Day Fifty-Three: Filming, Day One

8/3/13, 10:21 PM PDT

Big, big, BIG day today. Filmed from 1PM to 6PM, which was EXHAUSTING. And all while running on four hours of sleep.

Agh, didn't get to write notes of what happened today like I usually do with my entries, so I'm basing this entirely off my memory. Let's see...

Well, Nick was the first one to show up, so we just started with his scene in the backyard. Angela came next, and after than, everyone else. Diana brought her tiny dog too, which was ADORABLE. It peed in my backyard, but I don't care.

Then we filmed the intro scene while my neighbor watched in the background. Laughed at Angela's pathetic knife stab acting, then went to the nearby pool. And by went, I mean walked. Under an overhead sun. While my actors were all wearing full black.

Needless to say, we were all tired after arriving. Quickly filmed a running scene, then walked to Breen Park. We took the long way, for some reason, and Angela ran back to go get her sunglasses, which she couldn't find. She got lost and I had to give her directions.

Filmed in the men's bathroom, which Angela had to enter despite being female. Laughed when Rhys failed to catch Nick when he was falling in the bathroom, and laughed even harder when Nick had to land on his face in the bathroom floor and missed the magazine that was supposed to protect his face from the ground.

Auuugh, I'm exhausted. I'll write more in-depth tomorrow.





RFotD: Big budget movies typically take one to three years to complete, from pre to post production.

SGAT: Worked on my short film.

Day Fifty-Two: Nothing But Filmmaking

8/2/13, 7:43 AM PDT

Woo! Actually got to wake up later than 5:30 today.

Woke up at 5:31. Damn it.



Same day, 4:11 PM PDT

FIVE HOURS OF STRAIGHT EDITING. Just BARELY finished the short film, with probably seconds to spare. I think it's pretty okay, for a week-long project and a 5-hour edit. We all had to do our own version and in my opinion, I think mine was the best out of the entire group. Not to sound stuck up, but my edit was pretty damn good. See for yourself.

Since we had five videos per group and five groups, only one person's edit per group would be shown. Half of my group left before the exhibition, so we would be showing either mine, Malia's, or Luke's. Malia didn't want to show hers, and Luke's wasn't that great, so of course, we chose mine to be presented.

...Except Luke was REALLY insistent on showing his, and seeing that he's only 13, I let him have the limelight.

Come the parent exhibition, we showed ours second to last...

And only my mom laughed really hard.

Speaking of the parent exhibition, the other films were pretty interesting. There was one group that made a movie where a guy got paranoid from an avocado that hit his head. Another group made a pretty cool black and white horror film with red in it, kind of like Madworld (the video game) or Sin City. One group made a superhero movie, and the last group made a commercial for Febreze where they would kill people off one by one and they'd smell something nice every time someone died (kind of like this picture).

Pretty good group, I'd say. Really excited for the advanced class next week though.

Oh, and I got a pretty little diploma thing. It comes in a fancy little folder.

Pretty, huh? TARDIS blue too.

It's like a high school diploma, only it's not. I don't know, it's late and
I'm out of jokes.

8/3/13, 2:17 AM PDT

AAAAAAGH. Up late prepping up for tomorrow's shoot. Annotated a lot, bought parts for the knife belt, actually made the knife belt, got Zach's shipment of props, and made a quick little name plate for Diana.

This took effing WEEKS to make. It's not even funny.

Here's the first step to making the knife belt, which is connecting it to
a metal beam.

Completed product, currently stabbing me.

Completed product, on table.

PROPS.

Cool little thing about Zach's props, he made a detachable silencer using Legos, superglue, and a cardboard tube.

He described it as "ghetto." I describe it as "genius."

RFotD: In real life, silencers don't muffle gunshots to the degree shown in movies. Rather, they only diffuse the gunshot so that it's more difficult for the targets to figure out where the gunshot came from. Subsonic ammunition can more accurately replicate the "silenced" effect in movies.

