OK, everybody, let’s welcome Todd Clary to ChrisMundell.com! He’s a friend of Kendall Ruth and a b’dazz web designer.
Todd does some mean cartooning too! I wonder if we could collab on some funnies?? Yes, this photo makes him look a little like Toby from The Office, but I’m sure he’s much more fun!
Oh, the best thing about him? He links to my site on his blog!
Oh man!
We got to dine at Baja Fresh with the Whites of Good Times Studios! Kids eat free on the weekend!
Look! The Davises, Ewarts & Careys too!
Yay, small town!
I got to play disc golf with Jeff Hatfield and Greg Lawler today. It was good times. I beat them and we kept the cursing to a minimum!
And I am BOCK!
Just touched down in SB!
I wanted to yell “Home Jeeves!” to the pilot, but I don’t think that’s his name. Also, he is Australian, not British. Oh and FAA regulations prohibit me from communicating directly with him.
My foot is asleep!
Rats! I didn’t get to board the 1st flight to SB:( I’m so ready to be home with the crazy wife and kids. I also miss my crazy friends and my crazy bed and my crazy flip flops and my crazy Mexican food.
No way!! I ended up in 1st Class from Medford to San Fransisco! Jeff Hatfield warned me not to fly 1st Class because I’d never want to fly economy again. He might be right, but this is a short trip in a smaller jet. Only 2 rows of non-common folk seats. It’s not going to be one of those foot massage and hot towel type deals. As I watched the stunning sun rise over the mountains of Northern California, I kind of felt bad for the riff raff in back. Then I reached for my MP3 player in my bag in the empty seat next to me. Shout out to Mallory, the flight attendant! Mallory!!! I need another blanky for my leggys!
4am Wake up
4:20am Gas station (full serve only in Oregon! I felt like a well to do old lady.)
4:30am Airport
4:45am Morning pat down by security (it’s like a nice hug from a stranger).
5am Wait for an hour for flight (beats walking or Greyhound).
I’m hungry.
Man, I’m just wandering aimlessly up and down Main Street in Ashland right now.
I ‘m hungry, but all the restaurants are too high class for me. I don’t have very high dining self esteem:(
I think I’m going to go see The Darjeeling Limited in a bit.
I’m not good at being by myself. Not good at all.
I guess that’s why God gave me a sweet wife and kids and so many great friends!
Freak! It’s COLD!! I gotta get inside!
Woohoo! I got to play a catcher in Calvin Marshall today! The heavens parted for just enough time to shoot a couple scenes, including a softball game where I’m a catcher and Diedrich Bader is pitching on a team with Andrew Wilson and Josh Fadem. Cool! Nice guys. So much fun to be in the mix. You will be able to tell on the big screen by the look on my big blurry face!
It’s not raining on the softball location for Calvin Marshall but it’s cloudy enough to limit our options to the point where I will likely be playing Celebrating Player instead of Catcher. Sad. OK, I will celebrate with all I have. I will celebrate good times! Come on! It’s a celebration!
I can drown my celebration in vicodin and sob on the plane ride home tomorrow.
Greg Lawler shot my family. Don’t worry, he just used his camera. Click the photo to see his awesome work with my awesome family (featuring Jade’s Brother Trevor, his wife, Jasmine and their baby girl Rowen).
Dude! They cast 3 teams of volleyball honeys for Calvin Marshall and they are HOT! Er… NO! I’m not… I didn’t mean… I meant professionally hot. NO! I mean their skills are hot. or good. Jade, I wasn’t even talking about…
OK, just leave my pillow on the couch:(
Sorry.
I met Mikey Matondi today! He’s a producer on Calvin Marshall. He takes care of business here. Rumor has it that he can do the splits! What??? I have yet to see it but, rest assured, I will post a photo of it if I witness it.
Rest assured.
Shooting is going great! Alex Frost is playing Calvin Marshall. He’s terrific! Josh Fadem is so funny as his pal, Simon.
Movie making is COOL. Kudos to Gary and Anne Lundgren for creating what looks to be an awesome film!
When I was a kid, my friend’s dad called waking up really early getting up “before sparrow’s fart”. That’s what I recall as I stand on location for Broken Sky Picture’s CALVIN MARSHALL at 4:30am. I think only God is awake at this hour. Which explains why so many Godly folk in history got up this early to pray. Odd that I call it getting up at an ungodly hour. Hmmm.
This morning, through the darkness a light shone through! The single best thing on a movie set (besides free cocaine): CRAFT SERVICES! I had the best breakfast burrito! Thank you, God!
I had a lovely dinner with the Lundgrens. Complete with classical guitar player. Somewhere, part way through dinner, people started showing up in Heavy Metal costumes. The the DJ started blasting metal and the freaks started dancing. I saw the biggest afro wig I’ve ever seen. I know an afro isn’t very metal, but I still had to get a photo anyway.
Here’s me in my rental car
I have arrived in Ashland at last!
