So I DID end up getting a call back for the Avril Lavigne "Losing My Grip" video shoot afterall and decided to check it out. I ended up leaving at the lunch break; I was exhausted from jumping up and down and waving my arms around to her shitty song for four hours. The kids were so hipped-out in their perfectly spiked and dyed hair, chain-smoking and talking on their cell phones. The place was a dump, it was freezing, there wasn't enough food for all the cattle, I mean extras. Avril was really cute and it was hard to not just stare at her. That's all everybody pretty much did anyway, when they weren't creating a fake mosh-pit. The camera was so cool that they used to shoot it; it was on a big crane-like thing that swung real low over the crowd and rotated in every possible direction. It took me a while to realize that most of the kids there hadn't been scouted like George and I, but were really actors with agents simply working. That explained why it seemed so effortless for them to dance and get into that lame-ass song. I kept grousing that the song wasn't "high energy" which is what the crew kept asking for during the takes, but I never got a reaction from anybody. What did they care if it was actually "high energy" or not? They were simply doing their jobs, and if there is one thing I can't do is pretend to like music I hate, so I was practically running out of there at the lunch break.

I saw an ad for Minutemaid orange juice that absolutely incensed me: the stupid jingle had male voices singing "Who knows better than a mother?" and the equally stupid slogan was "For Moms Who Know." For Moms Who Know? What the hell does THAT mean? Is every other kind of juice "For Dads Who Don't Give A Shit?" I really, really can't articulate how much I hate this ad.