So yesterday was just one of those days where everything changes at the last minute but it's all good, right?   I get up early, check my email, still haven't gotten a response from dear Bonnie about me heading up there to help, so I figure I'll get in the shower and take my car for an oil change, right?  Fine.  So I do that, and the guy at EZ Lube tells me that there's less than a quart of oil in my car, it's filthy, there are severe oil leaks all over the place....  I respond that it's a new engine, shove some oil in it and I'll take it to my mechanic.  I ignore all his and his coworker's recommendations for an engine flush, differential jobs, fuel intake system overhaul, etc.  Hey, I understand upselling.  I'm immune.  But I'm mad, 'cause what the heck - it's a new engine, it shouldn't be leaking! 

I call my mechanic.  He says bring in my car, I say "gotta go to LA, I'll bring it in tomorrow."  I call Bonnie - get her dear husband, we decide maybe it's not the best day to assist, I can always come up another day so I drive to the mechanic after all.   He puts my car up on the block, takes a look at the engine - it's clean.  Perfectly clean.  He shows me how clean it is.  There's oil on the underside of some of the cover thingies that protect the engine from the road, as if it's dribbled down from the engine and over the edge of the cover things - but when you put your hand up on the other side - no oil.  There are no visible oil leaks whatsoever anywhere on this engine.  None.

So the new plan is to take the car to Sang for the next oil change and see how low I am - maybe I'm burning oil, maybe the guy at EZ Lube's a punk scammer, maybe I'm leaking somewhere we can't see, who knows.  

So I drop by, visit my husband at his workplace, go home, shoot the cat (insulin, people) and have lunch.  Print up a bunch of headshots and my list of Who is Where, and drive up to LA for some drop-off fun.   And it WAS fun!  I dropped off a goodly number of headshots, updated my list, and got me an edumacation.  Seriously. 

I went to a Big Theatrical CD office and wanted to drop off my headshot.  So there's two rooms - one's got a closed door, the other has an open door with "Actors Wait In Here" sign on it.  So I go in, it's a small waiting/sign in area and around the corner, filling an entire wall, are bins of headshots.  And not just "oh, I've pulled these out and filed these" headshots.  Noooo.  These are messenger-delivered folders of unopened headshots, sorted into big huge mail bins by A, B and C agencies (or so I assume) - the A bins are empty.  The C bins are overflowing.  It was dramatic.  I took my little headshot on home.   Now, I'll still mail it out - but I think I'm gonna try the headshot-as-postcard trick - 'cause I KNOW it won't get opened (at least not anytime soon!) otherwise!   Wow.

On to class, which was fine, then home.  And that was it, that's my day.

Oh oh oh no, wait, no!  It wasn't!   I submitted for extra work on a Law & Order promo with the headshot I call my "Law & Order" headshot - and I got called to work it.   Okay, I was put "on avail" (for background work???) but not booked, and then they called me early today to see if I could fill in for a no-show (which I couldn't, as it was last-minute and I'm in San Diego) - but still!  I had my "Law & Order" shot appropriately named!   And they were very nice and appreciated my willingness to chug up to LA at 7:30 in the morning, so they said they'd remember me for the future - yay!  

Gotta go look up the L&O CD(s) now...   Heck, are they coming back for another season?  Hard to imagine not....