Showing posts with label Christian Berg-Hansen. UROL. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christian Berg-Hansen. UROL. Show all posts

Monday, October 10, 2011

My Weekend @ Shmannel Shmislands

All I'm going to do here is show you a timeline / schedule. All of this is factual, no lies. You tell me if Lauren could keep up with this:

Friday
4:00pm: Arrive in Ventura for the showing of CHOHW
4:30pm: Launch boat for surf trip tomorrow
5:30pm: Eat dinner / have some drinks
5:31pm: Have some drinks
7:00pm: Show up to movie and sign autographs, shake hands, kiss babies
7:01pm: Have some drinks while kissing babies
8:00pm: Watch movie and scream the whole time
8:01pm: Have some drinks while screaming (it's tough to do)
9:00pm: Tell a joke into the mic in front of 500 people and have Keith Malloy take the mic away from you
9:30pm: Go back to the boat, talk for a little bit, visit the grocery store for food supplies, and tell Tim not to party too hard and get arrested
11:00pm: Bed time.


Saturday
4:00am: Wake up and start packing
5:00am: Figure out why the motor won't start. (Turns out the motor had a strict no starting before 5:00am rule). It eventually started, and we heading off to Shmannel Shmislands
6:20am: Arrive at Santa Cruz south shore and surf/bodysurf for 2 hours alone. There were no other boats.
7:30am: Get hit by surfboard in head, and bleed everywhere so the sharks can eat Tim.
9:30am: Eat a sandwich.
11:00am: Go surf for another 2 hours
1:00pm: Eat a sandwich and find a place to dive for dinner (Christian speared two fish for us).
3:00pm: Return to the surf spot and surf for another 45 minutes
3:45pm: Head home
5:00pm: Enter Ventura Harbor
6:30pm: Sit in the jacuzzi and start BBQing the fish
9:00pm: Visit bars that literally not one single person is in
11:00pm: Return to boat and play mandalin while falling asleep, sitting up

Sunday
6:00am: Wake up, pack up your shit, and get ready to head to Magic Mountain.
10:00am: Arrive at Magic Mountain and just fuck that place up until you gots to go.
10:00am to 4:30pm: Batman, Colossus, Scream, Green Lantern, Goliath, Viper, Tatsu, Riddler's Revenge, X2...booya grandma
4:30am: Tell Tim he isn't going to puke and start headin' home.
6:00am: Arrive home to your beautiful wife (guarantee you she'll never have one of those)


...Nailed it.

Thomas VanMelum

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Christian Berg-Hansen Knows Best


I'm just now getting comfortable with the idea of Final Cut express, and how there is no way I will ever be able to dedicate the time I need to, to get the product I want. Does anyone else ever feel that? I'm thinking, "Damn. I've got all these great visions and ideas in my head, I need to become a film maker so I can see these through." Then Girlfren' yells at me to take the trash out and play with the dogs -- reality check.

Everyone who knows me well knows I don't have cable tv. I figure, if I really want to watch a show, I will seek it out. Otherwise, I will waste hours upon hours watching things I don't really care about, just because I'm too lazy to get up and do something else. That being said, Katie (mentioned in an earlier blog post) recommended Girlfren' and I watch An Idiot Abroad. So far it is amazing and hysterical. I won't waste time explaining the premise, but watch a promo or two (their only a minute) and see if it peaks your interest.

Last thing I want to talk about is the Trending section on Youtube. Everyone needs to check this out daily! 3 videos every day that are worth while watching, and it gives it to you right there in an easy to swallow pill; after all, we want media to give us what we want, when we want, and how we want it. Waaaaaaaa!

Monday, January 24, 2011

The UROL: Spreading Peace One Wave at a Time

This weekends mayhem was made possible by this power couple. So, I would like to start out with a big thanks to Keith and Tiffany for letting us stay at their home. A distinction must be made here, I'm not friends with Tiffany, but I am friends with her brother.

Christian Berg-Hansen and I pretty much raped the town of the Unmentionable Reef Of Legend while we weren't in the water or sleeping -- sometimes doing both at the same time. With crude gestures to old woman, poor driving skills, and just a general disregard for social norms, we managed to conjure up some major fun. We ate breakfast at Broken Yolk which was just like Anthony Mason, AMAZING! I'm going to open up a gym right next to it called Yolk then Choke. I'm going to open up a comedy next to that called Yoke then Joke...you get where this is going.


These are the photos of Christian and I ripping it up -- aka goofing around because the swell was much smaller on Sunday when these photos were taken. I'm sorry this couldn't be much funnier, there were just too many awesome things happening this weekend.