Today With My Real Father....

I've been spending the day with my real father....my Mother.

Opal is my Father. My parents divorced when I was 6 years old, and my deadbeat dad had nothing to do with my life. He just cared about himself. My Mother raised my sister and I on her own in the 1970's and '80's; all alone. She showed her ass on stage to jack-offs around the country for 20 years because nobody else would help her. She was on her own...all alone.

She is my Father. My Mother. My best friend.

An Actor's Life

I loved being an actor.

Before I was a filmmaker, I was an actor for 20 years. I starred in over 70 stage plays around the country, and appeared in major television series and major motion pictures. It was poor life, but my life was rich.

I loved being on stage...acting, performing, entertaining....it seemed like whatever city I moved to, if I would audition for a play, I'd get the lead. Whether Chicago....Los Angeles...Vegas...Dallas....Kansas City...Tampa....the list goes on.

I miss those days...they were some great times. But I made no money. I did it for the love of it. Now, I'm doing the same thing with making my movies...not making any money, but doing it for the love of it to get my messages out to the world in film. So, in a way, I'm doing the same thing...just at another level.

I love entertaining people...

PHONE SEX GRANDMA Today in NYC

Well, my first film is still playing the festival circuit....

Today, it returns to New York City. It's playing Newfest in Manhattan's AMC Theater this afternoon. I wish I could be there. It's played gay and lesbian festivals before, and the gays go nuts over this little 9 minute short. I wish I could see their reaction in Manhattan today! I bet they go nuts.

It's amazing what's happened with PHONE SEX GRANDMA in just a little over 2 years. It's played over 40 festivals, is still playing the festival circuit, has won top festival awards across the country, over 200,000 people have watched it on YouTube, and it has started my career as a filmmaker. I'm making more films now, and people are already comparing my work to cult film directors. When my new film THE OUTHOUSE played last month in Atlanta, one critic stated, "Jack Truman could be the next John Waters! He is perverse!"

I love it. This is the message I'm trying to get out there. One of my messages, anyway...

Here's PHONE SEX GRANDMA on YouTube. You can watch it for yourself:



PHONE SEX GRANDMA...woo hoo!

Last Night's Tornadoes

Well...I survived another night out here in farm country.

I thought we might be goners for sure this time.

It was crazy....my tv went out for good last night during Nightline, then my internet was out (this dial-up internet is for shit...doesn't work 80% of the time)...so I was stuck reading Walden on my bed. Then, 10 minutes later (around midnight), the tornado sirens went off. I got Mother and Patches, and we walked down to the church basement. The radio down there was saying about all of the tornadoes around. Finally, about 1 a.m., the warnings stopped and we walked home. All of the electric power was out for the county, so it was pitch dark. Power just went back on here about 2 hours ago. Then, I tossed and turned, and couldn't sleep last night.

It's crazy out here in the boonies....no car, no electric, no public communication, unable to work on my movies right now, or communicate with others...unable to get a job somewhere...but I'm alive another day!