Sweet little town with trees everywhere. I hope to grab dinner with the Lundgren’s tonight! There’s a 4:30am call time for the Volleyball game scenes so I will have to table my plans to woop it up the local riff-raff.
Oregon!
Alas! A night of hooliganism in San Francisco was not to be. I made it on a flight to Medford! Up, up and away north! Bonus: I got a seat in the exit row! Much leg room. It comes at a cost, however, as I’m sitting next to a portly little cowboy who has decided that my love handles make for a good armrest. 
Now, normally, I would kick someone like that REALLY hard in the complimentary salted nuts, but this guy has a wolf on his shirt. That and he’s asleep. I will choose the peaceful path. He is kind of cuddly. OUCH! This guy must be dreaming of rustlin’ up some doh-gees! He’s all elbows!
Mercy!
I don’t know if that’s how you spell Crimany, but I do know this: I am getting sick waiting around this joint. The flight I’m trying to catch has been delayed twice! Now it’s slated for 2:10pm. Crimany!
If I can’t get on that one, I will take it as a sign to go play in SF until the morning flight and also that I should buy a big screen TV.
Here I sit, broken hearted.
Tried to board but it departed.
Yep, the first flight was full:(
Bummer. I now wait for the 12:44pm flight.
On the bright side, I get to sit across from the food court and NOT drink soda pop. I’ve been off the stuff for 3 weeks with no ill effects. Still fat. I think my out-of-shapeness will add character to the softball player I’m going to play in Oregon. Acting!! I gained 40lbs for the role over the last 15 years.
As I sit in the San Francisco Airport I realize that this city truly is a melting pot of peoples, cultures and Asians.
For example, I just ordered a hearty breakfast burrito from the nice Mexican chef at Andale’s and then some Chinese dudes walked by as I made my way into the men’s room. There, I was greeted by an other wordly, global stink that I won’t soon forget. Even if try. While relaxing in the United Nations of Smell, I recalled Senator Craig’s incident and made sure not to tap dance!
Man, I hope I make it to Oregon. Otherwise I’m gonna make my into San Francisco to play with David Malloy and Todd and Marlene and my cousin Tim and the 49ers and the bridge and the Asians!
 
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My trip to Ashland got off to a pretty smoothe start as I got my stand by ticket without incident. It got interesting, however, at the security check point when I noticed my ticket said “Passenger: Chris Mundell”. If you know me very well, you know that my given name is Hopi, not Chris. And if you know me VERY well, my name is a-bit-lumpy-when-nude. The security guys didn’t know me very well or VERY well. So, I qualified for Extra Security Check! WOOO! It’s like winning the lottery of frisking!
I could hear Don Pardo announcing my prize…
“Congradulations, Hopi, called Chris! You and no guest will be whisked off to a VIP area where you will enjoy an extended stay while your belongings are thoroughly examined for anything out of the ordinary! But that’s not all! You will enjoy a pat down of your arms, legs, thighs and buttocks by one our best patters down!”
It didn’t help that I had a Taliban beard growing in. Luckily, the nice security man found me flight worthy and I was off to San Francisco! That’s where I find myself now. I’m trying to get to Medford, Oregon. I should really get one of those $6 bagels!
Friends, this Saturday I will travel up to Ashland Oregon to hang with Gary and Anne Lundgren as they shoot Gary’s film, “Calvin Marshall”! I might even end up on screen a bit;)
I’ll keep you posted while I’m on the road!
What should I call my adventure?
A big thank you goes out to David Malloy and the production staff over at NBC’s ER!
Even in these unsure times when productions are shutting down all over town, the wonderful folks at ER collected what generous tokens of affection they could to make sure I had a nice birthday this year.
Who said Hollywood sold it’s vapid soul to the devil in exchange for untold riches and fame? Not me!
Thanks for the…
Pumpkin Seeds
ER Crew Pin
Christopher Reeve Foundation Super Man Dog Tag
Vitamin + Mineral Drink Mix Booster, Raspberry
Albertson’s Matchbook (missing one match)
Last piece of Winterfresh Gum
Squished Mini MoonPie
Scary Chocolate Finger
Pack of Big Red Gum
Tootsie Roll
Vanilla Flavored Tootsie Roll
Teabag (The real kind with Tea in it)
1/2 slice of French Toast in ZipLock bag
I love them!
 
I’m 36 today and no longer this little hippie kid.
If life were a carnival ride, I’d be on the last couple loops before the neck-tattoo guy tells us to have a nice day.
Greg Lawler says that today I’ve completed 36 trips around the Sun. That’s effin ridiculous! I haven’t even been overseas!
I’m no scientist, but I think Greg is insane. Trips around the Sun!? Next he’ll be telling me the Moon makes trips around the Earth. Coo coo!
11 years ago, today, my mom died. It sucked. Let me check… yep, it still sucks.
I miss her a lot and wish she could have met my kids and wife and the 36 year old me.
You can meet the 36 year old me after tomorrow, when I turn 36. Yay!
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