  This post was written later than the day it claims to be.  Camp was to busy to write daily during.  What a huge- mungus day ( to quote yesterdays entry,  I promise to stop using that word)
 Ok,  so Jill ( Tim’ s wife)  was supposed to meet Laura and I at SMS this morning at 9 am.  Well first of all,
 let me give you a schedule of the day.  7: 45 a. m.  Continental breakfast in the dorm lobby 8- 10:
00 a. m.  Field Shooting at SMS 10 a. m.  Return to hillcrest 10: 30-
11: 30 a. m.  Great storytelling ( Jerry Jacob from KY3)  11:
30 a. m.  –  1: 45 p. m.
 Edit SMS assignments ( working lunch)  1: 45- 2: 45 p.
m.  Watch SMS stories 2: 45 p. m.  Plan the “ Big Shoot”
 and load out 3: 15 p. m.  Off to “ Big Shoot”  10:
30 p. m.  Back to dorm So Laura and I don’ t have anything to do with the SMS show,  it is a learning exercise for the campers so they don’ t screw up at the night shoot.
 So Jill will pick us up at 9am to go down to hillcrest and start on sets.  I decide to be a nice guy and wake up everyone in my dorm room at 7: 00 because of yesterday.  I figured this way I can make up for it.  They didn’ t even seem to care,
 it was as if they expected it.  So I go back to sleep and set my alarm for 8: 00 so I can be ready for Jill.  Well it goes off at 8 and I did turn it off.  I didn’ t get out of bed though until I hear Steve Galian knocking at my door at 9:
15.  He is telling me that they have some droughts and juice waiting for me.  Jill is also in the lobby ready to take Laura and I down to Hillcrest.  I didn’ t get a shower yesterday,  I need one today.
 10 min.  later I am down in the lobby and Dave is telling me they left 5 min.  ago.  Damn.  It is not that it is real important for me to be there but I hate looking bad two days in a row.  They will take me down w/
 the other campers at 10.  Ok,  that is fine,  I was just “ packing up”  getting everything “
ready”  to go to hillcrest,  I think they bought my BS.  I get down there and they have done nothing,  I forget the reasoning but I am cool with it.  Jerry will be there any minute and I want to tape his presentation because it will be good.
 I get the camera ready and while doing to Jerry come over to say hi to me.  He is such a cool guy.  I had talked to him on Monday and told him that he has to be the funniest anchor I have ever seen.  I have so many stories of a year ago,  how funny he was.  So he says hi because I am such a fan.
 He starts up and I miss the first couple minutes because of the camera but it looks fine on the tape.  While they edit their SMS packages Laura and I finish our anchor tryouts and I get most of the recording done on my intro.  The critique the packages and they suck.  I am a little worried but these people had little time and I don’ t blame them.  We leave for the big shoot and I am getting nervous because I have no idea how to do this package I need to do and I am just winging it.
 Long story short I follow one group most of the afternoon and help them out.  I throw together some interviews ( thinking I was actually doing a good job)  and finish the taping of my intro.  Now that I have told you all that there was a little incident that happened in the middle of all of that.  One team was a little stupid.
 We told everyone all week to make sure they had plunty of battery power at the shoots.  They brought a battery;  they just left the camera on.  They left the camera on…  left it on.  Common people!
 Then they sit there.  On the side of the road,  just sit there.  The group I am helping and I walk past them and ask what they are doing.  They fill us in and ask me if I have an extra battery.  I reply saying I do but that I need it…
 “ For what?  Well,  lets see…  I need it so that I can…  wait,
 uh,  oh yeah,  USE IT!  They tell me I have no real important things to do and say that I should give it to them.  They ask the group I am helping for an extra battery.  That group lies,
 they have an extra but decided not to disclose that.  So now I have a group yelling at me about how bad of an Executive Producer I am because I won’ t help them.  I just walk off.  The group I am with has an argument.  One of them agrees with me the other is against me.
 What we got out of the argument was that it is not an EP’ s job to stock workers with batteries,  in- fact I shouldn’ t even be on the field.  Also that if this was a real life scenario and they came back with nothing it is not me that looks bad because I would fire them.
 I pass by them again later by myself and they ask for my phone.  One of them has a phone but they left it in the dorms.  I am roaming and so calls were $ 0. 69 a minute but because not handing over the phone would just make me look worse I gave it to them.  They call the teachers,
 THERE IS NOTHING THEY CAN DO!  THEY DON” T HAVE ANY BATTERYS!  So I will quote the idiot using my phone,  “ So he has an extra battery,
 should we make him give it to us?  No,  at this point I felt like walking up,  punching the guy and walking off with my phone.  Instead I stood there.  “
He says he wants to talk to you”  I hear.  Ok,  I will take my phone to talk to him.  Dave is on the other line and asks what is going on,  I tell him the story and Dave tells me I can figure it out,
 that is my job,  maybe they can find someone w/  a battery.  Meanwhile the other two are yelling at me telling me to tell Dave I have an extra one,  are these people really that dumb?  COME ON!
 I tell them they are on their own and walk off.  Later the group I was with cough’ s up the battery and the idiots are still furious with me.  For crying out loud!  I just ignore them.  I now have a new nickname,
 battery hog.  It did get funny that evening though.  We were waiting for team Yellow to meet us and a couple members of my group stood on the Branson strip side by side to the stopped dead traffic and attempted to get people to honk their horns.  It got very funny.  I have It all on tape.
