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Archive for July, 2008
My buddy, Geordie, wanted to do a guys movie night to see Wanted and he wanted Greg, Dan and me to go. We wanted to. He wanted John to join us, but John just wanted to have dinner since he saw Wanted last week.
Director, Timur Bekmambetov got the cast he wanted for Wanted. You got yer Morgan Freeman who’s been excellent in everything since Electric Company. You got yer Angelina Jolie who I’m pretty sure could beat up anyone I know whenever she wanted even at her current fighting weight (what’s below featherweight?). And then you got Mr. Tumnus himself, James McAvoy. One the most wanted young actors out there.
The movie wanted to capture the angst of Fight Club with Edward Norton’s voice over explaining how he wanted more from his worthless life and then gracefully mesh it with the physics defying action of the Matrix. It wanted to. Unfortunately, I just felt like I was being jerked back and forth between 2 types of movies (and not how I wanted).
I really wanted to like Wanted. But no matter how much I wanted to like Wanted it just kept falling short of what I wanted. I wanted my money back. But Greg bought my ticket. That might explain why he’s spooning me in this photo. The movie did have some pretty sweet action scenes. I guess I didn’t hate it (the movie, I hated the spooning).
My only goal camping was to find a place to hang my hammock. Check and mate.
And we’re BACK! The Vanagon lives! Apparently I’m an idiot.
Note to self: How about next time you don’t over-fill the oil tank?
This is what it looks like when your Vanagon billows smoke on the freeway and you pull off and call AAA to have a tow truck come out. Sad. Oh yeah, I’m supposed to take this thing camping on Wednesday. Crud.
To avoid brainfreeze, I just have my kids stare directly at the sun.
Parent Of The Year committee, you can just ship my award to me now.
No need to wait for the big show in Vegas.
Well, he lives inside mostly. I thanked Todd for hosting my visit to the Big Apple. He crinkled his forehead and knodded kindly. San Francisco city folk are nice!
I could get used to this! I’m not a doctor, but I play one at work. I was minding my own business troubleshooting an Exchange shared folders issue when BAM! A nurse rushed in asking if I was the tech for the ortho cam. I boldly rose and responded, “I mostly clean spyware and stuff” She was not impressed. I said I would give it a try though. Into the phone booth and out in this getup.
I couldn’t fix the busted thing, but I did help them confirm which part needs replacing. Also, I got to shoot the breeze with a surgeon! Cool!
Look how much I love the Earth. I rented a PRIUS! The nice lady at Hertz bumped me to this gas camel for chump-change! It’s like a nerd dream inside! So many screens and such to distract me from the actual driving.
I didn’t go through med school over the weekend.
I just had to scrub in on a laptopectomy where I removed a 15″ laptop from an OR.
But if I was a doctor, what would be my specialty and why?
Rob broke his toe on a buried rock in the sand while playing Frisbee at the beach. He suffers much for his leisure choices, everybody.
Ladies, Rob also happens to be single. So, for the next 4 weeks he will be an excellent listener. If you happen to like sunsets and very short walks on the beach (sans rocks) and have any experience in podiatry, let me know. Rob said he would even clip his toenails for the occasion. That demonstrates his willingness to meet you halfway.
Silly Face, originally uploaded by ChrisMundell.com.
Look! My big girl turns 5 today! Let’s celebrate my Malia before Obama is president and HIS daughter gets all the attention.
I can just hear the strangers we meet… “You’re Malia? Oh that must make your daddy president!” And then Malia will reply, “No, a number of electors, collectively known as the United States Electoral College, make you the president. Did you hear my dad say ‘I do solemnly swear that I will faithfully execute the office of President of the United States, and will to the best of my ability, preserve, protect and defend the Constitution of the United States?’ Yeah, me neither. Besides, Presidents are black.”
That is the day I will have done my duty as a father and as an American.
I just said duty.
I’m out seeing Wanted with Geordie, Greg and Dan!
Wiffle Ball for Matty, originally uploaded by ChrisMundell.com.
I got out to the park to play Wiffle Ball in memory of my bestest pal, Matt Steele. I miss him. He would have made fun of me big time at today’s game.
I hold this truth to be self evident: I’m at the beach to celebrate the birth of this great nation (but a 16th of me is really pissed about the white man acting like they own the place).
Man, I am about sick of this raging wildfire business.
After Rob and I helped get the Red Cross online in the wee hours last night, we visited our favorite late night haunt. I got a Slurpee! I think Rob got a milk type drink. Hmmm.
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