My future brother-in-law Mike and his friend Liz are making a documentary about their hometown of Milford, Connecticut. Last night they came over to watch the raw footage they captured at the Milford Oyster Festival. Let's just say that if you enjoyed my story about Monsieur Pissypants, you would love the interviews these 2 got at the Oyster Fest. They managed to find every single freak at that festival, including a guy who had no problem admitting he lived in his car, a guy with a ZZ-Top style beard, and a drunk woman in a pink furry hat who swatted her kids away during the interview and whose nipples pointed through her tank top in very odd directions. One guy ended the interview by saying to Mike "see you at the liquor store!" (Mike works there. The other guy does not).
Anyway, I think their documentary is going to be fabulous. It does actually have a somewhat serious theme: the commercialization of American towns. Check out their website.