It’s A Blast.

I barely flinch when I hear gunshots, but I’ll jump a foot in the air in terror if your landline phone goes off.

It was back to the gun-range yesterday – albeit a different one (SharpShooter, in Torrance) – with my friend Ariel. We actors decided we needed a fresh two-shot (no pun intended) of us, and we did just that:
 
We won’t say how we pulled this off, but you’ll see Ariel behind me with our alibi: there were actually three of us there, including our friend Billy, and we chose to have him get in front of us and record. Mistakes were made, etc., etc. Anyhoo, check out the groovy natural sound design. Billy would have loved it.