Taking it for Grant-ed

So lots of exciting news this week!  Filming actually managed to be completed this past Saturday!  So, much rejoicing on that front!  There are still some reshoots to be done but that is a dirty shameful secret not meant to be talked about in polite society.  Max has completed the initial cuts of the various voice tracks, and Laura has begun to kick ass at the editing proper.  Even Emily has contributed this week via creating a proper headshot instead of using a photo of her cooking pasta.  As such I have stolen it as my thumbnail for this post to... teach her a lesson... or something?  I'll think of a reason later.

So all in all things are going quite well and without further ado, I shall present to you the interview with Grant.  So sit back and enjoy, while I go look up the technical definition of "ado" and come up with hypothetical scenarios where we'd want the ado to be furthered.

 

 So Grant, out of all the other founders, I have had, by a wide margin, the least amount of interaction with you.  Would you care to take advantage of this by fabricating grandiose facts about yourself that I will be unable to call you on?

[This question appears to have gone unanswered, likely for tax purposes -ed]

Give us a run through on what your various roles on Hamlet have been.

 On the Hamlet project I've been an animator as well as a writer for our webseries, Intermission, which follows heightened versions of the founders as they go on adventures, all while examining and discussing the literary elements in Hamlet.

Please translate the story of how you met your Stage Left Studios co-founders into an allegory from the point of view of cocktail shrimp.

Once upon a time there was a lonely cocktail shrimp who dreamed of being an actor. But alas, he was just a lowly cocktail shrimp and the only future for him was being in a fat guy's stomach. Until one day, when he met a fellow cocktail shrimp with flowing locks of ginger hair who also wanted to be an actor. Together they discussed crazy ideas of forming an acting company together, but neither of them knew where to begin. Then one day, they met two other cocktail shrimps, one that knew how to make amazing costumes, and one who was a born leader of shrimp who liked their crazy ideas and decided that all together they could form an acting company! Unfortunately, because they were four shrimp now, they technically qualified to make a prawn cocktail dish, and in the end they were eaten by a 50 year old British woman named Margaret Poppy Seed who has 9 cats and horrible arthritis of the back. The End.

On a scale of 1 to 10, list the level of anger you feel at the fact that I am unable to ask you relevant or insightful questions.  With 1 being fairly pissed, with 10 being no-longer-in-control-of-your-actions blinding rage, and due to a calibration error, 7 being perfect calm and serenity.

 

I like the number 7 because it eats other numbers and has some dark undertones, so I'm going with 7

 

Please tell us about the future project you’re most excited for.  Keep in mind you’re required to censor any words that are not: indefinite articles, conjunctions, or happen rhyme with one or more types of fruit.

 

Pineapple, Kumquat, Melon, Plantains, Snoozeberries, Mid Summer Nights Dream!!!

 

As the member voted most likely to secretly be a walrus, do you feel a certain amount of kinship to Paul McCartney?  What is the current geopolitical standing between walri and ocelots?

 

Paul and I had a falling out a while back. It's a long story, but basically he started hanging out with my friend Greg who may secretly be an Orca Whale and it just got really awkward. I think

the current geopolitical standing between the two is strong, as long as those ice caps keep melting then ocelots and Walri will practically be next door neighbors! And that'll be great for race relations. 

 

 

 

So Grant, out of all the other founders, I have had, by a wide margin, the least amount of interaction with you.  Would you care to take advantage of this by fabricating grandiose facts about yourself that I will be unable to call you on?

I would actually, thank you for the opportunity.  I feel that you should know that RODENTIA OF THE TACOBELL PANTHEON alllllll is solicitation, remembering remembering remembering past is to TULIPs as the underwater paints agonized satisfaction.  Let us eulogize personification for disembowelment mantles iNeXoRaBiLiTy.

 

Give us a run through on what your various roles on Hamlet have been.

In addition to voice acting, general purpose animation, my primary role has been that of writing the scripts for the companion videos.  This is a process that entails knnnnnnniiiiiives KNIVES IN EVERY PORE OF EXISTENCE.  Measure treasure pleasure, it cannot stop coming for you and all you STAND FOR which is MOLTEN HYPERBOLE.  Falling falling, all falls when the walls are built from monetized despair.  MUTILATION SALVATION Mutilation Salvation mutilation salvation muta

 

Please translate the story of how you met your Stage Left Studios co-founders into an allegory from the point of view of cocktail shrimp.

Now, that is a silly question, but I appreciate the opportunity to think outside the box of SOULS.  The box is filled with the creamiest emptiness of our recollection.  THE GREATEST HOPE IS DESPAIR, stabbing stabbing always stapping, hatred is the fertilizer from which nachos grow.  TRALFAMADORIANs are like swallowing steel wool attached to an acidic sheep.  KILLKILLKILLKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILLLL, robust invocations.

 

On a scale of 1 to 10, list the level of anger you feel at the fact that I am unable to ask you relevant or insightful questions.  With 1 being fairly pissed, with 10 being no-longer-in-control-of-your-actions blinding rage, and due to a calibration error, 7 being perfect calm and serenity.

Oh, I think I’ll take the 7, I feel like I can produce enough relevant and insightful for the both of RUNYOUFOOLS the answer isn’t excavation but escalation crushcurshing CRUSHING US. Rollerderby calculus cannot solve THE APOCOLYPSE only the anonymous picklers can uproot an anthill from the bark of yggdrasil.

 

Please tell us about the future project you’re most excited for.  Keep in mind you’re required to censor any words that are not: indefinite articles, conjunctions, or happen rhyme with one or more types of fruit.

A Snapple bear and dairy beaches.

  

As the member voted most likely to secretly be a walrus, do you feel a certain amount of kinship to Paul McCartney?  What is the current geopolitical standing between walri and ocelots?

Ah yes, I saw Daniel had voted me such, my reaction was along the lines of WATCH WORDS, these will be the watch words watch words, watch them always watching us with their WATCHES.  A solution can be dissolved but isolation lasts for an eternity in the broiler of your SOULllllldusk dusk is coming to eclipse our Winnebago of malfeasance.

Thank you for the opportunity to share my thoughts and for giving people an opportunity to get to know me better; it has been fun.