Evan McNeeley

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My Life Story before I joined SAG-AFTRA

February 10

2024 - March 8th - A truly great thing happened, Steven Johnson called and said that he forgave me for the accident that happened. He spoke to my Mom and she relayed what he had said. It had been so long and a horrible weight on me, my feelings are hard to relate but it has been a terrible emotional experience for me until this day, every aspect of what I think when I think of him trying to get better in the hospital and his family struggling to finally winning a settlement. I am glad they got a settlement. I am so happy he lived and had a full life. I wish him and his family to be free from all the bad things that have happened and for God to give them happiness and wellness and make up for all the bad that has happened. I wish I had spoken to him to truly apologize... I am truly sorry. I wish I had had a million dollars to give him and his family. I wish we had remained friends through all these years. I truly wish miracles for him and his family to be OK... as we deserve to be from living through everything we have lived through. 2022 - March - (last entry) We just past 2/22/22... on a TWOs-day ...there were so many 'two' things that day (or maybe I was just looking for them)... and I ended up winning two dollars on the 'double' your luck scratchie. "Real life magic." My life has been exactly the same since my last entry... and will be in the future but I wanted to note that I am happy as a member of SAG-AFTRA... I just voted in the SAG Awards after viewing the free DVDs (and digital screeners). "Mom says hi!" (or would if you had met her). I am still helping her and she is OK. I use to be married in California for four years and had my own sublet in Sunset Park when I came back to Brooklyn (after my total nightmare break-up). My Dad died while I was living there and Mom asked me to come here to her place... and I could pursue acting in fair trade for cleaning the place (it needed it). Its not as bad as people may think... I have my own room and bathroom in her 9 room apartment (6 rooms, Kitchen and two baths) with a private entrance, southern exposure, unobstructed views of Prospect Park and greenery, W/D... WiFi ...cable... etc. etc.2020 - November. "I joined SAG-AFTRA" (my life is a complete train wreck and I am a physical disaster surprised I still live); I have paid threefold for anything I have done to others and still do until this day (I deserve it) ...but my life was an incredible adventure on both coasts of our amazing country and I get to be in very small parts on Films & Television as some sort of consolation prize for any good deeds and service ...thank you. "My life story here is rated mature" (PARENTAL ADVISORY).2020 - June. "I created Between►press... it is one of the most fun and fulfilling things I have ever done." It is the best hobby I ever had and a long, long way from emailing cool things I saw on the internet to friends in the 90s (how we did it before social media) or from Newport in 2002 taking pics of Bars and Beach girls. I've taken many courses in Journalism to be able to do it professionally and currently have 3 million views of my photos on Google Maps as a level 5 local guide (Dad and many others taught me to shoot from very young). I try to 'keep it clean' in my reporting finds (its a guilty pleasure though) and when taking photos I adhere to the discipline of framing and awareness of light. I take many pictures from the same angle looking for 'something unexpected' ...a 'capture' and I delete about 97% of them... I have deleted all but two or three pics from California 2002-03.2019 - Received my SAG # but still can work 'non union' (I am 'eligible') after seven years... I received my third voucher making me eligible, 99% receive them much, much sooner but I'm in the fabled position of being able to work 'Non-union' while having a # (I don't have the money anyway) ...and I truly love performing. "SAG takes care of you! I want to say I am treated better with the # even though I work NU. Thank you SAG-AFTRA!"2015 - HB Studio (Acting Level 1 / 50 weeks - 5 classes)2014 - Stella Adler (Acting Technique 1 / 8 weeks)

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2013 - Spring. So, less than 6 months starting my newly chosen occupation and being a hero to the Rockaways by bringing them food and water, I got my first (and only ever) 2 week booking on a major motion picture ("The Amazing Spider-man 2"); working consecutive day after day with real money being paid to me finally, as background. I literally made a bunch of friends and was learning / sharing information, improving at a fast pace.... then, I was standing with my prop camera on set, 'shooting the action' (but with a prop) when a female ran into me as I lowered my arm after cut was yelled. I wasn't even sure if she ran into my arm at first... but she came into my space ...I was just standing there. She made a big thing when I said I wasn't sure if my arm hit her... I don't know if she was pulling something but she was sent home after the medic saw her (I found out the next day). She was