The end of an eventful weekend.

Now that was a weekend.

Steve and I left for Aurora, Nebraska around 7:30 am on Saturday morning. Arriving about 9, we grabbed McDonald’s breakfast with Des before embarking on a long, painful journey through the bowels of indie filmmaking over the next 24+ hours. That journey included 100 degree heat in a shadeless cemetery with nary a cloud in the sky, rain wands, blood cannons, spinal cords, girl on girl action, girls face down in mud and shit, Deejay being a hero, Steve sleeping a lot, horrible sunburns, constant sex jokes….and goldfish. Those poor, poor goldfish.  This was the most grueling, intense shoot we’ve had since the waning days of Outpost Doom. I’m surprised we didn’t all collapse from exhaustion. Well, we kind of did. At 7:30 am Sunday morning. When, after I’d been up for 24 hours straight doing movie junk, we finished the weekend where it all began: McDonald’s. Breakfast. I finally crashed in Steve’s truck on the way back to Lincoln. I hope he didn’t take advantage of me.

We’ll have full details on tomorrow’s Splattercast. There is a lot to talk about.

The Motherfuckin’ Round Table of Man is coming….


Yes. That’s right.

When most of us gave up Xbox, it kind of killed the Round Table. The Round Table was originally recorded while playing long nights of Red Dead Redemption poker. A couple months back, we attempted to record one while dicking around on the internet. It just wasn’t the same as being in an intense conversation and then shouting “Fuck your river card 7-2 off suit bullshit, Ronin!” Someday, that lost episode of the Round Table, in which we geek out on Avengers, discuss the existence (or non-existence) of Jesus, and pontificate on…well…whatever else we talked about that night, will be released.

But, now that we’re all getting Xbox Live back for a brief amount of time to play the new Left 4 Dead DLC, I am unilaterally calling the Round Table to order. Poker, long nights, and months of manly awesomeness to catch up on. It will be glorious. And we will talk more about Christina Hendricks. And I’ll find out if any of these assholes were man enough to watch the latest season of Mad Men.

That, and more, coming soon. We’ve got a month beginning next Tuesday. Let’s record some shit.

p.s. If you are new to the site and our various podcasts, you can catch up on the previous Round Table’s right here. Boobs.