Okay, we lied. Photo Journal #4 wasn't the end of the road for us, as the power of Christ (or is it Jeebus?) compelled us to post a page of bonus snapshots. These photos didn't make the cut on our other photo pages, but we like writing captions so much that we just couldn't resist bringing you an encore presentation. Enjoy it folks, this really will be the last batch for the year, guaranteed.*

"Hello, my name is Travis Crawford. I'm the programmer of the Danger After Dark series here at the Philadelphia Film Festival" (hold for applause, cat calls and discarded panties)	Dejected to learn that the character on his t-shirt has no arms, Lawrence soothes his sorrows with Gatorade thirst-quencher, for that deep down body thirst.
Michael — perhaps trying to impress his cohort of invisible lady friends — poses with his festival press badge in a seductive manner. He is sexy, no?** Lawrence and his sister Julie validate their parking ticket using a machine named Jasper. His full name is Jasper James McTicketronic, we later found out.	A sample of the kaleidoscopic carpet pattern at The Bridge: Cinema Duplex. Actor Malcom McDowell was not impressed with its esoteric qualities and vowed to devour it.*** Michael's face is permanently contorted after watching Cherrie Ying chase after runaway paper currency for three-quarters of the running time of Throw Down.
Travis Crawford maniacly feeds hamburger to Michael Johnson at the Chili's on 38th and Chestnut, while a horrified friend looks on.	Michael poses with his gargantuan chin, which weighs roughly sixty pounds. Also pictured: Lawrence makes his best convicted felon face. Cheese!

*Not a guarantee.

**No.

***Not really.