there the next day so I apologized to her, at first she was nice but then she made it appear I was harassing her to an AD or someone... (she didn't like the way I talked) but I think she was working with someone else too, maybe (a possible lawsuit scam among hundreds of extras that do get injured, especially in Oyster Bay for some reason) ...so I was tossed off set a week and a half later when she didn't show up on a Friday night, it was explained to me by a female PA that I was the reason for that too (that she didn't show up on a Friday night) and insinuated a Male PA or AD (or director or producer maybe) was not happy. Again, she came into my space I didn't run into her. Plus there was something else that made it seem like a scam, a 2nd female dressed in white coat (just like the first girl was dressed, long hair brunette as well) ran into me the exact same way... two times this time, like a second take ...as I was lowering my arm... exactly how the first girl did it a week and a half earlier (both came into 'my space' as I was lowering my arm with the prop camera in it). It was freaky and I was tossed not long after this 2nd time, I tried to tell someone, wrote down what happened and handed it to the PA... where did that end up? (...in the trash most likely, I'll leave it alone). Seven years later I became eligible for SAG when I received my third voucher, seven. There was no overnight success for me... and I made a whole $8,000 total for 2019 ...my best year yet... (I receive room & board in fair trade for maintenance). I'm happy anyone talks to me at all at this point because most don't, for seven years, or they stop for some reason and give me strange looks from then on (I learned people trash talk about me, eventually, along with taking trash about others, it seems... hope I am good company there). I truly love performing though, it's all I have most times on set.2012 - Red Cross Responder (to 'Hurricane Sandy' / 2 day sleepover running a shelter & 3 day sleepover at HQ driving a box truck delivering food to the Rock-a-ways) "The last time I ever drove a vehicle... any vehicle ...haven't driven anything since, not once."2012 - Summer. The first tax year filing strictly as a background actor. Background acting has been my only source of income for 7 years as of 2020 and filed that way on my taxes.2012/11 - New York Film Academy (Completion, the '12 Week' - 20 weeks total / 3 'mini conservatories' 2011, 2010 and 2009)

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2011 - Taxi Driver (exactly 10 years 2001-2011 3 different companies in SoCal & NYC) "My last ride was New Year's Eve 2010/11 and I told the couple it was free because they were my very last ride... they laughed and literally threw money at me anyway through the divider ...I don't remember how much... (it was much more than the fare). My first ride was Orange County California... a few weeks until New Year's ...I didn't have any money to make change and was going to give it for free... he threw money at me, basically."2010 - Special Services (private security) "I drove a patrol vehicle and was posted at many places... to include the Chinese Embassy in Manhattan... I guarded the entrance of an embassy using scanners and metal detectors."2009 - My Dad passed away, dozens (even hundreds) attended his funeral then memorial (filled the whole Church), he was 'Johnny Angel' the lead singer in the group "Johnny and the Angels" (it really is possible the song "Johnny Angel" is based on him... because the writer of that song was from Brooklyn among other things) & Dad was 'Plant Doctor' to many wealthy, famous and important Manhattan residents.2009 - I came back to NYC from California, I got to see my Dad and lived a true "this is your life" existence when I came back.2008 - My wife attacked me and I hit her with a champagne bottle (I was trying to push her off me because she was holding my head down while grabbing my hair). She did rip some of my hair that never grew back and had a documented personality disorder or a chemical imbalance. She had a history of violence and one misdemeanor conviction of assaulting an LA school teacher. "She had done it before many times, to me & many other people (physically attacking people), I saw her in a bar once... she rolled on the concrete outside with another female (fighting her, omg). During our last fight (she attacked me many times) ...she had me by the hair with her two hands facing my head toward the floor... I picked up a bottle that was right there (because I couldn't reach up, not a good idea) I tried to push her off me, (I tried to push her torso area) push, not hit her... the bottle hit her in the forehead instead (I couldn't see what I was doing because she had my head faced downward) ...it lasted about 7 seconds in total and I would do it much differently today, of course (definitely without the bottle) ...we were drinking and smoking all night." I would never intentionally hurt her and I learned this is what everyone says that has a fight with their wife / husband. This was the end of our marriage... I went through the 'Thunderdome' and the LA County detention system... the full tour