Final Day: INTOXICATE 2012: A Surprise Guest

IN: Life




Andddd here we are – the final (official) day of INTOXICATE 2012.

(Sort of. Even though I’m relentlessly going to harass you about YOUR THING for months to come. And I sincerely hope you harass me about mine. Using nice words, of course.)

Anddddddddd, I’ve been waiting for this day to come, because I’ve got a surprise for you.

(Unfortunately the surprise does not include Brad Pitt. Though, did you know that one of our very own TMFproject crew members, an actress, once kissed Brad Pitt on set? I shit you not. Don’t worry, M-dog, I won’t reveal your identity here. But admittedly, I’m still pretty jealous.)

The surprise is in the two videos below.

You have to watch them both–despite their Parkinson’s-like shakiness–or risk being executed by one of my top secret spies, who will surely cut you with a rusty old fishing hook first, because they are jerks like that.

RE: The shakiness–what can I say? I was walking with the iPhone. (And probably dancing a little, because I dance non-stop.) As much as I’d like to think I’m talented enough to walk, hold an iPhone, talk to you, and film the surrounding area while maintaining everything perfectly stabilized, I’m not that talented.

So suck it up, because I think you’ll find them worth a watch.

Note: The first video is me walking through town in Quepos, Costa Rica, where I’m currently living, and where I lived as a teenager, as well as part of my early 20’s. At one point, a man on the street asks me if I want a beer. I’m pretty sure there could not have been better timing than when I was recording this video for you. The second video, on the other hand, is with our surprise guest. NOT TELLING.

Also good to note: I’m not that much of an asshole. My grandmother had Parkinson’s, which clearly gives me full rights to make asshole-sounding jokes about it. Granted, I never met her, but still…it counts.


With that, I’ll leave you with ze videos.

I raise my lemontini to you.

And to intoxicating ourselves with possibility.

And then fucking acting on it.



I can’t wait to see what kind of crazy shit you pull off in this one crazy life we’re granted.

Go big or go the hell home, right?

I know you got this.


With much respect and lots of vinegar (and maybe a donkey?),