SGAT: PREPPED UP TO MAKE MY MOVIE. Also finished my film camp's first movie.

Day Fifty-One: Faulty Footage and Flash Games

8/1/13, 7:56 AM PDT

Really early yet again. Not even the staff is here yet. Huh.

Just gonna keep on playing Random FireRed then. Even though I like Random Emerald way more.



Same day, 5:13 PM PDT

We started reshooting immediately after class started. We got a decent chunk done before lunch. Ate a quick little sandwich and played piano at the Middle Earth lounge for the hour of break that we got and right after, more filming. This time, I didn't have to eat a disgusting banana.

The antagonist did. Bwahahaha.

We finished shooting around 2-ish, where the last scene we shot involved me screaming "NOOO" in the middle of UCSD again. You can imagine the looks I got.

Made the grueling walk back to class and what happened? FOOTAGE IS CORRUPTED AGAIN. Since we've used a different camera, a different CF card, and a different card reader, the only other variables are Final Cut Pro X, QuickTime, or the Mac itself.

We did a bit more testing and apparently, it has something to do with FCPX trying to render the footage wrong. They rendered the footage on another computer and it worked perfectly, so that's what they'll be doing when class ends since the transferring between computers takes forever and required multiple external hard drives.

So the entire rest of the hour before we left, my group just surfed the Intenet. James put up R. Kelly's "Trapped in the Closet" which was a lot funnier than I remember it. If you're unfamiliar with it, it's a 33-episode dramatic musical where the entire thing is sung by R. Kelly in the same tempo and tune. It's ridiculous, but here' the first
episode.

Also, we found those awesome site called "gamedesign.jp" where there are 9 mildly difficult puzzles that you have to solve. I beat all but two of them and one of the ones that I didn't beat was Solitaire, which I'm pretty good at. Among the other puzzles were Lights Out, this one puzzle where you are a cop trying to catch a robber in a 4x4 grid with a curve in one corner, and a game where you had to block off a cat from escaping a plain made of hexagonal pieces. All were slightly challenging, took a bit of time.

But the last one I got stuck on? Goddamn Lights Out. But instead of only turning on/off adjacent lights, the lights you press (de)activate all of the lights in a diagonal line from it.

I solved the Lights Out level in 5 minutes. This diagonal Lights Out took FORTY MINUTES. AND I DIDN'T EVEN BEAT IT.

It's ridiculous.

Anyway, on the bus right now. There's a girl across from me chatting away at her cellphone ever since she got on. I'm assuming she's my age (if not a little younger) since she said that the other person was lucky for being able to drive at 15.

Back to the point, why am I mentioning her? Well, turns out, she talked about some person in Texas dying in a Six Flags ride and that Simon Cowell's getting sued for some reason. Gotta watch the news more if I'm getting new info from a 15 year old girl across from me than the BBC.





RFotD: R. Kelly wrote "I Believe I Can Fly." For you people like me who immediately think Michael Jordan wrote it because of Space Jam, you're wrong.

SGAT: Made films. So exhausted.

Day Fifty: Failing Fruit Film

7/31/13, 7:43 AM PDT

Really early yet AGAIN. Had to get up even earlier today since dad was late yesterday. I'm so tired, stayed up until midnight last night working on planning what to film on the weekend.

But I guess I shouldn't complain. It's really nice here and it's training me to get up early for school anyway. Plus, it gives me a chance to play Random FireRed.



Same day, 5:28 PM PDT

So we practically finished our movie, which is RIDICULOUS. Had to act out a banana death scene, which meant that I had to scream "NOOOOOO" in the middle of UCSD. Quite a few people looked at me, of course.

Then, we choreographed a pretty simple fight scene with banana daggers, which I won. Know what my prize was? I had to eat the disgusting, mushy banana that we used to fight. And as guns for the past 4 hours. It was brown and really, really soft. And I ate all of it.