awaiting trial ...ending up at 'Wayside' in the 'Veterans Dorm' that didn't have any bars or locks on the doors or windows... outdoor exercise areas ...for the majority of the time ...116 days total... but experienced the whole mess before reaching it... from the 'tombs' to 'Supermax' and many other various holding spaces. "I would be completely ashamed to say I had any part in running the LA detention / jail system in 2008" (what it's like today, I don't know and don't want to but Wayside was amazing, the Medical dorm and Supermax were incredibly advanced as well, while combating Staff Infection... burning inmates clothing, bedding, etc) ...Nolo Contendere... time served. I was held for 116 days in detention (in Los Angeles Co.), I had decided to go to court for accidentally hurting my wife Caley because I felt I was right in defending myself but also that the charges against me were not accurate charges (I didn’t mean to hurt her… I tried to push her off me and the bottle hit her head …true and exactly what happened). While in detention I was transferred around to many facilities… first Long Beach then ‘the Thunderdome'… then the hospital wing, the ‘tombs’ (like a dungeon), other small holding areas, ‘Supemax’ and eventually to the Veteran’s Dorm (because I am a military veteran)... in the Veteran’s Dorm they said I looked like ‘Nacho Libre’ (from the Jack Black film “Nacho Libre'') …so that name stuck with me the whole time I was there… I didn’t care (my hair looked exactly like the movie character and I was overweight, etc). But it turns out this may be an A.K.A now on my record …no one outside of the Veteran Dorm ever called me ‘Nacho’ and no one I ever knew did either… but it may be an AKA… which makes them retards for 14 years (thinking this is a real nickname of mine). “It wouldn’t surprise me that they really think ‘Nacho’ is a nickname of mine after witnessing the total lack of professionalism the whole 116 days in LA County Detention. I am not saying I was right in what I did or proud …I loved my wife Caley, though we weren’t compatible… what the LA Detention system is like now, I don’t know… I hope it's more professional than it was for everybody's sake.” I won’t ever ever forget, I wasn’t convicted of anything the whole 116 days and all those things were done to me (violations, errors, more), without having been convicted of anything. Then they played a ‘take a plea' game with me at the very end; on the 116th day, the first day of trial while in court. They waited until the first day of court… 116 days later after me telling them the same story over and over again, they they let me go right there and if I had stayed in detention a few more days my time would have been completely served but they let me go then and I had to do three probation, 10 years on a list to be able to purchase a firearm, one year in an alcohol program and a mandatory class for spousal abuse. Again, it was an honest mistake… I lost all my possessions, my apartment, my job (and could not drive while on probation for three years) my security license could not have a firearm permit attached to it… I was holeless, did not have any money, lived in shelters on welfare/relief while taking spousal abuse classes I used my relief money to pay for (and bus fare) …and they broke up our marriage on a first domestic basis… they put a restraining order on me as well to stay away from my wife (that attacked me first). This is real, the truth… and I do not support the way they do things (from personal experience) …maybe it has changed. I was in the courtroom when they offered a misdemeanor plea that dismissed the three felony charges… I went all the way to court because what they charged me with wasn’t true …even the misdemeanor wasn’t true because what I did wasn't on purpose but I did hit her so I took it but what I did was a mistake and an accident, though not reflected in the Nolo Contendere. No matter what people think or say, it truly was an accident but the authorities, the deputies, everyone still did what they did to me during the 116 days. "They broke up our marriage on a first time domestic misdemeanor conviction... I never heard of anything like that... I guess one of us was going to kill the other eventually in their eyes." (they were probably right though) I was held for 116 days in detention (in Los Angeles Co.). “What was done to me was violations, errors and lack of bearing.” - Evan McNeeley (I’m writing this extra addition on April 12th, 2022 from my laptop in Brooklyn as a person that is just another mistake by people in government that don’t really care for one reason or another)2006 or '07 - "I saved a life!" I was driving my taxi van in Long Beach California... (night-shift) a little east of Pine ...downtown area approx... a female waved me down (I think she jumped in the road in front of me) ...and I picked up her and her male friend, who had a stab wound to his stomach or to his side. He didn't talk, and she helped him into the vehicle. I forgot if I got out but I drove them both to St. Mary's and didn't charge them... then I cleaned the blood off the back seat and went back to driving the rest of my shift.

