I had it all.  A great job, amazing pay, large apartment, and a beautiful girlfriend.  What more can a guy ask for.  That all changed when she left me.

I fell into drafting after I graduated from high school as I, like many, had no clue as to what I wanted to do with my life.  After about 6 years of this, it was time for a change so I decided to pursue my dream of working in the film business.  I went to a school in Florida and graduated with an Associate’s degree in Film & Video.  I felt truly happy in the decision that I had just made as I was getting an amazing education and I had met the woman of my dreams who had all the same goals that I wanted to achieve in film like travel and adventure.  We moved out to L.A., worked on a few films but unfortunately PA jobs don’t pay the bills, so I had to go back to working as a drafter, something I didn’t really want to do while my girlfriend worked at a department store, something she didn’t want either.

We decided that what we were doing in California we could also do back in my home town of Boston as the movie industry has really picked up in the last few years.  I picked up a job as a drafter for a large global company and my girlfriend picked up a job as a secretary for an investment firm.  We were happy as can be until she said that this was not what she wanted to be doing with her life.  She didn’t want to rely on me anymore as I had paid all the bills and other expenses in California and in Boston.  She needed to have her own space and live her life by herself for a little while.  After all I had done, trying for the both of us to make a future together, it had all collapsed.

I was lost but that all changed when I found Jet Set Zero.

I had been wanting to go back into the film business and just by pure luck I found a post for an amazing opportunity that had everything I was looking for: travel, live in a foreign country, and film it all!  I had found my dream job.  I now know that I have to live for me and need some amazing stories to show and tell.  I don’t know what we’ll be doing or where exactly we’ll be but I do know that this is where I’m supposed to be.

Man.  Nothing cooler than this job.  So here I sit, in the town coffee house (there are two, but this is the classy one), laptop in… lap, churning away on a pre-season episode of JS0.  I’m watching the boys scale the icy slopes of Mt. Rainier and work their magic on camera.  I just finished a new design concept to go out on our next merch order.  The ladies, they can see that I’m an artist.  A bohemian artist.  This is a Macintosh, baby.  I’m editing.  Editing film.

Video editing, it brings all the girls to the yard

Remember the “adventure” that all these jokers are embarking on?  In SE Asia?  Sure, that’s cool.  I guess.  I’m embarking on an adventure in western Massachusetts, one that ends with me self employed and creating the kind of art that I have always lusted after — with a purpose, a message, an intent.  And that chicks totally dig.  Brian spent the better part of a year talking me up on this job and I fought him every stage of the way.  “It can’t be done,” “we don’t have the experience,” “there’s no guarantee that it will work,” “I’m scared to put my neck out and do something I really care about.“  Well, no longer.  Here I am — the production lead for an internet startup, working my ass off for the first job I’ve ever been legitimately excited about. 

It helps that I’m drunk.  And that it’s a Tuesday.  At 5:30 in the afternoon.