I failed the challenge

I'll admit it. It's been a while since my last post. No catching up now. Finishing school for the year and starting work has changed around everything a lot. I've got to figure out what I'm doing again.

I slept from 9pm to 9am. I wouldn't do it again. I thought sleep was usually awesome but now I wish I never had to sleep. I blame it on the hour-long nap from 8-9 that grogged me up and made me not want to do anything else anymore. It's ironic that my saturday night was the least eventful night by far this week. I'm feeling kind of existential this morning.

Less is More

I'm also lazy.

Two Movie Ideas

Two ideas for movie projects that I want to do this summer.

The first one is based on the movie 'bowfinger'. The premise of the movie is Steve Martin, an aspiring director, is trying to shoot a movie starring Eddie Murphy, the hottest action star of the time. He ends up shooting the movie without Eddie Murphy ever finding out that he was in the movie. It is really funny the kinds of things they have to do. What I want to do is have 2 teams that need to make a movie starring the other team. Neither team wants to be in the other team's movie so they don't know when they are being filmed. The teams need to be sneaky and capture the actors doing things on their own without any direction. The whole project would take place over a month, leaving lots of time to collect footage. Teams probably wouldn't bother to write a story until the footage was collected, but they may wish to set up events that their actors will be forced to interact with. It could be a tough challenge but I think the process would be very fun and the final products could be very interesting.

The other idea for a movie is called 'the remake'. Basically every week the same movie is made, from scratch and from memory. I'm not sure yet whether the remake would always be of the original or whether it would be of the previous week's remake. Either way it would be hilarious to watch everything together at the end. I once shot a terrible remake of a terrible movie we made and it was really funny to watch, even though both movies were bad. If this movie is any good I think the final product will be great.

While I Was Sleeping

Last night I was really tired and had lots to drink. I went to bed and sent text messages to everyone that had just been over, just thanking them and stuff for coming. Then today I was talking to a friend and he said he had got my messages. I was confused because I was pretty sure I had only sent him one. We kind of dismissed it. Then he mentioned what I had written and it didn't sound familiar at all. I didn't believe it was from me. Then I checked my phone and it was saved in my 'sent messages' folder. It was bizarre. The only possible explanation is that I fell asleep and sent him the messages while I was sleeping. It is possibly the funniest thing I have ever done without realizing it. The first text read "Could have fallen asleep." The second message read "So tired. Sleep will be tund sweet" There are so many things about these messages that are hilarious. Firstly, talking about sleeping, while I am in fact asleep. I must have been so exhausted. Also, the messages use english and everything but don't make complete sense. Could have fallen asleep is very unclear as to what it is referring to. 'Tund' is a word that I have never heard of before, but I might start using it. It's odd that it just popped into a normal functional sentence and made it ridiculous. Those were the only two messages that I sent out sleeping, both to the same person, after sending multiple awake texts to many other people.

The whole event is so funny for me. I don't normally do things in my sleep and texting seems like a more complex process. I wish I could write more while I am sleeping. It is interesting to see what kind of things the brain does when it's not being controlled by the consciousness.

Also, I missed two days of posts. I don't really care though. It felt more like one day really anyways.

Horribly Arrogant or Very Amusing

I had a ridiculous idea the other day to put a picture of myself on every locker at school. Just a black and white headshot on an 8 1/2 by 11 sheet of paper. Then I thought maybe just slip them into each locker. I really like the idea because it is so stupid that no one would ever do it. And those are often things that I like to do. I'm a bit worried though that it would make me look too full of myself. Obviously I could avoid that by using a picture of someone else, but it would mean something different then, and I'd prefer it to be someone at the school. I can imagine people thinking I was a complete idiot for doing it, but I'm not too sure that I care. I would worry more about people that thought it was funny but thought that I was full of myself. I don't know if other people realize it much, but I am often very full of myself and it is a big fear of mine that I might start showing it too much. I think this project could be hilarious, especially in an art school, but I'm really going to have to give it serious thought and consult friends before trying anything. I'm almost thrilled by the idea of being that full of myself to leave everyone a picture of myself, but I'm also a bit repulsed by it. I do believe that to succeed it can be of great benefit to be full of oneself but I'm not sure exactly how this would help me succeed or what in. I want to be careful that I'd be doing it for the right reasons.

As soon as I finish my low-fi acoustic album I want to do a high production rap album. It comes down to lyrics as my main issue. I was thinking of a bunch of really personally emasculating songs that would contrast the typical rap song completely. If I can come up with ten of these I think I'll be fine. Writing lyrics is so hard when I don't want people to think they're stupid.

