Pretend there’s a water cooler right there. You’re standing near it, sipping a cup, pretending to read the federal laws on minimum wage.
I walk up.
You say, “Hey, Jeremy. How was your weekend?”
And I say, “Funny thing you should ask.”
I had higher hopes for my weekend. We had a shoot in Wisconsin on Friday. I screwed up the sound on set, and now I’m working through getting that fixed. It’s a long story, and I’m hoping for a magical mystery miracle to come through from a pro-audio engineer today.
Saturday, we were going to shoot headshots. It was pushed back to Sunday. Saturday afternoon, we went to my second cousin’s birthday party. He and about 12 of his friends were romping around the house when we arrived.
Saturday night, I drove the Mistake Bus into the river by putting bad pepperonis on a pizza. I was so pissed off. I had high hopes for the pie, and low and behold I fucked that up too.
We watched two bad movies on Saturday night as well. We started with “Bridesmaids,” which had all kinds of potential, but after about an hour, I wanted to throw the TV out the window. And then I watched the most recent Transformers movie, hoping to be entertained for 2.5 hours.
I’m not sure what’s worse. Bitchy bridesmaids or thundering bad storylines with badly thought out robots.
Good news did arrive over the weekend, though. Regular-reader Luis V. and his lovely love Becky have announced their engagement (finally!). When we were in NYC, Luis and Becky told us, which we were ecstatic about. But I decided to not write about it here, until they announced it to everyone.
Over the weekend, they finally posted a photo on facebook of the ring. Tina and are so flipping happy for them, and we plan on celebrating with them next March at the wedding.
Yesterday we ended up shooting the headshots and celebrating my brothers-in-laws’ 13th anniversary. Which I thought was much more. And I may have even published numbers ranging from 15 to 150 years.
But it’s only been 13. When we dropped them off after a nice dinner at Shaw’s Crab House, Tina and I chanted “13 more years!, 13 More Years!”
Today’s Halloween. I wish you an evil one with lots of Satanic monsters to celebrate with.
What are you doing for Halloween? At the moment, we haven’t decided what we’re doing.
Above photo is a decoration my cousin made for her son’s birthday.