It actually was pretty good. They all thought that I was disgusting.

Then, we go to edit our footage and you know what happened? DATA IS CORRUPTED. All of our shots have these horrible, horrible red, blue, and green bars that cut across the screen as well as these corrupted bits. The audio's fine, thankfully, but the video is AWFUL. Well, it's not unwatchable, but it's really glitchy and unappealing.

But even if we did decide to go with the cool, distorted feeling, we'd still be out of luck because IT CRASHES OUR COMPUTERS. When we scrub through the footage, we get the Rainbow Pinwheel of Pain, followed by an abrupt crash from Final Cut Pro.

But mine doesn't crash, which is interesting. The distortion's still there, but the crashes are absent. And, if we watch it on the camera, it looks fine. So I'm willing to bet that it's either the card reader or the software.

Regardless of the cause, we still have to reshoot tomorrow because each person in the group has to edit their own version. But if worse comes to worse, I could just get out current footage and make it some kind of techno- thriller. With fruit.



Same day, 7:21 PM PDT

Took the bus home. TWO HOUR COMMUTE. TWO HOURS. It took FOREVER.

Oh, and I saw Chardlo on my way home. Heh.





RFotD: Sometimes, Michael forgets to write out his daily entries because Film Camp leaves him drained and exhausted at the end of the day.

SGAT: More film camp filming, worked a lot on my script again.

Day Forty-Nine: Straight-Up Filmmaking

7/30/13, 8:28 AM PDT

Dropped off at camp VERY early. Arrived at 7:30 even though class starts at 9. So of course, being the prepared person I am, I brought my PSP along with a ROM of Random FireRed. And I mean TRUE Random. My Random Emerald only randomized starters and encounters, but FireRed? EVERYTHING is random. Random starters, random encounters, random trainer Pokémon, random trainer names and titles, even the LEGENDARIES are randomized. I mean I could see a sprite of Mewtwo in the final cave and it'll probably be replaced by a Seaking.

It's actually really awesome.



Same day, 12:29 PM PDT

Got a lot of storyboarding done and we kind of know where we'll be filming. Lunchtime and I'm still working on the storyboard. Forgot my jacket and it's FREEZING out here. Damn it.

Note to self, never EVER forget your jacket, no matter how hot it is when I leave the class.



Same day, 11:34 PM PDT

WE GOT TO FILM. We started right with the action scene since they were the easiest to do. Or so we thought.

They were DIFFICULT. Especially since we were laughing practically half of the time. But surprisingly, my group (which I thought was pretty bad yesterday) is actually pretty great. They really like my input and even though they're pretty goofy at times, it's fun.

And we got a decent chunk of the film done. The intro chase scene got almost-finished. We finished at a part where we THREW A BANANA AT ONE OF OUR ACTORS. Mind you that the actor we pegged was shirtless and the banana was a lot harder than we thought. We thought it'd just explode harmlessly.

It left a huge c-shaped red mark on his back and bounced off with a loud splish sound. It was gross. And painful-sounding.

Then, when I got home, I found that my package from Party City arrived, which is EPIC.

YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.

The green bubble thing at the top isn't exactly a prop, it's just the thing that cushioned all the props. Like bubble wrap, only bigger and probably more satisfying to pop.

But this green oversized bubble wrap ended up being useful as filling for the money bag.

Check it.

Just full of greens.

Heck yeah. We're set for props. And almost set for actors too! Got a pretty reliable cast set up so far, the only thing we really need are extras to be grunts. But that shouldn't be much of a problem.

RFotD: Bananas, in the typical sense, originated from a single mutated plant. All yellow, curved bananas (named the Cavendish banana) are perfect clones of each other and thus, are very susceptible to rapid extinction due to no genetic diversity.

SGAT: MADE MOVIES. Finished a shooting plan for my own film and got props together.

