That such a monstrous tragedy could occur within the walls of that warm, welcoming home is literally unthinkable. RIP.

Stand By Me, Princess Bride, Spinal Tap... It was one of those experiences you never forget, and I know beyond a shadow of a doubt it happened because Michele saw a moment to create such a memory.

I try to politely decline, but she's absolutely insistent, and urges a few others to join the table as well.

And next thing I know, I'm having lunch with Rob Reiner, chatting with him about making movies in New York City and listening to war stories spanning his iconic career.

Now obviously I'm not going to intrude, so I turn to go -
But before I can, Michele notices me and starts waving me over. "Nick, come sit down! I was just getting up!" she says, and indicates that I should sit with Rob.

I get my plate and look around for an empty chair in the kitchen, only to find that all have been claimed save for a couple around a small breakfast table, where Rob and Michele are eating alone.

Around noon, we break for lunch. There's a catering spread in the kitchen, and people are grabbing seats where they can find them throughout the house, very informal.

Rob and his wife Michele welcomed all of us in like we were family, and it felt more like being at your uncle and aunt's place for a holiday gathering rather than a professional shoot.

if some violation is committed that shuts them down. I remember one time, offering to pay a weed growing operation because one of our trucks was slightly blocking their entrance driveway. They told me to keep the money, and they didn’t mind. Definitely not a common response.

It’s a grow house, and in my experience, there is no harder to clear business in existence. There’s just so many regulations and oversight on weed growing, there’s simply no amount of money that makes it worth the risk of losing your license over the few thousand a film shoot might bring in…

Except, it’s all locked up with no indication of what business it is. Then, 30 minutes of property record searching later, I realize I should have paid closer attention to the sign by the door saying “no cannabis consumption allowed on site.”

1) Back to the Future
2) Jurassic Park Jeep
3) Ectomobile
4) KITT

Kitt is really rare.

And the man says, “oh, this is too much. Ma’am, I’m sorry, I don’t have much money.”

And the waitress says, “Honey, as long as you’re well fed, that’s all I care about.”

The waitress goes back and chats with the cook, and I hear him gruffly say, “I gave him four. I’m sure I gave him four!” But she waves him off and returns with a little cup with a few more strips of bacon.

A little later after that, the man guiltily signals her, and says, “I’m sorry, but was it supposed to be four pieces of bacon? Because there were only three. I’m really very sorry. I just don’t have much money.”

And she says of course, and brings him a bottle. A short time later, she passes, and he asks her for more maple syrup packets, again with that ashamed tone. “I’m sorry, ma’am, I don’t have a lot of money,” he says, and she shushes him and brings him a big pile of maple syrup packets.

He counts out the cost in crumbled bills and coins down to the penny, then sits at a booth and waits patiently.

A short time later, the waitress brings him his plate. A pause, then he asks, embarrassed, “ma’am, I’m sorry, but can I have some Tobasco? I’m sorry, I don’t have a lot of money.”