Screeching Up A Storm... Of Screech!

Well, no one guessed correctly, so it looks like I'll be keeping that iTunes Gift Card.  (Someone's gonna be listening to the Chicken Little soundtrack when he goes to the gym tonight.)  But as I'm sure you've all figured out by now, our blog's absence last Thursday was due to the fact that we were out shooting the Screech Sex Tape parody.

Now a whole lot of shooting goes into a little one minute video like that, so most of the footage ends up down the crapper. But luckily I had my digital camera on hand, so I can give you a little taste of what you didn't see.

Here I am, doing my best to look like Screech.  It was eventually decided that my face wouldn't be shown in the video, because I look nothing like Screech.  I'm still not sure if I should consider that a compliment or an insult.

In an alternate ending of the video, Roadblock came out as Screech's robot.  Maybe you'll get to see it when the 25th Anniversary Platinum Edition DVD comes out.  By the way... that's our director, Slippy, in the background making some movie magic.

And finally here's the only member of the Liquid Generation who might actually look better in lingere than Helga: Casey.  (I know you see her in the video, but come on.  She's more than worth a second look.)  Casey was a blast to work with, and of course, I don't mind going around telling my friends I spent a morning in bed with her -- I just omit the stuff about it being for work and me pretending to be Screech.