I was on a bike ride this morning when a police officer stopped me. “Shhh… they’re filming.”
“What are they filming?” I asked.
“CSI: Miami. It will only be a few minutes.”
CSI: Miami fans, I hate to break it to you: They film a lot of the episodes in and around the area where I live, Redondo Beach, Ca., not Miami.
Sorry about that, Chief.
I waited patiently, remembering that I had about 15 Million Dollar Bill Gospel tracts with me. I jumped off my bike and “mingled” with the crew. “Here’s a raise for you!” I said cheerfully, handing a grip a tract. “You work hard; here’s a bonus!”
The Hollywood crew’s response? “Thank you.” “Thank you.” “Thank you.” Only one man grouchily refused me.
Go ahead, punk. Make my day.
The scene was filmed and I hopped back on my bike, completely out of tracts. Who knows? Maybe a crew member would get saved and a revival would take place in Hollywood. Yeah, right.
Riding off, I had a Coulda had a V-8 moment. There, big as life was David Caruso, the star of the show, huddled in his CSI: Miami jacket.
And I was outta tracts!!!
Book ’em, Danno.