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2004 - Married in Las Vegas... wow ...I'll leave this there... being married was great 95% of the time. There is much I'm leaving out... a timeshare ownership ...moving to Long Beach from Newport... much ...much more... I met her driving a Taxi in Newport, picked her up right on the beach outside of the donut shop... 10 min later we were in an alley having sex with a different girl she did not know taking pics of us for my VAN949 webzine. We were a bit of an item on the party/sex scene there (the one where people meet, hookup & get married), we were what people used to call 'Party People' or 'swingers' ...I'm not 'embellishing' my profile here either... this girl liked d*ck (you've met one) I am understating it & the real scene out there... a true anomaly in modern times ...she had VERY high trading value too (that's what she / they were into) 'Pimp Ho' parties... costume parties, on & on ...she was a former part time fashion model / beach girl... real thing. I MARRIED ONE (her) ...our married life was very tame compared to our escapades in Newport... (no group sex any longer, not once while married) but we did lead our own adventures when out on our own for many years... what is called an 'open marriage.' We didn't have kids, she already had one and I was her second husband (I possibly have kids too, that is a different story / entry if true). Somewhere along the line between marriage and California... I became a convert to marijuana ...I had done it before when young of course but not even once during any of my service. Marijuana is legal in California (unfortunately not in NYC... and stands against me here). It was in California that I realized snorting one line should never be the same punishment as someone who stuffs an old lady in a trash can (no matter how many 'strikes' ...freedom is not a game of baseball), which has happened and brothers are doing the same time for a line as a murderer or rapist or robber. I am against all others that think someone should the same time... & will let you know, this will never change about me, ever. "By the way, do you know how utterly insulting to all the victims families of real felonies to give a rapist 20 and meth residue in a pipe life? It is... and an abomination."2003 - "The Fifth Wheel" (reality dating show) as 'Van' ...I went by Van in SoCal... take off the 'e' you get Van ...and I drove a van that was a taxi... the stars could not align more than this period of my life. Note: "A lot of lies were told about me out there" here is the truth to some lies I heard. 1. "I don't even know what a 'roofie' looks like." (I honestly don't) This came from when a passenger I never met gave me pills he didn't want and I gave those pills to an acquaintance/buddy at a party however it went from there I do not know until this day... I had to answer for this to a group of guys at a house in Newport Beach (all in a band)... I was eventually drugged at a famous ballplayer's bar then brought back to that same house where I passed out and I assume they used me as some sort of 'punching bag'/toy and/or worse, I was warned about them too but didn't take it to heart. 2. I grazed my hand across a female's butt because I thought she liked me... I told her to go first through a doorway, she didn't, looked at me... I started walking through then she did at the same time... I thought she liked me because she walked through at the same time after looking at me, it turned out she was taken... very taken. I still think this was a setup... but maybe not. I was tripping on 'e' at this beach house Fourth of July party, which is a 'slow motion orgy' in Newport Beach California on the Fourth of July. It turned out that this guy and his budd(ies) were friends with one of the same guys that lived at the house I was accused of giving roofies in, in a band together... drinking/party buddies ...everything. The bar I was given a tranquilizer/roofie in was hosted a party run by a famous child actor celeb from 'Baywatch' ...who was neighbors with the house I touched a butt at... and ...I was thrown out of that bar (that belonged to a famous ballplayer, whom he, the “Baywatch” child star was doing ‘a night’ at, hosting a weekly party) still conscious ...for... being seen grabbing someone's butt ...which I did not do at that bar (I was thrown out of that party still conscious but drugged, having been falsely accused as well). All three connected, I believe it was planned. Someone stole my bike outside of the bar too.3. I did 'break off' some of what I had to friends for compensation... in advance even because I was going to see them very soon, with maybe three exceptions I can count on one hand. I was never running an 'office' /storefront or 'domino's delivery service' with drugs. Those were three lies about me that I know of out there… how many more ...who knows?2002 - VAN949 "An internet magazine featuring events and bars in Orange County, CA. Had a column called 'Girl About Town' where different females in different issues would state the 'current hot spot' along with a comment / joke of some sort. "I almost incorporated VAN949 (and went all the way with this one) ...I don't know why I didn't."2002 - Was given the 'promotions position' in the taxi company as well as having the only line in the commercial for the company '1-800-for my taxi'. (I did a commercial for the taxi company I worked at) A free taxi (for a while) was part of the compensation. "People partying on the beach would see the commercial... then I (the guy in the commercial) would show up and pick them up (for many if not most of the beach residents over the years)... you might imagine the fun.

