Locations Meeting
Frankie Versus The Couch
Me in Repose
6AM - Backyard of our Finca
Jack Befriends the Enemy (aka Glasses Killa)
and finally the obligatory weekly installment of our shirtless driver, Manuel
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Thursday, November 4, 2010
The New Finca: A New Dog, Broken Glasses, Sex Shops, and Rekindled Friendships
Readers.
I am appalled at myself for the delay in communique but work has domineered more of my leisure than it previously had. That apology aside, let's not shit around and proceed wildly, henceforth:
(1) We've changed location to a finca on the water that has a dog. While I like the dog a tremendous amount, on the first day whilst at work, he took advantage of my glasses and destroyed them. Below you'll see Jack's failed attempt to put them back together. Said dog in question also has fleas, which may or may not aiding Jack's hair to appear so peculiarly.
(2) While I typed away at the office and squinted through contracts, Frankie continued his scout with the team. Today took him to the police station, where he modeled the following "extras." Pictures forthcoming.
(3) It's been really amazing to reunite with my Canadian producer friend Ken. He and I used to play squash in Cuba and partly inspired me to (try to) produce. Last night we ate street food and drank tequila in plastic chairs on the beach.
(4) We've located the only adult toy store in Santa Marta. Just saying.....
Hasta manana.
I am appalled at myself for the delay in communique but work has domineered more of my leisure than it previously had. That apology aside, let's not shit around and proceed wildly, henceforth:
(1) We've changed location to a finca on the water that has a dog. While I like the dog a tremendous amount, on the first day whilst at work, he took advantage of my glasses and destroyed them. Below you'll see Jack's failed attempt to put them back together. Said dog in question also has fleas, which may or may not aiding Jack's hair to appear so peculiarly.
(2) While I typed away at the office and squinted through contracts, Frankie continued his scout with the team. Today took him to the police station, where he modeled the following "extras." Pictures forthcoming.
(3) It's been really amazing to reunite with my Canadian producer friend Ken. He and I used to play squash in Cuba and partly inspired me to (try to) produce. Last night we ate street food and drank tequila in plastic chairs on the beach.
(4) We've located the only adult toy store in Santa Marta. Just saying.....
Hasta manana.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
An Open Letter to Chris Smith - Part 2
2 November 2010
Dear Chris-
Despite our recent communique, dated 1 November 2010, I entered our fridge last night after a day of duress to cleanse my frustrations with an ice cold Aguila. I reached into the box, and removed the first one. Strategically, your cinematographer obviously dismissed my last missive by wrapping a release around my frosty one. I can only imagine you that you, a man of ethics and accountability, did not authorize such an action.
Regardless, not cool.
Your genocide against trees must end.
As an aside, I need your help convincing Nora Zehetner to be in the film. Perhaps we can discuss over that Something Special that is warranted for signature.
Kind regards,
Nicholas Shumaker
cc: Christopher Thompson
Dear Chris-
Despite our recent communique, dated 1 November 2010, I entered our fridge last night after a day of duress to cleanse my frustrations with an ice cold Aguila. I reached into the box, and removed the first one. Strategically, your cinematographer obviously dismissed my last missive by wrapping a release around my frosty one. I can only imagine you that you, a man of ethics and accountability, did not authorize such an action.
Regardless, not cool.
Your genocide against trees must end.
As an aside, I need your help convincing Nora Zehetner to be in the film. Perhaps we can discuss over that Something Special that is warranted for signature.
Kind regards,
Nicholas Shumaker
cc: Christopher Thompson
Monday, November 1, 2010
An Open Letter to Chris Smith
1 November 2010
Dear Chris,
No matter what you do you will have to personally present me with a release to obtain my signature. Releases planted underneath my pillow, inside of my shoes, in my jacket pocket, and other clever places including in my drawers and taped to my bedroom door will not be signed and promptly shredded. Most importantly, obtaining my signature while sleeping, as was attempted last night by your able cinematographer whose braces inflicted flesh wound seems to be mending well, will not happen (see picture below).
Your behavior is committing homicide against trees, an offense sadly not punishable by anyone besides Vice President Al Gore.
Let's save some trees knowing that I will consider signing when you come down to Colombia and we meet again, akin to Berlin, face to face over a Something Special.
Until then, I remain,
Nicholas Shumaker
Dear Chris,
No matter what you do you will have to personally present me with a release to obtain my signature. Releases planted underneath my pillow, inside of my shoes, in my jacket pocket, and other clever places including in my drawers and taped to my bedroom door will not be signed and promptly shredded. Most importantly, obtaining my signature while sleeping, as was attempted last night by your able cinematographer whose braces inflicted flesh wound seems to be mending well, will not happen (see picture below).
Your behavior is committing homicide against trees, an offense sadly not punishable by anyone besides Vice President Al Gore.
Let's save some trees knowing that I will consider signing when you come down to Colombia and we meet again, akin to Berlin, face to face over a Something Special.
Until then, I remain,
Nicholas Shumaker
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