew. I won't bore you with the play by play details, but with just a little help, we got the job done.
I like Starbucks, but they have a long way to go before they beat that kind of rush first thing in the morning.
Same shot, but I wanted to show more of the entourage.
Just one more. That same shot, but now you can see the kindly local law enforcement representative telling me to knock it off. Apparently I was violating the rule about taking pictures from where I was standing. Oops.