Casey H. Paul

I went to do a make-up test today for a shoot beginning this weekend. Its actually the next three Sundays at 8:30am. Hours I’m not entirely familiar with. Its fine because I’ll only be there for a couple of hours. Then off to work! Whoa smile time.

But the test was fun though; the character has just gotten hit by a car, so he’s broken his nose, cut his forehead open a bit and has the general “I’ve just smacked the left side of my face on concrete” thing going on. He’ll be coughing up blood as a result of internal bleeding, of course. Sometimes I wonder why/how I know that kind of thing. I’m just chalking it up to the amount of Law & Order: SVU that I watch. Mm Elliot Stabler…

Anyway, I’ve been reading this book called Take A Walk On The Dark Side: Rock & Roll Myths, Legends, and Curses. Its about all the mysterious deaths and legends and whatnot within that world beginning with Robert Johnson. But since most of them are car crashes of some kind I must do two things. One, avoid reading too much before this shoot (because it scares me and I’m a wimp). Two, look up autopsy pictures for some of these people. Hey, it may freak me out but what better way to discover wounds than by checking out the famous ones.|

I watched The Doors last night for the first time in about five years. Curse of the age 27!
  Jim Morrison, dead at 27

  Jimi Hendrix, dead at 27

  Janis Joplin, dead at 27

Kurt Cobain, dead at 27

  Robert Johnson, dead at 27

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