Behind the scenes

The other night, the Beaver was used as a production office for Lydia and Colby of Proper Villian Productions for their 5th annual Masquerade Ball at Branx in SE Portland. I was stoked the Beaver was of service. I got some fun photos of Lydia getting ready and working at the same time.

Lydia getting Masquerade Ball ready in the Beaver which was the Production Office for the night

The Beaver parked behind the infamous VORTXX <3

Dawn Laderer taking charge

Lydia giving directions and answering questions in her bra

Since I've been dealing with the ongoing issue of leaking for the last week, I haven't been in the Beaver very much. I've been tarping it and getting as far away from it as possible. So having these guys using it made me pay some good attention to it. It gave me a great reason to clean it and put things back in order. It's amazing what a week of entropy can do to an old RV. 

A funny thing happened while on my way to drop it in place at Branx. I stopped to get some quick Thai food from a little cart on Stark and I accidentally locked my door with the keys still in the ignition. Right away I knew my only way in was through the side window that's been held locked by an 18" piece of stick. 

First, I had to get a step higher up (so I could crack the window and use the deer antler within reach to flick the stick out of the windows passage and lift myself self in). So I walked towards this guy, trying to get his attention, to lift me up, but he didn't hear me because he had headphones in. Instead I just followed him into the building he was going into. I was happy to see lots of chairs. I just grabbed one. Never mind the guy. 

The interesting thing about the building I followed him into that it was a plasma donation center. I've never been to one of those before and I know now I never want to find myself in one again. It gave me the willies. As judgmental as it sounds, I couldn't help but to wonder about the quality of blood. These people must have woken up, on a Saturday, and thought 'How can I make some cash and spend my Saturday?' Then they end up at the plasma donation center. But as I write this, I realize my address is currently a Beaver and then I feel bad for judging the blood people. 

Anyway, I nabbed a chair and walked out with it and proceeded to get into my RV. I returned the chair and was back on my way to Branx.

Thank God it was a dry weather night in Portland, which means no worries of a leaking Beaver and the event was a stunning, absolutely seamless, beautiful production.