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2002 - Started an 'S' Corporation in California... all my various income was deposited and reported here.2002 - Dissolved my NYS 'S' & 'C' Corps2001 - Started driving a taxi for extra money ...and adventure.2001 - Lawsuit involving Childhood Friend/Accident settled. "I left for California not much later."2001 - Honorable Discharge, USMC - Corporal (a 6x2 / 8 years) I never went to combat, they said I was better off.1999 - Started two corporations, one 'C' one 'S'1998-1999 - I discontinued all my service & not for profit. There were many reasons but the main one was that my college friend (whom I slept with and knew for well over a year... I think two years and more... got me in trouble and arrested by police in my own precinct I volunteered in, at my Dad's office in Greenwich Village). I was in shock during that incident and may have fudged the story a bit but I felt betrayed... (by her and then the arresting officers) ...and knew I could never trust them again. "You have to be able to fully trust a fellow officer if a 1013 or 85 happens... and it goes / went both ways to include them being able to trust me, that I flubbed/fudged the story a bit because I was in shock that this was happening, and drunk). Later, half my Aux unit was shot and killed on Bleeker St and no one saved them either... (and became the reason the word 'Auxiliary' has a red line under it on the patrol vehicles today) throughout the whole city. I'll never fully trust them ever again... not ever. That does not mean I am not a brother anymore to ones on the force I was a brother to... just not stupid ...in this mess none of us created and was here before us.1998 - NYPD Auxiliary (from 1993-98). I never gave any tickets but I helped clean up Wash Sq. Park, drove an RMP vehicle, answered a lot of directions and questions while being a deterrent against people breaking into parked cars (found a stolen car still running in the middle of the street among many other adventures). "I discontinued this, I felt betrayed, I was arrested by the same officers from my precinct because of my ex-girlfriend who everyone knew was crazy and warned me about." (she had tried to commit suicide on a previous occasion, I was told this but was not there when it happened).1997 - Old College Girl 'friend,' got me in trouble on purpose. We knew each other for a while, same class, same friends (we literally partied together with), studied together, eventually had sex together... "I thought this was the one... I was so stupid ...that thought clouded any other judgments." One night we went drinking, we went back to my Dad's office... I tried to 'get with her' again there ...she didn't want to... I stopped ...didn't rip or pull off any clothing... she tried to run out the converted apt... I tried to stop her and that was it ...she called 911 as I went into the Kitchen... instead of trying to leave again... I looked at it that I stopped her from running out into NYC drunk at night... 1997 was much different than 2007 or 2020 ...like I said, that was that... I never spoke to her again, the state ('people vs someone') just takes it over from there... (the whole machine) ...I did not have to wait in detention but plead to 'attempted unlawful imprisonment' ..."our lawyer/family friend asked me: 'did you stop her from leaving?' ...I said yes... he said, well, they are going to get this conviction no matter what." (attempted unlawful imprisonment) 'C' misdemeanor... upgraded to 'B' (when they did away with 'C') and my record was 'skewed' from that moment, due to some error between Brooklyn and Manhattan. The city made a change to the system and did away with 'C' category misdemeanors but changed my 'C' Misdemeanor to a 'B' ...a greater violation that was not part of the original case with my lawyer (my lawyer was a retired NYPD Captain and friend of the family that became a lawyer). It was done without notification to me as well, that they changed my record and made me a greater criminal; this screwed me up in California when I fought with my wife, in a big way because they thought I was a convicted felon with one strike (the words of the ADA to my Public Defender in California). The change of 'C' to 'B' made it unclear and ambiguous when my record was viewed by anyone. I spent 116 days in detention because of this... on a first time domestic charge "when have you ever heard of this???" (and my wife in California was attacking me, as well as having a record of her attacking an LA Schoolteacher in their possession). Also, they broke up our marriage legally. I was married to her, had a first time domestic charge for fighting (but was trying to push her off me) and they put a 3 year restraining order on me and I could not even write or call her; they broke up our marriage on a first time domestic. I lost my job, my apt, my possessions, lived in a homeless shelter from May 30th, 2008 until September 28th 2008... scraping up money to pay for a court ordered domestic violence class (no one would hire