Once again, because I think I said it before, it is alarming how little control I have over my thoughts and feelings. They seem almost arbitrary when I step back, but they also make complete sense when I step forward. I wish I could rationally tell myself what to think. It would make life infinitely easier.

Identical Car Collision

This is a hilarious idea that my friend came up with that we were discussing more today. I thought I should write it down here because I don't think it was written down yet.

Two identical cars have a head on collision. The drivers and passengers are all wearing identical jump suits. Two different ethnic groups make up th drivers and passengers. In each car there are two of each people from the ethnic ethnic groups. One car speaks all just one language and the other car speaks all just the other language. After the cars collide the ambulances show up and the chaos ensues.

If the event could be staged properly, using stunt professionals and everything it would be a really neat thing to do. No one would know that it had been staged because crashes like that usually aren't. It would just be this incredibly bizarre event that people would never forget.

I once saw two identical cars, fancy expensive yellow sports cars, traveling in opposite directions on the same street. I remember that really surprised and amused me. I can't imagine what I would have thought if they had crashed into each other too.

I feel malnourished right now, I haven't been eating properly or regularly for a day. I'm going to try to get my body back on track tomorrow. I always feel much more appreciative of all the food in my fridge when I have been away from it for an extended period of time.

I had an amusing period of sleep last night where I remember laughing a lot in all my dreams but I'm not sure if there was anything to be laughed at. It was just pure solid fun times. I also kicked a wolf that was attacking me in another dream.

Usually Not

Here's something that can be kind of annoying. Sometimes someone will tell you that they have found the funniest thing you have ever seen and they tell you you have to check it out online. So you do because you have nothing better to do. But the thing isn't actually that funny because you don't share that person's sense of humour and you end up wasting your time. I guess you have to check it because there may be a chance that it actually is the funniest thing ever. Usually it isn't though. There's so much junk on the internet and many people don't know what is worth sharing.

Slime volleyball is worth sharing. It is a fun game that two people can play on one computer. If you google search it you will find it right away. I recommend the game for two people. Very simple but very fun.

I have come to believe that the suggested doses for energy drinks are generally a good guideline. I'm not sure what happens if you have more than that, but after two of them I feel a bit noxious. I have learned my lesson. I would rather drink too much alchohol because at least I would be able to tell that I had enough before I went too far.

Idle Thoughts

They are the worst. If there was one thing that I could change about myself it might be my idle thoughts. I just start questioning everything and I'm constantly second guessing myself. Without anything to keep my mind preoccupied I can slip into really unproductive thought processes. I guess meditation would be the best solution for silencing that kind of thing but that's just another thing to add to my continuously growing list of things that I should do.

Why is it that naps are always even better than normal sleep? And why is it so easy to nap while sometimes it takes forever to fall asleep at night? My new favorite place to nap is in the sun outside. I think it's still to early in the year for the sun to be too dangerous but it still feels great.

I had an action-packed dream last night. I was with a group of people and we were in some large structure that was completely white and had openings all over the place into other chambers. It's kind of difficult to describe but it was a fun space. I think we were actually a tribe of people or something and we were trying to find shelter against potential invaders. We decided the place was our best bet in case of attack. We went out the front entrance and were on the beach. We saw a giant canoe or something moving really fast out on the ocean and then it started coming towards us and we knew it was an invading tribe. We retreated back into the structure and tried to figure out where to hide. There was one space that people thought would be good but I thought it was still too open and obvious. I ran out of time and ended up hiding there anyways. When the invaders came in I peeked out a window into the chamber below. Then I wished I hadn't because they saw me. They were trying to figure out how to get into my room and I thought I would have to surrender. Up to this point I guess I was worried about being killed by the invaders but then I saw them and they were just normal looking people and not aggressive at all. I became more confident and less worried. It was more like a game of cops and robbers now. I waited for two invaders to choose their entrance and then jumped out another opening to a different room. I proceeded to perform amazing flying diving roll cartwheel type moves around the place through small openings. I was thinking that it was strange because I hadn't been so agile just moments earlier but then I thought it was probably just the need to escape that was enabling me. The dream kind of broke down around that point, but it was a really fun and exciting dream while it lasted.

Absolute Darkness is Fun

Today is a warm day. The warmest yet this year. I like it.

I feel like I should be writing down more ideas right now but I can't organize them into suitable posting material. Either there are too many of them or I'm just really tired and can't think properly.

I want to have a pitch black party where at one point in the night everyone goes into a space with absolutely no light and hang out and talk. I find complete darkness to be really cool and unsettling at the same time. I am rarely in pitch black environments but every time that I am I always have a neat experience. Not being able to see your hand moving in front of your face really throws off your senses. It's like actually being blind.

