Found out a bat had somehow gotten into our home when it flew over my shoulder and scared the piss outa me. No idea how long it had been there, or if it ever touched me or anything, but you bet your ass I chose to get the shots. Good thing too because when we caught the thing? It had rabies.

Like man, my career only exists in the way that it does now because a production designer was googling "realistic pokemon" and found me. If he could have just had a machine spit that out, I never would have gotten a job. This is a major issue hitting artist discoverability.

Oh, I just saw this at a theatre showing back in october! had a GREAT time with it!