me, I got a tiny bit of temp work from 'Labor Ready' and 200 dollars a month from the state relief fund. I have stayed celibate since this date and will not touch a female after being put through that sewerage pipe they call the LA Court System and the giant septic tank Downtown LA is. I have never lost complete faith in the government, law enforcement and our way of life until this happened. I have no faith today and live in a violated apartment unit... am checked out quite regularly (medically, Legally, etc) and am still celibate (as of November 22nd, 2021) "do you think any girl would even come near me after all this happened???" (and people still talk shit about me 'till this day) Even if one would, I will not ...I have weird warts (that the Dermatologist said were 'skin-tags'), little bumps that go away (might be allergies, or hives... one Dermatologist said eczema) I shouldn't even make myself look bad by writing this and all doctors have said it's nothing... I'm going to get a clean bill of health to post on my website and profile one day... I don't know if the detention system did it but I through this in here anyway. The things I witnessed and had done to me appalled me and made me believe that many, many of them should lose their jobs, their pensions if retired and some should be in jail or prison themselves... to this very day (November 22nd, 2021). I still support the police on both coasts but this all stemmed from the incident with my schoolmate / girlfriend I had sex with, who then decided to 'get me' one night. "I was literally warned about her too... from one of her friends who was also a fellow NYU student ...for anyone that is ever warned about a girl."1996 - Candidate for NYS Assembly, 44th district (I lost) "I was asked to run, so I said yes." I was participating in many public services arenas at this point... that is why they asked me ...I was 'boots on the ground' as well... collecting signatures for candidate/ballot petitions ...more... and I held an honest to goodness elected position ...won at the polling station during primaries... as a member of the party's 'county committee' ...I won five to two votes... approximately ...very local election... but real.1995 - Officer Candidate, Marine Corps (out of the Long Island Office), EKG at Ft Hamilton... I injured my leg in an unrelated incident, I dropped... and also graduated from College ...which knocked me into a different pool (the not in school pool) if I wanted to keep trying for it. I let it go, it was excellent though.1995 - Graduated from NYU, Gallatin BA in Communication Arts (business & public service too).1993 - Graduated Boot Camp, Parris Island1993 - Founder and co-coordinator of 'The Clean up Corps' ...an anti graffiti, trash pickup along the highways & community improvement 'not for profit.' I was granted a tax ID # (on 5/20/93. Tax ID # 11-3158892) ...I adopted a highway... and in those days the group that adopted went out and cleaned it... (just as good today though, how they are doing it). I received a grant from the city... lots of free paint and supplies to paint bridges, light-poles, traffic signals, mailboxes, fire hydrants & the red call call boxes (more too) ... from different city offices (the right colors that is). I had a roster of about 20-30 people who participated on & off, while attending conferences, meetings and the like which became somewhat political. It really worked, everyone pitched in in a way... (both / all parties) ...and Windsor Terrace, Brooklyn turned into one of the most desirable neighborhoods in NYC.1992 - Graduated NYC Police Academy, Auxiliary... Shield # - 7759 / ID 425379 ...paid by the State though... not the City ...interesting. My 'Straight Edge' Lifestyle started here... until 20011991 - Joined the NYU 'Watch Team' featured in many magazines and television shows... very high profile ...continued until graduation.1990 - Mom and Dad pulled me out of the 'Club Scene' ..."they did the whole bit on me" (I had advanced to standing / working a door at this point) I missed my classes (because they 'pulled me out') and had to redo the course (because 'pulling me out' meant they signed off on putting me into observation. "What kind of person like me does this? (that goes to NYU & helps his Dad run a successful business) ...I guess was the thinking, I don't know... (it was similar when I started driving a cab or joined the Marine Corps with them, in that 'why I am doing this now?' type of conversation).1980-89 - I was a real 'Club Kid' - I helped my Dad run his business for 30 years... but in the 1980s... I went to Studio 54 because they were a client... then the Palladium where I did their interior plants in 'The Michael Todd room' (again same owners and clients of Dad) ...so I started considering it as an occupation... (or 'side thing') I worked a door and a few parties (handing out invites), did the full 'NYC Club Tour' for years while at NYU, (there were so many parties and different 'nights' at so many different clubs... it was a type of 'golden age' for 