knight rider

Today I went to see the unveiling of the new KITT cars for the Knight Rider TV movie.

I found out about event last night about 12 hours before I had to be there this morning-- kind of short notice, but I figured it would be a worthwhile event because even though Jalopnik requested I make it, I would be able to get enough footage for a Defamer video, too.

I know nothing about cars whatsoevs. In fact, I hate driving so much that it's set of total meltdowns and panic attacks. I never got over that feeling of being uncomfortable behind the wheel (although that could be because I practically sit on it. That's right: I'm one of those people who pushes their seat waaayyy up, and I'm 5'8". It's not normal looking.) My questions were generally retarded and although I stuck to similar topics to make editing go faster, I wasn't sure if anything I was asking about was correct/interesting/appropriate. I wish I had probed the Ford PR guy a little more.

Also, I've decided it's totally OK if someone thinks I'm retarded as long as I get my footage. I realized that when I was watching my footage capture and I thought that if I looked as ridiculous as I sounded, no one would ever take me seriously (and I know I looked as ridiculous as I sounded because I was wearing metallic purple leggings at 9:30 in the morning) and then I had this moment when I was watching this one dude talk to me, and he looked like an asshole, kind of. Seeing that I could bring out the asshole in someone really got to me. I suppose if it wasn't work related, I would feel bad, but I felt like I was able to get under his skin without him getting mad at me, and that probably means that I hit a nerve, and that probably means I'm pretty fucking awesome.

I think my pieces turned out pretty well.

Watch the Jalopnik video here and the Defamer video here.

Everyone that I spoke with was really nice, save for a few awkward moments in which it might have come through just a smidge that I have never seen even a minute of Knight Rider in my life... and I neglected to read the tip sheet once I found out that Sydney Poitier, daughter of Sidney Poitier, was going to be there. Since I figured that was the closest I would ever get to Oprah (OW-GK+SP=BFF), I spent 10 minutes thinking up questions about the molestation in the South African school and Jessica Sienfeld and of course the election. When they finally came out I was too afraid to talk to her first and then completely missed my chance because she was swarmed by other people. It's OK, though. I have a feeling my line of questioning would be particularly unappreciated.

The song in the Defamer video is  "Destination Overdrive" by Chromeo. 

What did you do today?