"I can remember the day I came up with the whole concept. It was like it was yesterday except it was two years ago. For some reason Randy and I were at Tower records. He was buying another copy of “the Slim Shady LP”. God knows what he wanted with another one. Anyway, he was droning on and on about sheet rock, for some reason when I decided to ask him what was going on Cox these days. He mentioned something about a one-off program he was working on with short films and the New Orleans Video Access Center. Well, actually I kinda go blank there for a while…until later that night, I’m in bed tossing and turning and dreaming. And there he was. Robert Redford, the Sundance Kid, was holding a butcher knife, covered in blood and cat hair, breathing hard. He leaned over waving the knife to and fro and spoke to me. He told me that a television show playing short films, interviews, and features about the filmmaking industry in the Gulf south could be a big hit and a value to my community. In an instant I was shocked back to reality. I awoke in a sweat soaked horror, but also intrigued by the television show idea. I jotted down some notes and drifted back to sleep. That morning, I reviewed my notes from the eventful night. Surprisingly, none of my scribblings were legible except the words, “timecode” and “nola”. "- Aaron Rushin

"That's not exactly how It came to be. I'm not exactly sure when I thought of Timecode:NOLA personally, all by myself, but I am more than certain that it was July 22nd, 2001, 5:17pm and 39 seconds had passed into the minute. A shooting stay flew overhead and a butterfly perched itself upon my left shoulder. Actually, I was in the French Quarter trotting down Royal Street with a beer in my hand enjoying the humidity sticking to my epidermis with the kind of cruelty only a Louisiana summer could muster up. I walked past this video taping of a Zydeco band filming their video in the middle of an intersection and I realized that I knew no one in the crew. More importantly, they didn't know me. After I chastised them for about 15 minutes, the police snuck up behind me and knocked me out with one of those tazer whatchamacallits. As I sat in jail waiting for my girlfriend to bail me out, I thought to myself, what if there was a medium that could have introduced us all to one another in a progressive manner? All of this tomfoolery would have been avoided and "Big Mike the Lipstick Ogre" wouldn't be winking at me right now. Once a free man, I phoned Rome and Aaron to tell them the good news about how the Gulf filmmakers would be united as one."- Pee

"The day I thought of Timecode:NOLA was tripped out. I was on Canal selling bootleg Louie Vetton watches to some chicks from the Melph when I noticed Steven Soderberg roll up in a Jaguar with the finest broad I ever seen in front of the old DH Holmes building. He stepped out with that chick and I saw she had on the real version of the Louie watch I was selling to this chick! That's when I knew what I had to do with my life - create a forum where fine broads like that would know who I was and buy more watches from me. If they like Soderberg for his movies, then they'll love me more if I had a show that showed all of the filmmakers down here in the Gulf coast. After a few names, Timecode:NOLA just stuck. Since Timecode debuted on Cox 10, I have sold all my Louie watches I had in stock, not to mention my Bootleg Movados and Gucci handbags. Next time you see Soderberg with one of his fine women, look at her wrist. That's ya boy right there."- Rome

There you have it. The whole truth and nothing but the truth, ya heard me!