Squeak Gay has absolutely nothing to do with this, but I saw his/her/it's truck on the road and I felt the need to share. The weirdest part is that there are no Google results for Squeak Gay Construction. Zero. How is that possible? Not even a phone number? The one thing I do know is, if that was Squeak behind the wheel, he looked like he meant business. The mystery deepens. Anyway. ...Onto the news!
As promised in our last post, production is afoot! The Danville Lawnchair Film Festival is just around the corner and that means the WSF Gang must be doing some completely alarming and slapdash production work. (Timeout. Slapdash! Use it. Today.) A shoot of major proportions is going down in Danville proper on Saturday (April 14th) and let me say, we've done some ridiculous things before but this is...a game-changer. And I just hope people will be able to discern the immense love and admiration this project was born from, despite its assured high-level insanity.
Now, here's the cool part: amidst shooting on Saturday, Allen and I will be tweeting our progress as we go. We'll try to bring you some of the goofiness that we get to experience on these shoots and even send out some pictures from the set. Some very carefully framed pictures. Possibly a peek at the people starring in this thing and maybe the most clever of you will be able to guess what we're up to. (Be assured, if any of you guess correctly, we will vehemently deny it.)
Now, you might be wondering, "Hey, how do I follow the fun on Saturday and receive these tweets you speak of?" My friend, I'm glad you asked. I am glad you asked! It is easy enough; just head to the Twitter machine and when you see @wsf_allen and @wsf_scott, click Follow. Hey look, I made our names into links. How convenient is that? (Also, pay no attention to the last month of tweets. We were both understandably and appropriately obsessed with Kentucky basketball. We will now return to the observational humor and witticisms you pay us for.)
Also, come back in the next day or two and I'll make that completely shameless plea for assistance I mentioned last week.