Day Forty-Eight: Just One Big Social Experiment

7/29/13, 7:15 AM PDT

Camp time, aww yeah! Woke up at 6 to prep for camp, which is three hours earlier than I'm used to. But that's okay, because it's god damn FILM CAMP.



Same day, 7:45 AM PDT

So, due to impeccable timing, we're actually really early to camp. We got here at 7:30 and check in begins in half an hour. So, mom has left and I'm sitting here at UCSD waaaay early. There's not much to do, so I guess I'll be writing on my phone for most of the day.

A bit of analysis on the other camp people. The staff look nice enough, they're certainly not old, strict film veterans. Most are in their 20s, 30s.

As for the other campgoers, so far they all look like I could count the number of years they've been alive on two hands, which is worrying. I don't want to be that one kid in the group photo that's a thousand times taller than the other kids. The site said that the camp's for ages 18 an under, but I swear, if nobody's broken the 13 year barrier except me...

Anyway, did some walking around the campus to kill some time. The place where they're holding these classes has really nice skybridges across the buildings.

Prettttyyyyyy.

They also have these neat little pixel robot things and movie cameras stuck on windows using Post-it notes.

Don't know why a light would be right in front of a camera, but okay.

They're adorable. Except the one on the left. Reminds me of the demon
in that one game that moves the screen.

Apart from that, there's really not that much in this tiny little quarter that the camp's taking up.

Should've brought my PSP so I could play more Random Emerald.



Same day, 8:08 AM PDT

Check ins have started, aww yeah. Met one other teenager, but he wasn't in the same class as I was, so yeah. At least my social skills are semi-improving, which is nice.

Also, it seems that my Doctor Who shirt is garnering a decent amount of attention, just as I expected. Seems like a great icebreaker, two people have already approached me. So has my bag, which in the shape of an NES controller. Heh.

Made friends with one teacher, which is pretty awesome. A kid also pointed out my bag. Heheheh.



Same day, 12:14 PM PDT

A bit more lecture after a 30 minute break where we captured a flag, then lunchtime. Sat with a few people that shared two critical similarities with me: They brought their own lunch and they like Doctor Who.

I'm glad that I wore this shirt, it's done wonders for my social skills.

Also, some kids are sitting behind us. Non-teenagers, mind you. Interesting bunch, these summer camp kids. I can't tell if they're smart or just weird. They were talking about drawings they drew and one criticized the other about drawing sunglasses on a sun's face.

I have to give it to them, sunglasses on a sun is pretty stupid.



Same day, 12:16 PM PDT

The kids are playing songs popular on the Internet.

Yep. They're insufferable.



Same day, 3:55 PM PDT

So there's this girl sitting all by herself during break while the rest of the group is laughing and having fun. So, me being the gentleman I am, decide to walk up to her and talk to her. Not because she's pretty, but because I'm a gentleman.

Simple start. "Do you mind if I sit here?" She sighs, and nods. I try to strike light conversation and all I'm getting are one-worded responses and nods while she mindlessly types away at her phone. I ask why she's not talking much and she says she only talk a lot when she's tired. And she's not tired.

I think she brushed me off. Thankfully, the bell saved the day and we had to go back to classes right after that.

She wasn't that pretty anyway.



Same day, 6:10 PM PDT

Quickly, before I get to the real highlight of the day, I'll tell you about my film group and my movie.

It sucks.

It consists of two hyperactive 13 year old boys, an uninterested 13 year old girl, and a 16 year old white kid that keeps interrupting class to try and one-up the teacher by saying things he knows before the teacher can say it. And the first idea out of their mouths?

"Banana guns."

Admittedly, it's a unique concept, but the ideas they threw around with it are RIDICULOUS. Genius ideas such as

"Let's put a CGI Hulk in there!" and

"Let's wear funny hats for absolutely no reason!" and of course

"BANANA. ZOMBIES."

