Thursday, July 22, 2010

I'll Need to See Your Referrrrrrrrraaaaaal . . . .

Nana came for a short visit last weekend, and we miss her already.

Among other things, she told us there are lots of film shoots around New Orleans right now. Some of her friends - the ones with lots of time and patience - have enjoyed serving as extras. She tried to get Doc (her husband) to answer a casting call for "big guys" to be zombies.

And then we laughed and laughed and laughed.

Doc is quite tall, like his son was, with the same lineman's build. He certainly fits the "big guy" description, but the hospital might not like scheduling around his budding acting career.

I should probably point out that Doc is a neurosurgeon.

3 comments:

De in D.C. said...

So he'd actually have access to a never-ending supply of brains? Perfect! That should definitely help his career as a zombie go places. He'd be helping all the other zombies get their fix behind the fenced-off packing lot (or where ever it is that dealers meet [meat?] their clients).

Aunt Bob said...

I would watch a movie with Doc as a zombie maybe even more times than lumpyhead has watched monsters, inc.

Violet said...

Sounds like it'd be fun though