First, I was born. I don’t remember it, but qualified experts have assured me that it happened. Later my parents saved up to buy me a Nintendo, which I loved. We couldn’t afford cable, though, so I watched MTV at my Grandmother’s house after she’d go to bed. She thought I was watching Nick at Night.

 

I went to grade/middle/high school and learned some stuff. Some of it I remember. My history teacher said, “Those who ignore history are doomed to repeat it.” I remember that. I’m not sure if he meant History or history class. But he was a great teacher and taught me to love learning. (Thanks for that, Mr. Martin.)

 

I went to college and learned more stuff. Some of it I remember. One class met bright and early at 7am, and on the first day the professor said, “The world is run by tired people.”  That is the truest thing he said.

 

I worked as a production assistant for WTOC-TV (Channel 11, Savannah’s CBS affiliate), which was particularly cool because my grandfather had been a program director there decades before. I worked as a video production coordinator for General Electric, and I met Jack Welch. I worked as the producer of a syndicated weekly religious talk show. I met Kirk Cameron and that one woman from Facts of Life. No, not Mrs. Garrett, unfortunately. The other one.

 

I worked as the creative director of a small video production company. Then I freelanced. I traveled to Paris to shoot a documentary on haute couture and met some insanely interesting people. I moved to Nashville and worked in and around the music industry and met some insane and interesting people. I moved to New York City and met some insane people. (They were interesting, too.)

 

Since then I’ve produced, directed, shot, edited, written, designed, photographed, acted, planned, schemed, succeeded, failed, learned, loved, lost, failed again, learned again, and I’m still at it. 

 

Now I'm living and working in Los Angeles, writing and producing feature films and television projects. 

 

And I finally met Mrs. Garrett. She's a national treasure.