The Big Cheese

My brother Rick, a.k.a. Preacher Jenkins (no, he’s not a preacher — it’s a long story, if you get me and my brother drunk enough sometime we’ll tell you the story, or at least make one up that’s reasonably entertaining, and did we ever tell you about the time that…)

Where was I?

Oh, yes. My brother Rick, a.k.a. Preacher Jenkins, has gotten into filmmaking as a fairly serious hobby, and has finally put a couple of his films on YouTube. This is my favorite of his so far, The Big Cheese. Obviously I’m biased, but I think it’s very cool in a non-linear sort of way.

Video after the jump. Or you can watch it full-sized on YouTube itself.

Side note: Insanely observant readers of this blog may recognize Bubbly Creek as the site of my Blasphemy Challenge video.

(BTW, I’m also very fond of Rick’s Pulaski Vs. Pulaski movie, but I think that’ll be less interesting if you haven’t lived in Chicago.)

The Big Cheese
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3 thoughts on “The Big Cheese

  1. 2

    Weirdly enough, that’s my dad. And yes, the resemblance to Ronzo is eerie. We have a photo from our wedding of the two of them together, and they look so much alike it’s unsettling.

  2. cl

    Wow! That’s amazing..good word on kicking the pneumonia. I’m thinking by June i’ll be better as well. Last thing I remember was them saying, “You’re going to feel like you took a shot of tequila..” Then after a moment of me laying there eyes wide open, they said, “Hmm..looks like you need another.
    A bottle of oxycodone later and I’m still hurting. Never realized the clavicle twists essentially during any motion generated above the waist. So when it has a four inch fixed pin running through it, every twist, turn and lift pits sore, refusing, semi-malleable bone against solid, cold steel.
    It’s still great though all around. Disability ain’t bad. Funny, General denies me over a $20 X-Ray copay bill, and St. Mary’s totally absolves 30,000 in surgery bills. I got the letter today: $0.00
    Depending upon one’s worldview i’m lucky and/or blessed!
    and you’re paps seems like a cool, old-fashioned american hippie dad, like mine

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