Monday, July 20, 2009

Belated Vacation Photos...

It may be a little while before another podcast comes along, so in the meantime, I thought I'd share some of the photos I took when I went to visit Monterey and we saw the new movie.

Yep. Here I am in Los Angeles. You can tell because of the massive tool smiling behind me.

Here I am at LAX during my long layover. Guess what I did? Yep. I stared at Beverley Crusher.

Here is the annoying Twin Peaks spoiler. It was the first thing I read in the in-flight magazine. What are the odds? How did they know I was watching Twin Peaks at the exact same time?

Here's the plane to Monterey. I hardly ever have a plane with no movable hallway jetway thingie. So quaint. Felt like I was in the 1940s or something.

The soundboard I packed along ripped a big hole in my new suitcase. It was a soundboard we didn't even bother using.

There's my luggage and my free reading book. Don't judge!

Ahh. Here are the two of us eating at some Indian joint that serves some awesome fire-hot tandoori. As I type this, I'm so terribly hungry. Notice the dorky shirt that J.R. is wearing.

Here we are at the movie! For some reason we felt out of place in our Star Trek gear. If you can't wear a Star Trek uniform to a Star Trek movie on opening day, when can you wear it? Sheesh. It's too bad Star Trek is all mainstream now. We have nowhere to scurry to.

The next day we hit the Monterey Bay Aquarium. George and Gracie weren't there anymore. The big probe log from Star Trek IV came and took them. Actually we didn't bother going in. We just got our picture taken out front.

Free chowder! This is what the future is like!

Please please appreciate the awesome Photoshopping of this picture. It fits the subject!!!

Here's my suitcase clipped in safe and sound because hardly anybody takes the Monterey-LAX run.


Mickael said...

I love the free chowder on the Wharf!

J.R. said...

Free chowder on the Worf! Anyway, great pics Jon. When are we going to Montery to watch a Star Trek movie again?

Elliott said...

It would really be Worf's chowdah (that's how you really say it, Frenchy) if the clams were alive and had spikes.