i just got home from a long goddamn weekend. my friends asked me to sub in for their camera man on friday for coverage of the wizard world texas con. friday we got to interview gareb sheamud, paul dini, and JOE QUESADA. my head exploded when our producer said we were going to interview him.
the rest of the weekend we tried to get interviews with lou ferrigno, jason mews, and kevin smith. oddly enough all three of them were impossible to get as was peter mayhew because he was under contract still.
1am saturday night, me, stephen, and nick went to the IHOP to write some material for a side project we have called Wolf Tickets. after we ourdered our food a group of cholos and their girlfriends come in and get seated in the booth next to us. i figured from how they were hitting on the waitress that they were in for some food after a good set of drinking. one guy happens to talk at me for some reason. maybe his machismo meter was getting too low. i told him to leave me to my coffee and he gets up wanting to start shit. somehow he manages to knock everything off of the bolted down table he was at and tries to take a swing at nick. his friends drag him out and someone from their group appologized. had i been having a bad day, i would have probably hurt the guy pretty bad.
sunday's shoot was mostly uneventfull. there was a line around the block for people to buy tickets for the kevin smith q&a session.
we'll get you next time, kevin smith and jason mewes!!! *evil laugh*
the rest of the weekend we tried to get interviews with lou ferrigno, jason mews, and kevin smith. oddly enough all three of them were impossible to get as was peter mayhew because he was under contract still.
1am saturday night, me, stephen, and nick went to the IHOP to write some material for a side project we have called Wolf Tickets. after we ourdered our food a group of cholos and their girlfriends come in and get seated in the booth next to us. i figured from how they were hitting on the waitress that they were in for some food after a good set of drinking. one guy happens to talk at me for some reason. maybe his machismo meter was getting too low. i told him to leave me to my coffee and he gets up wanting to start shit. somehow he manages to knock everything off of the bolted down table he was at and tries to take a swing at nick. his friends drag him out and someone from their group appologized. had i been having a bad day, i would have probably hurt the guy pretty bad.
sunday's shoot was mostly uneventfull. there was a line around the block for people to buy tickets for the kevin smith q&a session.
we'll get you next time, kevin smith and jason mewes!!! *evil laugh*
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Don't slap me!!!
[Edited on Nov 28, 2003 1:08AM]
I was in a Waffle House one time, and a guy was trying to figure out the juke box, and he had a strawberry waffle on a plate swinging it around as he drunkenly swayed. The people working asked him to sit down because they did not want him to spill his waffle on someone. A reasonable request. The guy goes nuts and tried to fight everyone in the place.
Wow, that story was long.