Recorded yesterday afternoon, Thursday, June 3rd. After listening to this all the way through, I have decided to post the entire thing unedited. I didn’t even remove the two highly embarrassing “brain farts” that I have during the middle of the meeting.
Look. I’m in my 40’s now. I drink weekly. I smoke pot daily. And I’m just plain old and tired. Brain farts happen more than I would like to admit. But I’m honest and transparent enough to post an untouched recording here for integrity’s sake:
(The above audio was recorded under Colorado’s “single party consent” laws.)
I forgot to ask several questions submitted via Twitter, probably because I was flustered about my brain farts. But I have an open invitation to make additional meetings moving forward, so all is not lost. Better to build a solid rapport prior to expending every issue.
If you’ve followed me from before the pandemic, you may already know that I have been working on a 100% solo and independent documentary film about the disappearance of my grandfather in 1987. His story is both enchanting and difficult to believe. It ends, however, in tragedy.
Here is the very first trailer that I mocked up to announce to my audience on an old Twitter account–long since deleted by that service at the height of Trump’s power–that I was beginning real work on the project, rather than just opining and pontificating about it.
This trailer is crude, and not very complete in the sense that you don’t actually come away from it with a sense of the story behind the film. That’s why I decided, shortly thereafter, to craft a better trailer for the potential film. At the time I was flying many drone missions, both for myself and for gig services like Drone Base and SOAR. As such, my confidence was growing and I was really getting a feel for the project. Not to mention that I was capturing some sweet footage!
But I have begun, and paused, and begun and paused this project so many times now that I lost nearly all of my inertia when the pandemic hit, and really believed that the project might be done forever. Until today. Today I had a reawakening.
#TheGreatUntold caught my attention. Check it out here: