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It's My Story.
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It's My Story.
I've decided to stop being presumptuous on who could play Pez Outlaw in a movie.
That's just not up to me & pretending it is just seems crazy.
To be perfectly honest, I just don't care who they pick to play Pez Outlaw.
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Whatever choice of actor to play Pez Outlaw they make is fine with me.
Whatever story they decide to tell, I will support any n all decisions.
The project is bigger than choices of actor or direction of story.
If they go into the decade of depression that followed when I wrote Pez Outlaw Diary.
That's another emotional side.
The journey is the story.
I don't think about the things I fear
When it ends, they will seem small
Everything I've ever done has been to end up at this point
The man said, Nothing is impossible
Pez Outlaw only lived for ten years, The story about to be told is about him and really doesn't even use your name. Yet you gave up 20 years of your life to see this happen. By telling Pez Outlaws story maybe we'll understand.
Pez Outlaws story really is about that yearning in all of us for that life we dream of. Stepping out of the lot we are handed at birth in hopes of something better. Born in a cinder block house on the south side, my father hauled burn barrel ash and middle class folks trash for extra money. I dreamt of a big life, one better than the one I grew up in. Though I'm not sure I believed that life was actually possible. In the back of my mind I think I knew I'd just end up in the shop for 40 years like my father.
While working in the shop for 23 years I still dreamed every day of something better. Having that one big idea that took me to the life I desperately yearned for. To my complete surprise my dream came true.
In 1994 I left the shop and Pez Outlaw was born. I started by traveling all over the US and Canada followed by roughly 90 trips to Europe, South Africa and Australia. For over a decade I lived the life I'd dreamed of as a child. Then at the end of that decade this dream I'd built came crashing down around me.
I've spent the last 20 years trying to make sense of it all. I feel at times that I'm trapped in a story that I know the ending to but I'm just waiting for it to happen. I came very close to finishing his story (Pez Outlaw') roughly a year ago when WB optioned the movie.
Now I get up every day and work once again on fulfilling his (Pez Outlaw's) dream. I can't actually tell you why I do this any more than I can tell you why I lived his life for over a decade.
As was the case then, instinctively I do this because I must. I somehow and for some reason feel compelled to do something that I do not understand. All I know is that I must before I can rest.
A 1993 toy convention changed Steve’s life forever. As he tells it, a mysterious woman opened her jacket and showed him a Silver Glow Pez, a Holy Grail for Pez collectors.
Pez Corporate Fraud, Pez Color War, Restitution.
That's just not up to me & pretending it is just seems crazy.
To be perfectly honest, I just don't care who they pick to play Pez Outlaw.
From The PR People About Pez Outlaw #pezoutlaw #ho...
Whatever choice of actor to play Pez Outlaw they make is fine with me.
Whatever story they decide to tell, I will support any n all decisions.
The project is bigger than choices of actor or direction of story.
If they go into the decade of depression that followed when I wrote Pez Outlaw Diary.
That's another emotional side.
The journey is the story.
I don't think about the things I fear
When it ends, they will seem small
Everything I've ever done has been to end up at this point
The man said, Nothing is impossible
Pez Outlaw only lived for ten years, The story about to be told is about him and really doesn't even use your name. Yet you gave up 20 years of your life to see this happen. By telling Pez Outlaws story maybe we'll understand.
Pez Outlaws story really is about that yearning in all of us for that life we dream of. Stepping out of the lot we are handed at birth in hopes of something better. Born in a cinder block house on the south side, my father hauled burn barrel ash and middle class folks trash for extra money. I dreamt of a big life, one better than the one I grew up in. Though I'm not sure I believed that life was actually possible. In the back of my mind I think I knew I'd just end up in the shop for 40 years like my father.
While working in the shop for 23 years I still dreamed every day of something better. Having that one big idea that took me to the life I desperately yearned for. To my complete surprise my dream came true.
In 1994 I left the shop and Pez Outlaw was born. I started by traveling all over the US and Canada followed by roughly 90 trips to Europe, South Africa and Australia. For over a decade I lived the life I'd dreamed of as a child. Then at the end of that decade this dream I'd built came crashing down around me.
I've spent the last 20 years trying to make sense of it all. I feel at times that I'm trapped in a story that I know the ending to but I'm just waiting for it to happen. I came very close to finishing his story (Pez Outlaw') roughly a year ago when WB optioned the movie.
Now I get up every day and work once again on fulfilling his (Pez Outlaw's) dream. I can't actually tell you why I do this any more than I can tell you why I lived his life for over a decade.
As was the case then, instinctively I do this because I must. I somehow and for some reason feel compelled to do something that I do not understand. All I know is that I must before I can rest.
Excerpt from “The Pez Outlaw,” Playboy, April 2015
By Jeff Maysh
A 1993 toy convention changed Steve’s life forever. As he tells it, a mysterious woman opened her jacket and showed him a Silver Glow Pez, a Holy Grail for Pez collectors.
She whispered to him in broken English, “There are many more where I come from.”
“Where did you get it?” asked Steve, hypnotized.
“Direct from factory in Slovenia,” she whispered.
“Where?”
“All you need to know is Kolinska.”
Steve had never left North America because of his intense fear of
flying, but he agreed to go after being prodded by Joshua. They emptied
their savings accounts, ordered emergency passports and on January 2,
1994 soared over the Swiss Alps in a twin-prop plane. “The pilot left
the controls to serve drinks, and the turbulence was unreal,” Joshua
recalls. His terrified father turned green.
It was worth it. In their minds, the streets of Slovenia would be
paved with priceless Pez dispensers. Kolinska turned out to be the name
not of a town but of a nondescript packaging facility. Joshua, the
teetotaling star of his high school’s drama club and a resident advisor
in college, drove them over Ljubljana’s romantic bridges and out of
Slovenia’s capital.
It was a rare adventure for the father and son. “Dad would work so
long and hard that he often fell asleep and crashed the truck. It was a
struggle for him to make enough money for the family,” Joshua says. “He
wasn’t an approachable guy.” Kathy had realized years earlier that
Joshua had inherited his father’s obsessive nature: The teenager bought
M&Ms wholesale and undercut the Boy Scouts’ prices, adding to his
college savings.
But Kolinska was not the Pez jackpot the Americans had envisioned.
The warehouse owners explained that they had a few pieces for sale, but
the real Pez nirvana was a plastics plant in Ormoz˘, Slovenia, where the
dispensers were manufactured. The factory bordered Croatia, however,
where a war for independence was raging. “You should not go there,” they
warned.
Steve couldn’t be dissuaded.
“Which way is it?”
The 100-mile-long freeway to Ormoz˘ was one of the most dangerous
routes in Europe, and the Glews crisscrossed perilously high bridges and
dodged horse-drawn carts. When they arrived in Ormoz˘ the industrial
smog was so thick they could barely see the two-story building, further
obscured by tall pine trees.
A worker led Steve and Joshua across a catwalk suspended above the
factory floor. Below them, thermoplastic machines roared and hissed,
producing dispensers with a satisfying thump-thump-thump. “The
repetition and sheer volume of product was hypnotizing for guys like
us,” recalls Joshua. In a secret laboratory a worker smoked a tiny
cigarette while hunched over the latest Pez creations. A starstruck
Joshua asked for his autograph, and the embarrassed worker said he “felt
like Elvis.” They all laughed, and the worker’s code name was born.
“Elvis was a frustrated genius, a wild card who was always doing
experiments with Pez,” recalls Steve. “But his bosses in Austria always
rejected them. I told him that in America, collectors would go nuts for
these experiments.”
In this plastic Valhalla, shelves overflowed with prototypes and a
cast of rejected characters. Steve sweated with excitement: The pursuit
of Pez had now taken over his life. A leading expert on
compulsive-collecting disorders, Mark McKinley describes this behavior
as “repetitive acquisition syndrome.” “Extreme collecting is a
psychopathological form of collecting,” he says, and it can even result
in “breaking laws, hurting people, going to the poor house.”
Steve ordered Joshua to fetch the cash from their car, telling him,
“Bring it all. Just bring it all.” As Joshua crossed the catwalk, alone
and invisible to the workers below, he danced a happy dance all the way
over.
Elvis showed Steve a Santa Claus dispenser with a black face. “I
nearly fell over,” says Steve. Pez bosses had scrapped the idea, but
Steve knew that Black Santa was the Pez de résistance. He bought as many
as he could carry, filling a military sack with them and a trove of
other plastic treasures.
So when the Austrian guards stopped Steve and Joshua at the Hungarian
border and threatened to confiscate the toys, the Glews fled east to
Budapest, bringing their Black Santas with them. Back in the U.S. the
dispensers sold for hundreds of dollars each, and Steve vowed to return
to Europe, next time with serious money.
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