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This past Saturday was one Mike Tully's 29th birthday, an event celebrated by traveling to the shadiest part of Brooklyn to some random bar called Buttermilk. Okay, so maybe it's not the shadiest area, but then again, I know nothing about Brooklyn. As far as I'm concerned, any place that you can't hail a cab in under three minutes is shady. Moving on...Above, Tully demoing the power of The SquizzleTM. During the first take of this shot, I got it in the eye. ![]() Grellan, after losing his SquizzleTM virginity. ![]() Grazillian and Sarah. Cute like buttons. ![]() I have no idea who this kid is. I do know that the handshake is his commitment to boycott hifiny.com. Suck it, Randy! Correction from Tully: "That guy isn't just Ed, he is singer/songwriter/quote machine Ed...." ![]() IndieWire Wendy and some kid named Ed? Who are these people? Another correction from Tully: "...and the guy with Wendy is the one and only Christof Gebert, sound mixer extraordinaire (all of David Gordon Green's movies, and the new Todd Solondz)." ![]() Me and Tully. Wooo wooo! This is right before I left and walked around for 20 minutes before finding a cab. Fucking Brooklyn. |