Bust Out Another Thousand.

Or at least, that’s what the guys on Pawn Kings tell me.  That proved to be the case this weekend.  I was going to head out for a quick trip to Possum Kingdom with some of the nursing school girls today.  But at 0830 this morning, I got a text message saying that the boat wasn’t working, and the trip was possibly going to be boat-delayed until some other weekend. 15-minutes later, the trip was officially off.  Boats are expensive.  And apparently, very fickle.

Zack and I made up for our lack of lake by spending the day lounging in the pool with our friends Betsy and Randy.  I landed myself a Coppertone Baby-quality butt tan line, a hefty dose of vitamin D intake and an entire relaxing afternoon with one of my oldest friends.  Win, win, win.  Well, the tan line thing will be a win eventually.  Right after the lobster color fades away.  And for now, it’s not even that bad.  I have some aloe gel with lidocaine in it, which is really helping with the burning.

After roasting all afternoon, the four of us piled into the car and went to go see Dinner for Schmucks with Paul Rudd and Steve Carell.  I really liked the movie.  I hate to say that I liked movies to people, because then they go in there expecting it to be the BEST THING EVAR and get disappointed, so I’m not going to say that.  I’m going to say that you should go to that movie and expect it to be really average.  Then when it surprises you by blowing you and your meager expectations out of the water, call me, and we’ll revel in the awesomeness.