Gormo the Moviemaker

Billy's landlord's youngest son is an aspiring movie maker. He made the Puzzler movie which I posted on my blog. He made the movie I starred in and I posted on my blog. Now comes the Tide Commercial competition video. We can hardly wait for the next entry.

Billy and Gormo submit the following for your review:

My 15 Seconds of Fame

Gormo is also a movie maker. I was an extra in one of his films. I made it to the trailer. Billy can lie there and watch it over and over again. Perhaps you can, too.

Billy's Residence

Billy lives in the building that used to be the high school that I attended. It has long since been converted to a four plex. Will it be long before it goes condo?

Its great that the Crippe family could find a place with reasonable rent when they moved here from Milwaukee but it really sucks that they are on the 2nd floor. My friend Wally is their landlord. They really couldn't ask for a better landlord. They have been living at the old school house building for the past 10 years and I don't believe he has ever raised the rent. He also comes out at all hours to do emergency repairs and has even done some jury-rigging on the lung.

Wally can do about anything mechanical. He even spent the better half of a Saturday recently cutting a hole in the header above the closet in Billy's room so a TV set could be installed for Billy to watch without the mirrors.

Wally belongs to the 'Tool of the Month' club at Mernard's. Every month he gets a new piece of equipment delivered to his door. His shop is so full of equipment and tools, he can barely turn around in it. But, when you need something, Wally has it. Wally is also VIP - Platinum Life member at Mernard's. This gives him valet parking at the store among other perks like special sales and free doors for life.

Wally's youngest son is Gormo and he is following in his dads footsteps. He can completely disassemble a Dodge Intrepid and put it back together again in one day and not have any parts left over. I can only hope that some of those Chrysler spare parts that he finds at various salvage yards can help out if necessary with the lung.

When the building was a schoolhouse, there was the local grocery store across the street and all the boys would gather behind the store building and burn fags during the lunch hour. Some of the more addicted ones even stopped behind the store before the school day started. At that time there was no warning on the side of the pack and no huge taxes. I guess we thought it was all right.

One time one of the upperclass guys took a Pall Mall unfiltered fag and stuck a cherry bomb on the end of it and carefully placed it on the study hall window ledge, having it timed so it would explode during the principals after lunch announcements. It worked beautifully...but our smoking/store privileges were suspended because of that. He would later flush a cherry bomb down the school toilet causing severe damage to the plumbing... God rest his soul!