So Doctor, I've always had this secret desire to do like those acrobats do (or maybe it's just in cartoons?) where I'm lying on my back and I'm spinning someone tucked up in a ball, around in the air. I always threaten to do it to Patty. So as we know if I get something like that in my mind, about the only way to purge it is to film it.
I needed two things: a mannequin dummy and a story. We ended up building a dummy. I traced Patty lying on the ground on an old sheet, and made two copies of it. Stuffed it full of pillows and those foam tubes you use in the pool, sewed it up and wigged and clothed it. The story, we decided to incorporate our upcoming trip to Europe. Patty decided she wanted to be the "stooge" in this one, insisting that the Eiffel Tower was in Venice. (Although she does really know where the Eiffel Tower is, in real life Patty will be the first to tell you that when she is convinced of something, no matter how erroneous, she will NOT give up on it.) So the story was to be that Patty loses a stupid bet and then has to pay the consequences.
Patty is becoming much more comfortable in front of the camera, and it shows: An Italian Affair
