Save The San Acitos Dirt Shrew

The endangered Dirt Shrew.

We, nature's soldiers, will fight until it's off the endangered list.

September 2nd - October 17th
As usual I can't really delve into the specifics of the following. But know this fellow readers! Know this. It involved a very large house and southern California.

The house in fact, is on the market for a cool $15,000,000.00. Though with today's economic and foreclosure issues, I'm sure you could haggle it to a mere eleven mil.

One of many hallways.

The main living room.

I can't remember how many tv's and bars we counted between the main house and the guest house, but I think both of them exceeded 20.

The house had many unusually large doors.

The outside bar/common area.

If you turned around completely, you would see this. (The house stretches from behind this view to the portion that can be seen in the back left of this picture. It could comfortably live 10 people, each with their own bedroom. The guest house itself is also the size of a typical Los Angeles house.)

The pool doesn't have stairs. It has a walk-in "beach."

There's a grotto placed under most waterfalls.

All of the house lights, thermostat, security, pool temperature, and hot tub controls are on a hand held touch-screen remote.

The Man. The Legend. The...Baduchi.

Strike a pose.

A back-lit "bagel."

The audio team, as usual, keeps up with the latest trends. It's the look that says, "I roll my own," as well as, "Chest hair is back in."

Note that the grip's arm is the size of the camera-man's leg.

Tony's 11 o' clock shadow.

Nothing like a first shoot day spent subjecting the equipment to a dusty field of dirt.

If you see this man, run.

"Drunky McSticks."

Ram Board.

It was the only way we could get him to stay with his camera.

That's how they roll in Vegas. (Top feeders)

Keep him away from your kids.

Baby Brooke wants his vod-kaah.

I didn't realize how much many apple boxes and wedges were leveling that track until just now. Goddamn...

The only man I know that could probably beat a grizzly in a wrestling match.

Oh my.

Mo. Watering the ol' tripod.

"Where is John Connor."

"Eh. It'll probably hold."

Mad Dog with the mean over-under.

Nice hat.

Nicer hat.

Saturday! Saturday!

Bet ya' $10 you can't guess what's in her fanny-pack to support her camera when she's side-shooting.

Team huddle.

Two EXTREMELY suspect men, on the loose.

I like the cut of this man's jib. (Safety first?)

"Do you have any idea how many babies I could fit onto this thing!?"

Surprisingly, he doesn't work there. He's with us.

What's the pran again? I forget.

Ugh. The sun is so goddamn bright. Why couldn't we shoot this in my cave.

He's commin' for YOU.

"Guys. Don't eat the corn dogs."

At this point you're probably thinking, "Man, these guys look like they're always working so hard. Do they ever have time to kick back and have fun?"
Well my friend. I'll let you decide...

A clean tech team is a happy tech team. (a.k.a. "Cleanliness is next to Godliness")

The face of innocence.

L.A.P.D. have a similar photo.

"The Flying Squirrel."

Ammrrrcccaaaaa! (Raise that flag.)

I have no idea when or why this took place. My best guess is they decided to play on a day off.

There's a reason they call him "Secret Haircut" Wayne. (Hint: it's under that hat)

Miss Abbie, and what looks to be the best slice of pizza I've ever seen.

I can't tell if that's a, "What!? We didn't do it!" look. Or a, "We're going to kill you in your sleep" look.
Either way, we should all be afraid.

"Drunky Brewster" shows off the moves.

WipEout HD. Now on PS3.

"I can't...get...this...jar open!"

Seriously. Whose are they.

Grip truck.

The Crafty Crew! Represent!
(judging by the gloves they also run with the Proctologist Crew.)

Coincidentally, he's setting up antenna's to boost the cell phone strength in the area.

Wups. Well...at least she got a sweet belt buckle out of it...

"I. HATE. Snakes!"


Earning the nickname ;)

Oh god. That would be "Man"drew.

a.k.a. "Sasquatch"

'hits the jukebox' "EEEEeeeeeyyyyy!"

It's a work-force program we participate in. Not only do we give these "gifted" people jobs, we also get a great tax break.

Case in point.

"What!? We're not stealing anything!"

"I think the clown convention is in that building."

"Did anyone else just see a clown walk by?"

Old Man John says, "Get off my lawn! Ya' damn whippersnappers..."

Steve, spending a suspicious amount of time with the audio crew. While Dan...is just suspicious.

Oh god! He broke out of his cage!

Don't mess with these guys. They'll FUCK your shit up.


There's a lot of wood going on in this picture. As well as not in this picture.

I promise you will never get a picture of them standing.

"Yyyeahhhh. I just picked this one up at the Getty. It's pretty sweet."

Ah the "starmaker." I'm pretty sure it says something in the owner's manual about idling the engine in enclosed spaces, but whatever. It's not like that's ever killed anybody.

Oh what? Now you're wondering if we ever do anything outside of work? Pffff. You don't even know GIRL. You don't even KNOW.

We go on super-scary haunted hay rides.

We talk about life, while the ocean waves gently carress our naked feet.

We eat bacon filled pancakes topped with bacon...

...and enormous slices of pizza.

Oh! Speaking of food...

...may I introduce you to my friend, the 12-egg omlette.

It's filled with mushrooms, beans and cheese...topped with a red sauce and more melted cheese...and served with a side of 2 enormouse biscuits...and 3 potatoes worth of hash browns.
Oh. And a side of water. I guess.

"Oh wow. There's....there's a lot of mushrooms in this. ...Yup. Definitely still don't like mushrooms."

"I'm-a gonna' eat-chyou biscuit!"

"Ok. I'm starting to feel a lot of pain. Most in the abdominal area. ...Ugh. I think I just felt something rupture."

I only made it about half-way through the meal. But ya' know what. I'm ok with that.
Especially since we were going skydiving right after. (details to follow, in the next post)

Sometimes we dress up super fancy.

Watch out ladies...

...here we come!

Ok...so maybe it didn't get us the ladies.

But at least Plamer still loved us.

Yup. There were a lot of magical memories from that show.


Until we meet again friends...until we meet. Again.

(click here for end credit music)

Pictures were taken on location by John M.

Tonight it's very clear
As we're both lying here
There's so many things I wanna say
I will always love you
I will never leave you alone

Sometimes I just forget, say things I might regret
It breaks my heart to see you crying
I don't wanna lose you
I could never make it alone

I am a man who will fight for your honor
I'll be the hero that you're dreaming of
Gonna live forever knowing together
That we did it all for the glory of love

You keep me standing tall
You'll help me through it all
I'm always strong when you're beside me
I have always needed you
I could never make it alone

I am a man who will fight for your honor
I'll be the hero that you're dreaming of
Gonna live forever knowing together
That we did it all for the glory of love

Just like a knight in shining armor
From a long time ago
Just in time I'll save the day
Take you to my castle far away

The End.


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