This day was the most genuine, back-to-basics fun I've had in a long time. I realized watching this video that I should apologize to my fellow man for subjecting them to my out-of-shape paleness. I didn't realize just how far down the hill I had gone. Then again, there's nothing quite like 3 jolly fat guys getting all slathered in H2O.
A heartfelt look at Post-Katrina New Orleans directed by endlessjoe (AKA: Me) and starring the man, the myth, the living legend: Youtube's own "captainpeppito" (AKA: Jason).
Yet another endlessjoe/StubbsPLe e collaboration in the ongoing "Tour of the Bayou" series. Due to weather and mental conditions, this episode is much less informative and much more painful than the last. Go figure.
Join me, StubbsPLee, and TheBlackWesleySnipes as we take you on yet another (and possibly the LAST) tour of the bayou. You'll get to see the madness that is the French Food Festival, and much, much more.
Take away the Cajun accents and the over-the-top absurdity here, and most people know someone like THESE guys. At least most people in the deep south probably do. Proud of the dumbest accomplishments, ignorant to the sensibilities of everyone around them. These guys will probably offend you. Because when THESE GUYS start improvising, they play blue. Sorry.
The music video I directed and edited (along with the generous help of my fellow Wazoo Productions crewmembers) for the band Roseline's first single, "She Builds Casinos".
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Know of anyone else that may need our services? We're cheap. Will travel.
Take a peek into a normal day in the life of me. This is actually the first Vlog I ever did, but couldn't post before due to time limitations on Youtube. Now, it's all edited down and rarin' to go.
Jennfabulous cuts my hair. She's never cut man-hair before. Will it be disaster or triumph? What sort of verbal shenanigans will we get into?! Tune in!
My lack of inspiration and/or time and/or patience causes me to ramble on like a bat-shit crazy old man on a porch. Inspired by digging through old livejournal entries.
Post-Katrina New Orleans is a real bitch. Me, ET (aka: Tootie, aka: Erin), and Jason tried to make a run for some 1:30 AM beignets/breakfast food. Things spiraled out of control from there. When hunger and frustration combine, we get weird and profane. Consider yourself warned.
The buzz phrase these days to justify anything or use as a snappy rebuttal seems to be: "Hey ... it's 2008". Turns out the damn thing works for just about anything. It can change minds. It can change lives. You'll see.
Also introducing ... in his first appearance on the wide world of Youtube ... our compadre, Grimace.
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