But, with my leadership, I've straightened out the concept of Banana Guns and made it a pretty decent action comedy. And hey, they casted me as the protagonist, which is pretty cool.

The 16 year old white kid still claimed all responsibility for his ideas though. Pbbbth.

Anyway, now to the meat of the day. So due to my parents' awkward schedule, they told me that I should wait at Westfield UTC, a few ways off UCSD. They tell me to take the trolley, so I use my average skills of public transportation to figure out where to go and I get on the correct trolley.

Turns out, my average public transportation skills are actually sub-average. Might even be considered "mediocre." Or I could blame San Diego's public transport, which is confusing as hell, but I doubt that, because all these people seem to know exactly where to get on and off.

Needless to say, I got very confused. I got off the UCSD trolley and reoriented myself, figured out what trolley I needed, and went on it.

That's about the time I realized that there's a clockwise and counterclockwise route. And I got on the wrong one.

Got off again, this time decided to ask for directions at the bus stop. One guy didn't know zip about the MTS, so that makes three people clueless about public transportation in that stop. Me, that other guy, and me again, because my public transportation skills are so bad that I count as two negative people.

Second person I asked was really helpful. Told me where to go. He probably knew where to go since he was a bus driver. So I listened to him, got on the bus...

And the fare's $2.25. I have a single dollar bill. And a 20. They don't give change.

The bus driver was AWESOMELY nice though, and decided to give me the fare for a dollar. What a nice dude.

After an entire HOUR of waiting, finally made it to Westfield. My legs ache and the bottom of my spine is killing me from the amount of walking I had to do. This Nintendo shoulder bag isn't helping much either.





RFotD: Digital Media Academy initially started out in Stanford University, but slowly expanded through a few US states and even into Canada.

SGAT: Made movie things, learned film terminology. Err, reviewed film terminology would be a more appropriate term.

Day Forty-Seven: Nothing Interesting Happens. Again.

7/28/13, 2:45 PM PDT

NOTHING MUCH, OKAY. Saw Yasmine at church, visited UCSD to see where camp would be, WHATEVER.

Sorry if the last few entries have been really thin, it's because I'm writing them all today (7/29/13) and I REALLY want to get to today's entry.




RFotD: UCSD's Geisel Library inspired the Snow Fortress in the third dream layer of Inception.

SGAT: NONE OKAY JESUS.

Day Forty-Six: Exploding Whales

7/27/13, 11:05 AM PDT

Intel Museum, not much cool stuff there save for a TOUCHSCREEN WINDOW WITH A DISPLAY. Didn't get any pictures because I'm a moron, but WOW, was it cool.

Anyway, still driving home. While on the way home, I heard this RIDICULOUS story about Oregon state officials blowing up a dead beached whale. You have to hear it to believe it.

It's the GREATEST.




RFotD: When they die naturally, whale carcasses typically sink to the bottom of the ocean, where their bodies can be used to fuel an ecosystem of its own.

SGAT: NONE.

Day Forty-Five: Random Emerald

7/26/13, 12:18 PM PDT

Leaving Monterey. So long, Jellyfish! Now playing Pokémon Random Emerald while sitting in the car.

What's Random Emerald? Well, it's Emerald version, but hacked so that instead of normal Pokémon encounters, you get completely randomized Pokémon. You get different starters, different Pokémon in caves, and whatnot. It's actually really awesome, especially since I started out with a Blissey and managed to catch a Dragonite as my first Pokémon.

Watched Happy Gilmore with my sister at my dad's adopted sister's house. Not much else today, to be honest.





RFotD: Blissey has the highest possible HP out of all Pokémon, able to reach 714 with perfect IVs and EV training.

SGAT: None really.

Day Forty-Four: Pretty Pretty Pics

7/25/13, 3:19 PM PDT

Visited the famous Monterey Aquarium. WOW, is it great. Whipped out my nice camera  First things first, their jellyfish exhibit. There were a thousand more exhibits, but these were the only good pictures I could take since the other ones move so fast that it's impossible to focus on them.

