If you haven't heard Paul
McCartney's "Flaming Pie", released 3 years ago, you
are truly missing out. Some of the most beautiful
songs he has ever written. And "Heaven on a Sunday"
certainly described this past weekend for Jess and I.
What a truly wonderful day. I'll give you a quick
rundown of our little 10 day excursion:
-First our flight was delayed and
they had to hold up the connecting flight in North
Carolina for us. It was the SHIT. People waiting for
us AS we got off the flight, threw us on those
go-carts and sped us through the terminal. And as we
boarded the plane they shut the door behind us. Now
that's the way to make a connecting flight. We felt
like major bad-asses.
-Our second day home we finally
got rain...and for those of you in Columbus, I'm sure
you remember it. Power was out all over the place, but
Jess and I were in heaven. It's tough to describe
not feeling or seeing rain or even storm clouds for 5
months. You DO miss it. We were in a cafe and
prmoptly jumped out of our booth to run outside.
Kick-ass.
-Getting the wedding license was
real fun. "Wasn't I just here?" kind of pulsed through
my veins for a bit. Certainly hadn't felt like 4 years
ago. Here's the kicker: Could NOT remember my first
wife Burgundie's maiden name for nothing. Ya see, she
changed her name after the divorce to her MOTHER'S
maiden name and it's REALLY close to her father's.
Hell I stared out the window on the 23rd floor of
the municipal court building for damn near 10 minutes.
FINALLY remembered it. It's amazing what your
mind will block out.
-Bachelor Party, Smachelor Party.
Some friends and I played NFL Blitz and Mario
Kart, and Goldeneye, and Dreamcast for hours. Didn't
even get drunk. And I owe Marty Moose $5! Bastard. I
still beat some major ass but Moose got me at the end.
It was a fun night. Thanks again to Matt Rogish who so
kindly...well screw that...thanks to Matt Rogish's mom
who didn't mind a bunch of guys invading their house
to drink beer, eat pizza, and play video games. I was
too busy beating ASS to get too slap-happy. Oh well.
Nothing like winning 16 straight on Mario Kart. Hell
YEEAH. And Gabe, eat shit. Mr. "I think I can
take you at NFL Blitz" 72-20. LOL.
-FAMILY REUNION! Big ass
family reunion on Saturday night. First one of all the
Kontras's in 20 years. How crazy it was to see people
running around with your last name. The kicker was,
you're sitting there checking everyone out... "Hey,
she's hot...ALRIGHTY her last name is Kontras...oops"
You can just hear the Jeff Foxworthy joke now: "If you
go to a family reunion to scope the babes, you might
be a redneck..." What a strange feeling. Especially
with a name like Kontras. It's a pretty small
worldwide group of us. Anyway, the night was awesome.
Can't wait to edit the video.
-Of course the
following morning was the wedding. No
nerves whatsoever on my part until
I looked at my watch and realized the
priest wasn't there at 11:20 (service
started at 11:30). 11:26 he comes
strolling in. "Ya had me nervous there
man..." "Oh these things never start on
time..." (Not when YOU'RE doing
them...lol). The ceremony started off with
"Somebody's Getting Married" from the
Muppets Take Manhatten. Classic. I highly
suggest playing it. Very fun. The ceremony
was wonderful. Weather cooperated
beautifully, which is a big deal in
Columbus. The end of the ceremony
definitely stole the show. He forgot to
tell us to kiss. He introduced us as Mr.
and Mrs. Adam Kontras and sent us on her
way and then stopped us. It was very
comical. And on video too!! Check out this
beautiful
link...
YouTube
link added
01.29.09
-The reception was amazing as
well. We had both events at the River Club. The
wedding outside, and the reception inside. This has to
be the most amazing view of Downtown Columbus I have
ever seen. You gotta check it out some time.
Incredible. And the food was amazing. We had a ig
brunch buffet spread with eggs and sausage and waffles
right next to the chickent and raost beef. Highly
cool. The champagne as well kicked ass. Unexpected
though. Ya see, they had a free flowing champagne
fountain. You just put your glass under the fountain
and fillerup. Well Adam, assumed that this meant it
was shitty champagne. Nope. Pretty good, and pretty
strong. Now lemme tell you what I remember.
I remember having 3 glasses with brunch. All was
right with the world. Had our first round of food and
went to talk to every table. I grabbed one more glass
as I talked. Still charming polite and holding the
video camera quite well. Then there was an earthquake
for about 4 1/2 hours. I guess I have my two best men
to thank for this, as somehow my glass was always
full, but suffice to say Jess lost count at 13
glasses. Adam can't drink 2 beers without falling
over. I held my own pretty good I must say. You could
tell I was a bit "giggly" but I wasn't sloshing.
Near the end of the reception we did the hokey-pokey
and that just about killed me. My dance was quite
different then everyone elses:
"I put my head in, I kept my head
in, I kept my head in, and I kept it in some
more, they all did the hokey pokey and they turned
themselves around, and I kept my head right
there..."
Then as we were closing shop it
all hit me. Yet, I still have flashes of what I
saw. And MOOSE you wanker. I remember him pouring
even more champagne in my glass. So I will say now up
front to everyone: "All apologies for any word or
action I may have befallen on you" Most of you
were gone by the time I got STOOOPID, but to
those of you who were still around, I am sorry. Thank
you to Heather and Tony for helping me back to my
room, getting Jess and I a NEW room when
I proceeded to ruin the first one (I ate
more than I thought) - and thank the sweet
LORD for allowing me to only sleep for about an
hour and then feel fine. If I had ruined THAT night
for Jess...I'd feel horrible. As it was I got up
took a shower, we redressed in all our garb and drove
to DONATOS for some pizza. How cool is that. We ended
up staying up until 4 AM and this one time,
I swear we went for at least...oooh, nevermind.
Heh heh.
-The rest of the trip was a
whirlwind of seeing friends and family and going nuts
trying to find some money that ended up being stolen
from my wallet. Can you believe that? I had $50 in my
wallet in my dressing room at the River Club. Well,
ends up my dressing room is the COAT room and
this worker walks in on me. He apologizes, but when
I look in my wallet the following morning, the
$50 is gone. It completely sucks, and I'm extrememly
angry, but there's just no way to prove it. Oh well.
What can you do. I could've easily had more in
there.
So there you go. An incredibly
busy 10 days is over, and we must now readjust to LA
Life. You'll be hearing rants about Hollywood
Screentest I'm sure, and hopefully by the end of this
month, we'll have sold Movie Minded to a few sites.
For now I get to work on the next Spoof (X-MEN) and
look forward to hearing from you all very
soon.