
Me, Angela, Cara and Atlantic Ocean Kennedy (August 2006).
(Original Intended Date: 9-2-06)
TWO BEACHES
My sisters and I headed out to the beach last week (God, could that sound any more "Lifetime"?). Anyway, with NewsChannel 5's resident meteorologist and pal Bob Metcalfe following us to meet his own family there, we headed east to Ocean City to claim as much of the remaining summer fun as we could. It was a short weekend trip that was really more of a combined birthday trip for Angela and Cara than an all-out excursion. We did manage to fit in some jet-skiing where I scared the hell out of Cara by going about 50 mph faster than she wanted. On a dinner cruise, I kept looking at Angela fully expecting her to succumb to nausea at any minute (pregnant women + fast boats = sickness), but she was a trooper. I also kept up my tradition of running along the shores of the Atlantic at 5 in the morning. Aaah, only at the beach.
Speaking of beaches, I've been cast in a key role in the upcoming gem, SPLATTER BEACH. The film is a bit of a throwback to the old monster movies of the 1950's, although it's set in modern day. Incidentally, while I was in Ocean City, I shot some beach exteriors for the movie. Anyway, so I play Rodney Spinner, a shallow, late twenty-something white/urban/poser bling-bling knock-off moron type. Think Kevin Federline with even less credibility, or, if you prefer, any young white male nowadays. The movie features Erin Brown (a.k.a. Misty Mundae) as well as Erika Smith, Ken Van Sant and Dave Fife. PETER ROTTENTAIL fans (ahem) may get a kick out of seeing the on-screen reunion pairing of Dave and I. While we didn't exactly reprise our roles as James and Lenny, I think we might be making a bigger splash (yeah, pun, yeah) with this one. Always fun working with that guy. SPLATTER BEACH is the first film on EI Independent Cinema's new Camp Pictures label and as from what I understand, it's slated for a Summer '07 release.
Ha! Funny story... Cara told me that our cousin Lynette had recently rented a movie. So here she was curled up under a blanket, popcorn in tow, all ready for a good 'ol fashioned horror movie, when all of a sudden she screams at the screen, "Hey!! That's my cousin!" Without realizing I was in it, she'd rented HELLGATE! Poor, poor girl.