SO GOOD LOOKING.

THANK YOU, HD CAMERA.

Caught a diver feeding an exhibit.

Diver feeding fish? Or the sequel to Piranha? You decide.

But you know what I really liked? The sea otter exhibit. They look SO RELAXED just swimming on their backs, gliding on the water. I want that life.

I want this. No, I need this.

Had a quick lunch, then decided to get my sister hyped for effing PUFFINS. She didn't know what the hell a puffin was up until today, but I hyped it so much with my puffin chant that she was SO EXCITED to see it.

When I took this picture, she practically squealed in amusement.

"WAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" -Megan

Then we saw seahorses. Lots and lots of seahorses that are a pain in the NECK to photograph because of how tiny they are.

Yellow seahorse!

A seahorse roughly as big as my di...nosaur action figure.

THE RARE AND ELUSIVE TUMORHORSE.

Meh.

THE PYGMYHORSE.

That's the weirdest looking seahorse I've ever seen.

Then, penguins!

The girl on the right looks like Mew2King.

After that, a few other random exhibits which I'm too lazy to post pictures of because I took A LOT. Also, touched manta rays and DREW MY OWN JELLYFISH.

My sister's jellyfish.

My jellybear.

My Nyan Cat.

My camera ran out of battery, so I had to use my
iPhone. It's Superman.

Oh, and more jellies.

Floating amidst the darkness, alone.

It looks like it has gumdrop legs.

See?

Haikuuuuuuus.

More of the Gumdrop Jelly.

You can probably tell what was my favorite jellyfish.

And when we left, diverman here said goodbye.

I'm gonna torture you until you bleed pain.

Rest of the day was pretty boring. Heh.




RFotD: Jellyfish stings can vary from totally harmless and unfeelable, like the Moon Jellyfish, to rapidly lethal, like the Box Jellyfish.

SGAT: None really.

Day Forty-Three: Monterey, Day One

7/24/13, 9:44 AM PDT

So apparently, last night, I talked in my sleep. I said "Can I change the channel, mom?" and "The channel on the TV" even though obviously, there wasn't a TV in the car. My family thought it was HILARIOUS even though I don't remember any of it.

They're never gonna let me hear the end of it. Sigh.



Same day, 2:54 PM PDT

Arrived in Monterey! Roamed the mall for a bit since our check-in time isn't until 3. Walked into a toy shop andOH MY GOD, THEY HAVE SUCH AWESOME STUFF. LOOK AT THIS TRI-SHOT RUBBER BAND GUN.

"You can kill the terrorist AND the hostage next to him in one shot!"

AND THIS CLOCKTOWER MADE OF K'NEX

Look me straight in the eye and tell me this isn't
the blurriest thing you've ever seen.

And... The holy grail.

Mash'em Smash'em Androids.

Afterwards, we drove out to the bay, where we found some geese that apparently followed us from Hurricane Harbor. So I decided to feed them some leftover french fries we had and managed to get these geese closeups in the process.

"Get my good side, human."

The one on the right is Timmy. He don't talk much.

Time Magazine's cover photo for February 29, 2012. No joke.

Compensating.

One bit me. Should I get checked?

Moving on to that horrible STD joke, we finally got to our hotel. And look at our view!

I'd kill to do parkour on these roofs (rooves?)

Same day, 9:06 PM PDT

Ate at Bubba Gump. The food was okay. Also, bought sweatpants at a gift shop since I forgot my jeans at home and shorts aren't going to cut it in this weather. I feel weird wearing these black sweatpants since I'm also wearing a black jacket. Makes me look like a... what's the word? Those people that wear all black, run through the streets silently, and discreetly kill people before sneaking away?

Oh, that's right. A thug.

I bought this thing too. It's a pen, but when you click the thing that makes the pen tip come out, the claw clamps down. It's the greatest.

Snip.

