Bloody good.

My brother and I were talking about the timing of projects I've been working on over the past year, and how odd it is how things come together and go out. Right now, there's a surfeit of blood. To the point that I've been asked if that's all I do. The projects over the next year will balance that out a bit--so casting directors? If you're afraid I only do gore, please reconsider. I promise I can emote without screaming.

Oh, and this isn't my brother. This is Lynn Crecelius. He's an actor. My brother is a kick-ass clothing designer and entrepreneur in Boston. His store, Proletariat, is where you need to look.