'clubbing' back then), I drove around a party promoter/club kid (a few times) who went to prison for killing someone over drugs supposedly... (but I was pulled out of the scene by then, for many years by then when that incident happened and never went back to the scene). On a side note... we grossed millions of dollars doing 'urban landscaping' in Manhattan with some of the most high profile clientele in the city, country and world... featured in many magazines and television, this is what I was 'refocused' / redirected onto (by Mom, Dad, his partner & ...all I did service with) until 2001, when I left for California.1984/83 - I was involved in an accident with a BB gun and landmark-type lawsuit. It was 'Sealed and Dismissed' by a Grand Jury on April 16th, 1984. There were five of us in my Mom's apt. We were cutting out from school and smoking pot. I was playing a board game with two in one room... and two were shooting a BB gun out the window during the day, business hours, across the circle from a police station. I told them more than once to stop, the police had come to the door once already, I tried to scare my friend with an empty BB rifle, I did not check it but it was not empty. He lived, fully recovered and his family received a very large settlement. I was very sad with him (and family) going through all that, the hospital, recovery, lawsuit... (my Dad said he gave them what money he could spare then to help) ...and I was honestly happy that he survived, recovered and received the settlement. We did not remain friends (their lawyer pushed for not remaining friends during the lawsuit, it seems... I am not sure). He (and some of his family ...and friends) have been the exact opposite of forgiving... since then ...until this day (November 22nd, 2021), it is 38 years ago, now... almost four decades. I have had to explain this my whole life trying to join the Marine Corps, the NYPD Auxiliary... it comes up until this very day. This is where many of my life's problems have stemmed from; possibly even the incident with my college girlfriend, because it was connected to the 6th precinct... who had an officer connected to Vanderbilt St. in my neighborhood (that was a partner to, or was the officer, that arrested me). The Officer from the 6th Precinct who arrested me and was connected to Vanderbilt St. tried to come up with as many charges as he could too, with regard to the incident in 1997 at my Dad's office (with my NYU Schoolmate I had sex with). The family of the childhood friend I accidentally shot... lives on Vanderbilt St. (or used to). I would have done the whole thing differently if I could (both incidents). Two of my friends were shooting a BB gun out of my Mom's apartment window on the first floor, in 1983 on a school-day while we cutting out of school, smoking pot, literally across the street from a police station. The police had already come to the door once. I kept telling them to stop... they didn't ...one left a loaded BB gun on the table... I just wanted to scare them... and did not check if it was loaded. I would do it differently if I could. They have been the exact opposite of understanding. The former friend I accidentally shot took a shot at me, on purpose, with a BB / Pellet pistol from the sidewalk into my room where I was standing... after he had recovered. The window and screen had to be replaced. It has not stopped with him and his family / friends I far as I know until this day (November 22nd, 2021).1980's - I started helping Dad in his many ventures from Carpentry shop / subcontract to renovate / convert a building in Chelsea from commercial to residential (called 'loft' style today) ...to selling Xmas trees on 7th avenue/ Christopher then 6th avenue / 8th street... eventually into his 'Urban Landscaping' business where he worked at 'Renny's' with Robert Isabel... whom he subcontracted for at first (Robert Isabel, that is)...and continued to, whenever Robert needed something done.1970s - Growing up in Brooklyn and NYC is a real 'life event.' It has to be one of the best places to... "I grew up in one of the most 'party down' places to ever exist... the 'Prospect Park Area' in Brooklyn, NY. There was 'house party' after 'house party' every night and mainly on the weekends (and the term ‘house music’ was born ...there were softball teams from every local bar playing on concrete city parks ...there was a 'lover's lane' on Wellhouse Drive overlooking the lake... there were kegs dragged into the park and BBQ's quite frequently and consistently and a bowling alley, stable, ballfields (all sorts of balls) roller skating rink (roller disco then) ...rock bands playing in the Bandshell... the area had its own economy other than depending on Manhattan ...more much more... "we were 'pool hopping' champions... from backyards to Sunset Park municipal pool when it was closed" ...I even 'pool hopped' the Carmine St. public pool (in Manhattan) while in College as the 'last time' / crown jewel in the 1980s.Endnote: I am a 'man in the middle' at the 'center of it all' here