I had a funny strange dream last night. I was walking around downtown, and at some point this homeless naked guy started following me. Actually, he wasn't following me, he was just walking beside me everywhere I went. He wasn't creepy or anything, and he was probably in his late 20s or 30s. I guess I didn't have any objections to him going everywhere with me, but I didn't think he should be walking around completely naked. I told him that we had to get him some clothes before he could go anywhere else with me. We went to a place where the clothes were supposed to be really generic and cheap. It wasn't a thrift store, but it was kind of meant for homeless people, or so I thought. We went into the store and the guy went and got dressed in a set of pretty cool looking clothes. Then I was annoyed because his clothes looked better than mine. When we went to the guy at the till we were told that everything we had chosen would cost $170. The homeless guy couldn't afford it. I had been willing to buy the guy clothes, but this was way too expensive. I asked how much the underwear was alone, and it was only $3. I said I'd just buy the underwear and he'd have to find more clothes somewhere else. I could handle walking around with a guy just wearing underwear much more easily. That's all I remember.

I Dreamed of Giant Octopuses

The closer I get to finishing school for the year the more excited I get. And I'm already really excited. One exam to go.

Here's a dream I had last night. A bunch of friends and I are crammed into a car and we're driving along the ocean in North Vancouver. Then all of a sudden we notice out the window that there are giant octopuses swimming along the rocks. Someone says there are four of them, but we notice another one every second and I call out for every new one, "5, 6, 7, 8" and so on until it becomes pointless. We somehow circle around and try to get a better look, I think some roads must have suddenly appeared to make this possible. The octopuses are all migrating or something and there are a bunch of predators at their starting point, I remember two large walruses in particular eating some octopuses. I felt bad for them. Then somehow I am down on the water on some crude floating device and my friend is with me. It is actually a really cool place to view them from so we are excited. We start paddling along so we can keep up with the octopuses as they are swimming. We notice some of the octopuses are large and chunky and it is because they are eating something that is wrapped up underneath them. We suddenly realize that the octopuses could probably eat us if they wanted to and get nervous. One octopus bumps into us from behind and we freak out and start paddling hard. Then we go too far and suddenly hit the biggest octopus ever. This one is massive, I think it was a whole other kind of octopus. It grabs my leg I think and I decide that maybe if I don't struggle or move it won't think I am food. It pulls me under water and I just hold my breath. Then something happens and I can breath and talk under the water, which is really cool. Then the octopus lets me go and explains, (telepathically?), that there is a deal between humans and octopuses that some divers made one time that octopuses will never eat humans. I'm pretty relieved about it. I can't remember exactly what happened after that. Seeing all of those octopuses was an amazing sight, even though it would never look like that in real life.

Who Would It Be?

I asked a few people today this question. If you were doomed to be pushed off a cliff but you could choose who pushed you, who would you choose? The answers seemed to vary quite a bit. Personally I think I might want someone that was despicable anyways, which someone else agreed with. Another choice was being pushed by someone very honorable, to make the whole event special. The other choice that was suggested, which I had considered, was being pushed by someone really awesome. I really don't know what the best choice is. I'm sure they all have their virtues. Thank goodness I don't have to make these kind of choices in real life.

I was and still am completely burned out today. I am exhausted. I cannot wait to sleep now. I am so tired that I don't even care that I don't have any running water still.

I was disappointed again today by video art. I am starting to solidly believe that the term 'video art' is just an excuse to make bad movies. I think it has potential, but the majority of stuff made is just awful. I don't think movies should all try to emulate hollywood by any means, but I think they should still be good, whatever that means.

Do you know the game 'guess who'? I really want to make my own version of the game using all people that I know. I think it could be really fun, especially since the questions could go deeper than appearances. It wouldn't be that hard to make. I don't have any good excuses not to make it.

I need to get sleep and I can't think straight anymore so I'm just going to close by passing along these cool new things to say. The first one is 'bottom line'. When something is really good it is 'bottom line'. All the cool people are going to start saying it. The other cool thing to say might be 'swift'. It is essentially the same as 'bottom line' but works better in some instances and less well in others. Use your discretion with 'swift'.

It's Probably Nothing

Have you ever picked up your drink to notice some unidentifiable particle floating on the surface? And then you consider fishing it out, but you think that maybe if you drink carefully you will be able to isolate it until the last sip and maybe run it up onto the side of your cup? Then you keep drinking and keep a cautious eye on it floating there? Then you let your guard down because the thing isn't moving and as soon as you do you look again after a sip and it's gone? And you know you probably just drank it? And you hope it was nothing? I know I have.

