Casting Notices

Now Casting for "The Heart of the Matter"

Looking for ANGELO, male early to mid twenties, sarcastic, warrior, bitter. STIPEND. FOOD provided.

D'OVENT, male early thirties, stoic, business first, master archer and tracker, prefer dark complexion, long hair. STIPEND. FOOD provided.

ISABELLA, female, early to mid twenties, an acolyte in a holy order, believes firmly in her "mission" but rebels against the way she's treated within the order. Sharp-witted and can kick ass as well. STIPEND. Food provided.

BANDITS, male or female, must be able to move well and prepared to fight and get dirty. NO PAY. Food provided.

GUARDS, male, stoic, serious, tall, muscular-types. They say nothing and don't need to. They need to emanate an intimidating personality. NO PAY. Food provided.

Filming in South Jersey (Cumberland County) in November.

Interested parties should email bullbrothers@gmail.com or call 1-888-574-BULL.

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Crew needed for "The Heart of the Matter"

Needed: Script Supervisor, Boom/Sound Tech, Makeup & Costume Supervisor, General Tech, Camera Operator, Craft Services Supervisor, Production Assistant, PR assistant. NO PAY, but meals and DVD copy provided.

Contact Brett at bullbrothers@gmail.com

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Now Casting for "Full Frontal Memory"

Looking for:
SUSAN, F, late-thirties to mid-forties, hard life, develops a strange ability and doesn't know how to cope.
CALLIE, F, early twenties, cute girl next door type, pregnant, led easily by charismatic people, troubled, tired of being ignored.
JENNY, F, late thirties, rough woman, crude, loud-mouth, brash, speaks her mind, I see a teased out white trash blonde
MEL, M immigrant owner of the diner. Master of Misfired English, thirties
Dr. HARTMANN, Susan's doctor, concerned doc, sense of humor.
SAMUEL, troubled man, possible serial killer
CLUMPY, diner patron, detective
BEANPOLE, diner patron, friend of clumpy
JESSICA, a "guest" of Samuel
RED, JENNY's husband. White trash, abusive SOB
ANDY, SUSAN's dead husband
CHRIS, little punk kid - CALLIE's ex and the father of her unborn child
ALMIRA, hispanic female with Chris.

Filming in 2008. Interested parties should email bullbrothers@gmail.com or call 1-888-574-BULL

Funding my next project

I need your help!

I am working on a series of short films (all under ten minutes in length), in the vein of the old sword-and-sorcery epics - more in the style of Conan the Barbarian and less in the style of the crap that filters through today.

I want it to look good, so I have to increase my budget. $20 was nice for Humanity (most spent on pizza), but I feel we need to venture into deeper waters.

So this is where you come in.

I've projected that the cost of the first short to be about $1500. For a small donation, you get your name in the credits and on the official website (which hasn't launched), as well as a free look at the second draft of the script and other extras as I think of them.

If you'd rather not send anything through PayPal (and who can blame you), you can send a check or money order or whatnot directly to me. Just send me a quick note and I'll reply with my address.

Thanks for being a partner in this project!

I must share. . .

Bed sheets

An extremely modest man was in the hospital for a series of tests, the last of which had left his bodily systems extremely upset.

Upon making several false alarm trips to the bathroom, he decided the latest episode was another and stayed put. He suddenly filled his bed with diarrhea and was embarrassed beyond his ability to remain rational.

In a complete loss of composure he jumped out of bed, gathered up the bed sheets, and threw them out the hospital window.

A drunk was walking by the hospital when the sheets landed on him. He started yelling, cursing, and swinging his arms violently trying to get the unknown things off, and ended up with the soiled sheets in a tangled pile at his feet.

As the drunk stood there, unsteady on his feet, staring down at the sheets, a hospital
security guard, (barely containing his laughter), and who had watched the whole incident, walked up and asked, "What the heck is going on here?"

The drunk, still staring down at the bed sheets in amazement, replied: "I think I just beat
the shit out of a ghost."

Helen Keller was a satanist. . .

According to this informative site, just about everyone is a satanist. . .

http://www.jesus-is-savior.com/False%20Religions/Wicca%20&%20Witchcraft/signs_of_satan.htm

Ultrasound and PET scans

So, the PET/CT showed something. A little something, maybe half a centimeter, in the bifurcation of the trachea to lung. An active node. I figured something was there - simply because of the god-awful cough and because it's October. So - we wait and see. Well, we wait and see while stripping the steroid in half, unleashing GvHD to fight off whatever it is - cancer or infection, with a follow up CT scan in November. Two days of halving my roids and I've already begun breaking out in the tell-tale GvHD rash. Still have a cough, though, much like my wife and my son have. But that's really what the bone marrow transplant was about - letting the knew immune system fight off the cancer. So on with the show.

Ultrasound news. . . Nuts. Multiple nuts. ie, we're having twin boys. We're reeling a bit.