The cat agrees with Calvin. "Get that damn camera out of my face."


Calvin is reading the paper...


...while we watch fencing.


Did you all know I was married to Rambo? There's critters eating the plants in the back yard. So far, there have been no casualties. (It's a pellet gun, by the way. Not an AK-47.)

We watched the Olympics for the entire day, and took a nap. There are no photos. Then, we decided to see "Collateral" at the drive-in.


Walking to our truck, I recalled that I haven't posted a photo of Marie's truck. Well, I posted the blue version of this truck, but we took that one back the next day and exchanged it for this one, which is an automatic.


"No cameras! No cameras!"


A shot of the sunset, while waiting at a red light. It got much more spectacular than this, but I didn't get a chance to get a picture.


Calvin looking at the sunset. And, perhaps, resigned about the whole camera thing.


In line at the drive-in.


Waiting for the movie to start.


My favorite part, the previews. I told Calvin, "I'm in Preview Heaven." I could see three screens from my vantage in the passenger seat. And kept saying, "Ooh, I wanna see that. And that. Oh, and I'll watch that too!"


The drive-in is in the Phoenix airport's flight path. This would be an airplane. Really.


Me, because Calvin is a good sport and took a picture.


After the movie, we pulled up to the snack bar area and Calvin hopped out to hit the bathroom. I snapped another picture - I think this is from "Catwoman".


Back home, and Marie's had a challenging night with her friends. So she's camping out on the bed (with evil red eyes, apparently) in our room while we chat.


Marie teased Calvin about how he talks with his hands, so here's a shot of his solution. Hands in pockets.


Oz is very interested in the conversation.


We ordered pizza. At quarter to midnight. Like we do every weekend. I swear, not a weekend goes by where we don't get pizza delivered. Sometimes more than once.