Snap.

RFotD: Castroville, an area in Monterey, CA, crowned a woman named "Norma Jean" as its first Artichoke queen. Norma Jean is of course, more known as "Marilyn Monroe."

SGAT: Nada.

Day Forty-Two: Geese Waste and Waterslides

7/23/13, 7:17 PM PDT

Quick little breakfast at the hotel, then head to Six Flags. Well, technically, Hurricane Harbor.

Ignore my sister posing.

Took FOREVER to find a spot because everyone and their mother had the same idea to go here in the middle of summer. We eventually did, after some negotiation with a massive family of 6. First stop? The lazy river with my sister.

The water was incredibly warm and refreshing, although the bits of plants and foliage floating along was pretty annoying too. Very relaxing, I spent a good chunk of my time just lying on my back, cruising down the river.

Until I saw a bird swoop right above the water and stealth-bomb the water with a large blob of poop. The lazy river pretty much lost all its appeal from then on.

After that, I went on the huge waterslides. And I realized something. You're not paying to ride the slides here. You're paying to wait in lines and occasionally be rewarded by slides. Don't get me wrong, the slides are AWESOME. They almost make up for the fact that most of the time I spent here was either waiting in line or sprinting barefoot across the searing hot cement. I swear, my feet are both cooked medium-well from this visit.

But out of all 46 billion slides of this park, only two are worth mentioning. Lightning Falls and Venom Drop. Lightning Falls is an open-top slide where you sit on a large inner tube to slide down. But it's not the only inner tube slide, so why am I mentioning it? Simple. Because I almost fricking DIED on this one. A few seconds after coming out of the starting area, my inner tube spins 180 and I'm going down the slide back first. Of course, being me, I didn't really like the fact that I can't see where I'n going, so I try to throw my legs to the left to get a better view of the front. I pull it off, but with HORRIBLE timing. I managed to do it as my tube approached a curve and the added momentum of my legs managed to launch me a LOT higher up the guard wall than usual. Typically, the curves of water slides have taller walls to prevent you from falling out, but even then, my tube managed to touch the TOP of the wall. I thought I was gonna fall off and almost shat myself right there. But I made it out in one piece, obviously.

And Venom Drop? Eh, it's okay, I guess. It's just a 75-foot open-ceiling water slide. No curves. Just a straight shot down. No big deal.

After that, went back to our little spot near the kiddie pools, which, at the time of my arrival, were closed because a large goose walked up to the pool and disposed its solid waste right in the middle of the pool. Heh. Bought a delicious, delicious funnel cake. First time eating those things and my GOD, do I regret not trying them earlier. They're SO GOOD. Cake bits, whipped cream, and strawberries, all sprinkled with powdered sugar. Diabetes has never tasted so delicious.

Later, when I was drying off in the changing room, some white guy next to me decides to get butt-naked in the open which made for an INCREDIBLY AWKWARD situation for me. I tried to just ignore the pale, cratered moon staring right at me. I really did.

But then he farted. I could tell he tried to make it silent, but he failed and a tiny ounce of noise escaped. And I heard it. And it was pointed at me.

I just left. Right there, right then.



Same day, 7:23 PM PDT

You thought I was kidding about the geese? Well I'm not. And for proof, look at this picture.

"The humans are leaving. Assimilate leftover snacks."

THE PARK PEOPLE JUST LET THEM WALK THROUGH LIKE IT'S NOTHING. It's actually pretty awesome except for the fact that they leave disgusting green bricks everywhere.

And the park looks very pretty in the sunset.

I know it's not Hurricane Harbor. Shut up.

Same day, 10:43 PM PDT

Nothing interesting so far. Slept in the car and played SSB for the most part. Ate at Denny's, now driving to a hotel waaaaay in the distance.





RFotD: According to SSB tier lists, Pikachu is the strongest character due to a fantastic recovery and great edgeguarding ability.

SGAT: None really.