Two Week Reunion!


Dave and I went to Vegas for a shoot the other day. While there we saw our friend, Joaquin from Miami! He and his friend, Moe, designed these shirts themselves. We think they should sell them on Cafe Press!

What the heck!??


Ooooh, I see. Discount coupons for the Bodies exhibit and the Titanic exhibit. :) We've seen the Bodies exhibit by the way and I highly reccomend it!

In other news... our stuff and my car finally arrived on Saturday! I won't blog about our stuff arriving because I don't want to remember the details decades later about our crappy movers! But the car transport is actually really funny:

It's Saturday, April 21st, 8 AM. The phone rings.
ME: Hello?
ED: Yeah, hi. You got a Ford Focus ta be delivered?
The voice on the other end sounds very much like a character from King of the Hill.
ME: Yes, I do! Will you be delivering today?
ED: Yeah...uhm...I'm in Manhattan Beach. Where dya live?
Where do I live? They've had my car nearly 20 days and the guy doesn't know where I live? Not to mention we don't live in or near Manhattan Beach.
ME: We live at *insert address here*
ED: ...oh... Dag nabbit. How do I get thur from Here?
I end up mapquesting directions for him. It's very simple. He only has to make 4 turns.
An hour later the phone rings...
ME: Hello?
ED: Yeah, I'm all turned around. I took the ** freeway (not the freeway I told him) and exited **. What do I do?
ME: Gosh, I don't know and I'm at the bank right now getting your money so I'm not near a computer.
ED: I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY YOU CAN'T TELL ME HOW TO GET TO WHERE YOU LIVE!
Crazy Eddie became furious. I was a little taken aback by the change in demeanor.
ME: Uhm, well considering I did Mapquest directions for you I would hope you are not upset with me. I just moved to town myself so I don't know where you are.
ED: IF YOU DON'T TELL ME WHERE TO GO THEN YOU DON'T EVER GET YOUR CAR BACK! WHY CAN'T YOU JUST TELL ME!!
ME: Look, you're going to have to turn around, go back the way you came and get on the right freeway. The directions I gave you were very simple.
ED: Lady! I'm 75ft long! I can't just TURN AROUND!! Just TELL ME HOW TO GET THERE!!!
ME: Dude, look, I do not know. You are going to have to pull over and ask someone. Perhaps you might consider investing in a map.
So yes, Crazy Eddie apparently did indeed drive all the way from Florida to California, map free, and without a clue as to where he was going. And he's the type that is completely clueless that it is his responsibility to know where to deliever the car. Eventually, he arrives...
ED: Sorry, I got all turned around!
ME: That's ok.
ED: Yeah, my wife died 4 years ago and it was really tough, but I'm ok now. I didn't work for 4 years, but then my sister acted like my mother and came after me with a baseball bat and told me to get a job, so here I am working again.
I smile and nod my head and will him with my mind to please just get my car off the transport and leave. It seems to be working! He gets my car safely off the transport... but then....
ED: I was a Navy Seal you know. I retired. I got shot in the head too many times. I have a lot of physical damage and..well...mental damage. But I was also a monk for several years and I learned about the energies and stuff. And once you fine start figurin' it out it's amazing! Once you know the energies stuff just works out better than you could have planned.
ME: Oh sure, sure, yeah. Well, here, just hand me that receipt and I'll let you get goin.
ED: Ok, here. Well, good luck with your life here and all.
ME: Thanks, you take care.
ED: Ok. And I hope you get better with your directions!