
I meant to post this photo last Friday to coincide with Cordell’s half-ass car jump and full-throttle temper, but I ran out of time in my haste to hit the road bright and early for La Jolla (it’s leopard shark season in the shallow coastal waters there, but if you arrive too late in the day they head further offshore due to the beach crowds). Anyway, this photo was taken during the filming of jackass number two. Cordell is, as previously mentioned elsewhere, our sound guy, and here he can be seen doing one of the more dirty aspects of his job on jackass: rigging lavaliers to the most discreet possible places on guys wearing the most indiscreet possible clothing items (in this particular instance, Chris Pontius’s jock strap). This isn’t exactly something he enjoys doing, either, since he’s about as far from the city limits of Gay, Michigan, as you can possibly be. Hence his over-the-shoulder “you fucker” glance at the sound of my goddamn camera shutter. Speaking of which, with all the technological developments and space age shit going on in the world, you would think someone would’ve devised a “silent shutter” for the SLR by now. I mean, what do all those shitheads go to MIT for, anyway, if it’s not to make life easier for the rest of us dumbasses?
(photo by Sean Cliver; Van Nuys, CA; 2006)