Before I go into today’s adventure, I’d like to point something out. So far, there’s been one constant in these documented exploits: They continue to doubt me, yet, I continue to persevere.
“Zed, you’ll never get the shirts on time.” Oh, you mean these shirts?…
“Zed, you’re not going to drink that 80 degree beer.” Gulp…gulp…gulp…huh?
“Zed, you can’t roll a fake ass movie spliff in ten seconds.” (twisty, twisty…) You’re right, but I can do it in seven. Bitches. Read the rest of this entry »
Devi told me a few weeks ahead of time that we’re going to need a bong for the movie. So, I secure Old Blue, a wicked ass ceramic skull waterbong from the 70s from a friend of mine. You’ll see it in the movie. I boxed up old blue in my trunk and kinda forgot about it till we needed it. When it’s scene time, I pop him out and pack him with (*sigh*) rolling tobacco. Read the rest of this entry »
During the first half of the movie, we’re all continuously drinking beer. Actual beer. (And yes, all the actors are 21 if you’re lame enough to give a shit.) It’s called WarBird, a red lager brewed locally by some cat who’s all about letting us promote it in his movie. And dude, it’s good fucking beer. Read the rest of this entry »
It’s 110 degrees inside this van. No wait…it’s 110 degrees outside. The entire state of Indiana is in a state of emergency. Stay inside. Stay hydrated. Beat the heat.
So what do we do? We park a red cargo van in the middle of a field. In direct sunlight. At high noon. We load it with Ari’s and Keno flows and then get inside and try and pretend like we’re having the time of our lives. Read the rest of this entry »
We start shooting today. Rather than wear the god-awful outfit Devi had in mind for me (she wanted me to wear fucking suspenders…come on!) I opted to cook up some fresh-ass Zed-threads on my own. Thus was created the awesome ass BZTD logo which appears on my shirt in the movie and would later become the official band logo. Read the rest of this entry »
