Kill 05 and CHARGE 2006!

Last Updated on July 28, 2021

At every end of the year I try to share some stuff about my life with you that goes deeper than blow job quips and gory goods. Today is that time of the year again! You don’t give a shite, fine skip this story, I don’t blame ya! You give a or half of a shite! Read on!

2005 was one of my better years on a professional level with the site rocking hard and my work outside the site also starting to kick in stronger. I’m inching forward! Yes inching…nothing wrong with that as long as its forward, I’m not complaining.

I also traveled a lot in 2005 which is something I love to do. On the negative side of the coin, The Grim Reaper was in my fold with Death knocking on many doors around me, including mine…read on for details as to my 2005!

ARROW’ TOP 6 POSITIVES AND NEGATIVES MOMENTS OF 2005

POSITIVE MOMENTS

Christian Viel and crew directing me on PK.

.Getting PAIN KILLER made was definitely the highlight of my year. I wrote, co produced and starred in the film and I loved every damn second of doing the film. From its beer laced inception, to its arduous development, to its painstaking pre prod, to its adrenaline charged shoot…I felt so alive during this process…more alive than ever.

What a rush and for me a personal accomplishment. I REALLY couldn’t have done it without Producer/Director Christian Viel; who brought in his vast pool of knowledge to the game and made the film happen. I was also very blessed with gung-ho actors and a badass crew for the most part who busted their ass for the film. Thanks guys! We’re in Post Prod right now and the film will be ready for 2006.

.Having totally adored the original SAW; I never would’ve thought in a million years that I’d be in SAW II. Well it happened; sure my screen time was minimal and so were my lines (all two of them) but for me it was blast to be in the sequel to a film I loved so much and my 3 days on set were mucho stimulating.

.I directed my first MUSIC VIDEO this year for GASOLINA by DADDY YANKEE. Although I can’t stand that f*cking song and the shoot was a freaking battle and a half; I pulled through, was a better man for it afterwards and proved something to myself…I can work in the worse conditions and still come out on what I consider to be “on top.”

Me, Daddy Yankee and the GASOLINA girls.
Bad song, tough shoot, great experience.

.I had never been in France before; so hitting the SOUTH OF FRANCE for the CANNES FILM FESTIVAL was a f*cking blast! Not only was the setting gorgeous (ocean, architecture) but I was well surrounded (my good bud JoBlo was backing me up), met great peeps, stood inches away from Mickey Rourke, got the eye from Brittany Murphy and even walked the red carpet with George Romero there. Great times!

.I went camping in MAINE with a good friend and it was amazing to go on a trip that had nothing to do with business. I really appreciated the simplicity of my week there. I lived in a tent, went ocean kayaking, had steaks on the fire, read a book in a hammock…I know it sounds dull but it was so stress free and simple that I relished every second of it. Must got camping in MAINE every year!

. Of all the Film Festivals I have attended and all of the places I have been the SITGES FILM FESTIVAL had to be one of the most beautiful and eventful ones. The setting was awe inspiring, the movie selection was on the money and the mingling was tops (Got to meet Tarantino!). Great times all around, I can’t wait for next year!

I love you Sitges!

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NEGATIVE MOMENTS

The cottage that tried to kill me!

.I came inches away from DROWNING this summer. I rented a cottage with friends and on the first day I went swimming in the lake. Long story short; my legs cramped in the middle of the lake and I started going under. I cried out for help…but my stupid friends thought I was kidding (like I would joke about that) so didn’t offer any assistance even after yelled a million times “I’m not kidding you f*cks!”. They went as far as waving off a couple of concerned neighbors (who had a canoe) who were willing to come save me by saying “Its okay, he’s just kidding”. After much crying for help, going under and panicking I realized that nobody would save me and that I was going to die. So I gave it a shot, I regained my cool and managed to swim back to the shore with solely my arms. I don’t know how I did it where I was pooped beyond belief; I call it will to live.

