Wednesday, August 3, 2011

I had a mullet before it had a name

Says Mike Pilcher, a guy I first met years ago at a random Krystal in the Atlanta sprawl.  He was rigging lights to the ceiling tile like some flannelless McGuyver.  Even pulling a 12 hour, 100 degree shoot feels good when the stories start rolling in.

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