So I'm running on the beach in Santa Monica last night. And who passes me on rollerblades but Rhona Mitra, and I think her boyfriend was riding his bike along side as she bladed. Anyhoo, I'm running north and they're heading south. Rhona is on the phone btw.
Ten minutes later I have turned around and I'm heading back toward the pier. I was all set to pass them both on the way back. I had my routine set.
1. Turn off my iPod
2. Scream, "Underworld 3 vampire lady" at her
3. If she stopped me I would tell her that we worked together
4. She exits not believing me as she pretty much only saw me in my wolf costume.
Oh well, there's always the next movie which I hope will be called, Underworld 4: Ten Four Back Door. It's a movie where werewolves and vampires are long distance truckers working for competing companies. Rhona will be driving the vampire truck hauling silver bullets and I'll be in my werewolf truck hauling sunlight as we head for un-dead man's curve.
That's never going to happen.
Kurt
2 comments:
Underworld 4: Ten Four Back Door.
...it writes itself....
Underworld 4: Ten Four Back Door...sounds like porn. Really really good porn.
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