Our first documented outing before we even had our name yet. I happened to have a camera on loan from another project, so I called up Zach at about 7:30pm and we brainstormed our resources for what to do at 8pm. Our goal was to make a simple short film for an upcoming short film festival.

We shot down a few ideas until Zach mentioned he had a few bags of orange circus peanuts. Seriously? A handful, maybe. But who has bags lying around? Zach does. He loves those shapely marshmallow outcasts and will defend their sugary worth until his dying day (crushed to death by a disgruntled marshmallow circus elephant, let’s hope).

An epiphany ensued and we packed our plan down to Santa Monica’s 3rd Street Promenade. It took some practice and moments of courage-building to really go for it, but we ended up having a blast putting peanuts on people. And I’ll give it to Zach: for all his peanut love, he was much better at giving them away than I was. My skill lied in merely getting my hand slapped away instead of getting punched in the face. Whatever, I had my safety glasses on.

Music for the video was recorded live from the promenade’s ambiance, which is rife with street performers.