The beginning
Well since Shotgun has one upped me and created a journal entry from the high holy heaven I feel the need to create a story that adds to the Shotgun and The Colonel legacy.
I shall touch on the the beginning of this dynamic duo, although in truth I cannot say exactly for sure the moment we first shook hands. Although to be sure it was at Arclight Hollywood both of our former places of employment. The reasoning behind our departure from said establishment is a story for another time, let it be said for now that readmission tickets turning up on the blackmarket had a hand in both of our demises.
In any event I began my employment at Arclight in the Spring of 2002, however the first 6 months were mostly dark days since Shotgun had yet to find employment at, as one Jeremy Catalino calls it, "the fascist theatre from hell." However in November of that same year Shotgun finally fooled the lackeys that run the joint and covinced them to hire him.
It took several months but eventually Shotgun and myself became acquaintances, I even hooked Shotgun up with an extra bit in the movie Squirrel Trap, in which Shotgun quickly proceeded to screw up all continuity by wearing different shirts...
We now fast forward to January of 2004, when the Shotgun and the Colonel legacy was cemented forever in snow and IHOP pancakes. I was set to take a trip to Sundance with Bad Meat Atencio and two ladies whom had acted in a short film produced by myself, however at the last minute Bad Meat bailed on the trip and I realized that taking a trip with these two particular females would quickly spell the end of my sanity, and most likely my life, so in desperation I called up Shotgun at 8pm and pleaded with him to come to Sundance. By the way we were leaving the next morning at about 5am. He hemmed and hawed about class and not having any money, so I said that I would pay for his entire trip. (Desperate times.....)
I think we all no where this story heads. Shotgun agreed to the trip on my dime (he did eventually repay me), and we headed downtown to pick him up, where he showed up to our rental car with a guitar case packed with his clothes. Some of the highlites of the trip including a trip to IHOP where we contested our stomaches in ALL you can eat pancakes, shot a short film with me as the star in my skivvies outside in the UTAH cold and snow....(no you cannot have a copy), and restraining each other from killing the women we travelled with.
So that is it....there were many more misadventures (most of which have become urban legends spread throughout dark backrooms in seedy bars), and many more to come for the Shotgun and the Colonel.
I shall touch on the the beginning of this dynamic duo, although in truth I cannot say exactly for sure the moment we first shook hands. Although to be sure it was at Arclight Hollywood both of our former places of employment. The reasoning behind our departure from said establishment is a story for another time, let it be said for now that readmission tickets turning up on the blackmarket had a hand in both of our demises.
In any event I began my employment at Arclight in the Spring of 2002, however the first 6 months were mostly dark days since Shotgun had yet to find employment at, as one Jeremy Catalino calls it, "the fascist theatre from hell." However in November of that same year Shotgun finally fooled the lackeys that run the joint and covinced them to hire him.
It took several months but eventually Shotgun and myself became acquaintances, I even hooked Shotgun up with an extra bit in the movie Squirrel Trap, in which Shotgun quickly proceeded to screw up all continuity by wearing different shirts...
We now fast forward to January of 2004, when the Shotgun and the Colonel legacy was cemented forever in snow and IHOP pancakes. I was set to take a trip to Sundance with Bad Meat Atencio and two ladies whom had acted in a short film produced by myself, however at the last minute Bad Meat bailed on the trip and I realized that taking a trip with these two particular females would quickly spell the end of my sanity, and most likely my life, so in desperation I called up Shotgun at 8pm and pleaded with him to come to Sundance. By the way we were leaving the next morning at about 5am. He hemmed and hawed about class and not having any money, so I said that I would pay for his entire trip. (Desperate times.....)
I think we all no where this story heads. Shotgun agreed to the trip on my dime (he did eventually repay me), and we headed downtown to pick him up, where he showed up to our rental car with a guitar case packed with his clothes. Some of the highlites of the trip including a trip to IHOP where we contested our stomaches in ALL you can eat pancakes, shot a short film with me as the star in my skivvies outside in the UTAH cold and snow....(no you cannot have a copy), and restraining each other from killing the women we travelled with.
So that is it....there were many more misadventures (most of which have become urban legends spread throughout dark backrooms in seedy bars), and many more to come for the Shotgun and the Colonel.