in NYC.After set work I just go home... I don't hang out with anyone I know on set, off set anywhere... just some talk after the bus ...maybe a walk and a train ride in the same direction with them. I get to see them 'on day,' it's the best job I've ever had... and I'm sure I will start corresponding with them on Social Media now that I finally opened the accounts. I treat helping my Mom as a job, as well ...I don't hang out in other apartments, I don't go to any local bar, restaurants, gyms or the like here in this area I grew up in.I grew up in Brooklyn, the son of Manhattan Business Owner ('urban landscaping'), we grossed millions of dollars together and were featured in many magazines & television. "I must say it is about 'what you keep' more than what you make."I did a lot of service as well, I was able to adapt my schedule because I worked with Dad. With all my free time, I devoted myself to being a 'party animal' (the real thing) ...not while driving or with underage or unwilling people... quite the opposite and almost had a part time career being an NYC party promoter (having been a 'club kid' as a teenager). Because of my 'partying' I have always been shunned by the 'respectable people' & because of all the public service I have done I was never nor will be on the 'party set's' ...'Christmas Card List.'With that said... I am no longer in service for many years, I don't have any stake in 'the party scene' any longer for a long time (though I gave it a whirl in California, my last attempt / chance to be part of a town / neighborhood) and am here in Brooklyn to help my Mom (she really needs it).I am an independent politically now and tolerant of all religions (people of the book and more). I am not a felon, an addict or part of an organized crime ring... but I'm not in a secret government org either... or any government org ...not 'in charge' or owner of anything... there have been a lot of weird fantasies about me, more lies & accusations than I knew, I came to realize, as I got older. The only org I will be a part of is SAG-AFTRA in the future.I am a 'Background Actor' in NYC for over seven years now... my only (small) source of income and only income filed on my taxes for that time."I love it" and received my eligibility (SAG #) while still being able to do 'non union' work until I save enough to join. It is my only reward for helping mom as we have a 'fair trade' agreement where I do all the maintenance for room & board. It's not as bad as some may think; we live in a cavernous nine room apt (my own room) with a private entrance, unobstructed views of the park, W/D, two baths (one for me) and much more.I believe I will meet another woman eventually (maybe not) but get her pregnant... then take her to City Hall (a formal ceremony later... when we have money) ...and keep fending off physical attacks upon me... (there have been 1,000+) ...I don't go hunting anyone and they have all been self defense.. I have never won a fight in my life ...I have some sort of injury from every single attack upon me from malcontents, nut-jobs and some in service as well. Make no mistake though... they have all come to me ...and I know when I'm being violated or what crossing the line and violating someone / me is (from being in service myself). I have foreseen that this is the way I will die... like a creepy 'Crime Investigation' episode where the guy knew how he would die and then it happens ...or that I will wake up in a detention cell somewhere because of a 'fake gun call' & then someone thought I was in their 'chain of command' (and I assure you I am not in anyone's chain of command); I'm not, I'm a civilian for a long time."Jesus, St.Ann & Mom loves me!" (Mom most of all ...so you don't... or glad you do, too)"I don't want your daughter, wife, side bitch or hooker... you might need to stay away from me." (I already stay away from many people... all the ones above that got me in trouble for example).I don't approach principals, directors, ADs (or even PAs that much) ...especially for something 'I think' I deserve... "and I never tell another background actor what to do" (the AD team is very... I do mean very ...aware of what is on camera... going on set ...and usually in holding, the buses etc.).The only thing an actor truly owns is his or her personality... I intend on defending & treating mine like gold ...I want all my responses to be natural... and more. Telling someone how their personality should be, really is grounds for a lawsuit against them or / & their organization. Actions a person commits are different... (I'll go to court on anything I've done for example) ...but personalities are something no one is legally in charge of ...unless prior conversation about them has been had (ex: about hate crime, sex harassment, etc).“I love us!!!” If you ever worked with me on set, you know that’s true… (if you say otherwise, your a liar) ...thanks for checking me out! - Evan

Evan McNeeley

My Life Story before I joined SAG-AFTRA

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