Independent films all day with a friend, we laugh out loud about our recent zombie movie, our latest collaboration. We run into his theater buddies all over town. He is trying to convince me to try out for “The Full Monty” which will audition in March. He tells this to all of the friends we meet. Pressure’s on.
Before oyster shooters in the Deschutes Brewery, C. Thomas Howell walks by, looking at us, amused by our slow celebrity recognition radar. Then at dusk, we huddle next to a patio campfire at an outdoor cigar bar sipping whiskey on the rocks, talking about future creative projects, while sparks crackle and swirl into the unknown sky.
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