But it wasn’t over. On the second day at that damned place, I went swimming again in the morning but stayed by the peer this time. When climbing back up the ladder to get out of the lake, the bottom step broke and I fell down “clean” SMASHING MY CHIN on the peer in the process. My flesh split open and mucho blood spurted out. I went to the only hospital around and figured out that I would be spending my day there due to a long wait. I said f*ck that, bought bandages, rolled them around my head and spent my final day at the cabin getting drunk with my “friends”…all bloodied up. I got stitches the next day. NOTE: That cottage had it in for me and now that I look at it again (picture above) it kind of looks like the Amityville house…creepy…

.At the end of the summer, my FRIEND GARO got beat to death with a lead pipe in front of my place at 11PM. He left behind his 2 year old son and his family. He was a good dude, had a great sense of humor, was very giving and was the only one I knew that surpassed me in the partying department. RIP bud, I’ll miss our long existential conversations.

RIP Garo! You were “The Man”!!

.Talk about incredibly sad. MY UNCLE PAUL DIED of prostate cancer this year. What makes this story worst is that he was a REALLY good man, an amazing father to his three sons, a loving husband and a good Uncle to me (He was always there for me when I got in a jam). He had been a Police Officer for over 20 years (Was Chief of Police at one point) and he finally retired; bought a Condo in Florida and aimed to reap the fruits of his labor…and then he got hit with cancer…and then he slowly faded way. His passing and the circumstances around them re-enforced for me that life is NOT fair and that yes it seems that the good die early and the evil lives forever. RIP Uncle Paulo! I love you.

.Another cabin in the woods that I rented, another party, another lake, another near death experience. On Halloween (of all times), A FRIEND OF MINE COLLAPSED and started convulsing by the lake after too much drinking . I thought she was going to die and it was the scariest thing I’ve ever witnessed. So I picked her up and got her back to the cabin where she went in and out of consciousness and rambled incessantly.

I put blankets on her, force fed her and made her drink lots of water. I then stayed up all night as she slept; watching over her to make sure she wouldn’t convulse again and choke on her tongue or something. Three days later; back home; she felt ill. I took her to the doctors and it winds up that she had not been taking care of herself for the year hence her body shut down in order to protect itself. I was told that if I hadn’t fed her and all…she would’ve died…freaking traumatizing! NOTE TO SELF: No more parties at cabins in the woods for me.

.My best friend JOBLO aka Berge Garabedian was STILL FIGHTING HIS HEALTH PROBLEMS this year, being “home bound” most of the time and seeing a ridiculous amount of doctors (like over 12) which put a “hold” on his life. Knowing the kind of man that he is (a f*cking great one, selfless, hard working, giving, smart… I can’t praise him enough) makes it all that much harder from a bystander point of view. Berge deserves BETTER than having to deal with this crap. But as I said before…life is just not fair and that’s a fact we all have to deal with. He did get a pinch better this year, so that’s positive, here’s to him getting even better in 2006! Cheers Jo! My positive joo-joo and prayers are with you!

.Producer GREGG HOFFMAN (SAW-SAW II) PASSED ON. He was 42 years old and at the height of his career. I had known him for two years now, partied with him in the past and was doing business with him in various capacities outside the site. We had a good working relationship, he was a man of his word, helped the little guy and he was one of the only dudes in Hollywood I believed in. RIP GREGG and God bless your family.

Me and Gregg Hoffman; you left us too soon man!

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And that was that on that in a nutshell for me! I hope that you’ve all licked your 2005 wounds and are gearing up for 2006 with your M-60 fully loaded. This year I’ve learned to appreciate life more. We’re not invincible, the time we have is precious and I’ve made a conscious decision to relish it and the people I hang with.

Work wise; well its a constant obstacle course; jumping through hoops to attain those moments of “fulfillment”; but that’s not negative; its just the way it is. I’ve accepted that this year as opposed to getting pissed off and frustrated by it and it has made striving for my goals so much more easier. 

With that said; THANK YOU ALL for still reading, digging and supporting the site! Mucho appreciated from this jerk and his FINE TEAM!

Enough yapping, time to party right! Go get laid, drunk and enjoy the company of friends and family! 2005 is over and 2006 is about to begin! LETS KICK ITS ASS!