I have been musically productive these past three days. I have recorded three new songs in that time. Rather than using my nice studio though I decided to record them into garage band using the computer's on board mic. They're all just single live tracks of accoustic guitar and singing. I've only showed one person so far, but I hear they are good, which is encouraging. If I can write and record a song in only an hour then there should be no stopping me from cutting and album really soon. I hope to have something in the next month. The songs are pretty low-fi but I like the sound. They're all just simple fun songs.

In terrible news, my water is not working again. I would trade the time of having no water for having no electricity without hesitation. Water is so great. Better than computers, watching movies, listening to music, you name it.

I had a bout of hunger today that I could not end. I ate lots, or so I thought. The tapeworm theory gains a bit of credibility today. I almost want to eat too much so that I have no doubt as to whether I am still hungry, because right now I'm not sure. I'm on the edge of something, could be hunger, could be fullness. Only time will tell.

I also dreamed about doing no-legged push-ups which I guess is kind of strange. I don't normally do exercise in dreams, especially exercises I can't actually do, but I think it was probably closer to acrobatics which is something I commonly do in dreams. It really makes me want to get into much better shape. I was trying to figure out how to force myself to exercise more. I thought I'd probably be willing to pay someone like a personal trainer to force me to exercise. Then I thought that people would probably want a lot of money to have to do that. Then I realized that if someone asked me to wake them up at 5am every morning and force them to exercise and they would pay me to do it I would be all over that. Seems like it would be fun. I now notice this paragraph has jumped several tangents too far so I'm going to call it a post.

A Little Alarm Never Hurt Anybody

I knew that I had to get out of the house for a while today so that it wasn't another completely uneventful day. I had an excuse too because I had to go to the bank. I decided to go about an hour before the bank closed. The weather, which had been miserable earlier, had cleared up very nicely. My luck with the weather is usually good like that.

I get to the bank and get in line. I'm only one person from the front of the line and suddenly a firebell goes off. I've only really had firebells go off in schools, rarely anywhere else. I was wondering what the proper procedure was for a bank. There were a lot of people just standing around probably wondering the same thing. I guess the people at the tills finished up and then all the bank employees put on their jackets so I walked out. It was really funny how disorganized the whole thing was. I would have expected someone to calmly tell people they had to leave but it didn't happen. I would have happily kept banking. It just looked kind of like all the employees had decided to go on break at the same time, and there just happened to be an alarm going off in the background. I've never actually been in a bank when an alarm has gone off so that was kind of exciting too. It probably would have been a different sound though if there was a robbery. Anything out of the ordinary in a bank is exciting though. They just seem like such orderly boring places.

I decided to wait just outside because I didn't think it would take too long for them to come back. I also got to watch everyone's reaction to the event and the ensuing disorderly conduct. The funniest part was watching the bank manager trying to lock the door after everyone was out. For some reason she could not lock it, not even with help from other employees. They had pulled the gate shut inside, so the majority of the bank was closed off but I guess they wanted to lock the front door too because if there was a fire they would be liable. They just gave up on trying to lock the door and then left. I thought it was kind of irresponsible but I didn't care so it was mostly hilarious. Especially when some guy just walked up to the door a minute later and went in to use the instabank machine. The alarm was still going off and nobody else was in the bank but it didn't seem to bother him at all. I assume he took care of his business in there and then he came out again. A few minutes later another guy actually went in too. Alarm still going strong. I don't know which was funnier, those two guys or the bank manager not locking the door. It really made me think about how no matter how professional someone may act or appear in a certain situation, there will always situations in which they will have no idea what to do. That's when someone's character is put to the test.

The fire truck came and turned off the alarm and the bank people came back shortly after that so I was able to take care of my banking. I left thinking slightly less of the bank, (not that I'm a fan of the bank by any means in the first place).

During this time the weather had started up again the rain was back. It started pouring while I was crossing a field but it was such great rain. I was not dressed for the weather at all, but something about it was really peaceful and calming. It was a really soft rain, there was lots of it, but it was fine droplets. I was soaked by the time I got back home but I'm almost dry now. My ipod surprised me once again with the perfect soundtrack for the rainy walk home. Really mellow songs from Blonde Redhead, then Sonic Youth, then Interpol and finishing with Stars. I could not have planned it better.

I have a new theory about rain. Rain is only miserable when you wear lots of clothes and try to stay dry. In the winter it is necessary to wear lots because it is cold outside, but in the summer the rain is great. It's logical. Showers are the best, and summer rain is basically a natural shower. I need to make a note to go out more wearing just a bathing suit when it rains in the summer. I don't think I've done it before but it seems like it would be a good time.

I had a dodgeball dream last night where I was playing really well. My team was down most of our players and the other side still had 4 people. I picked off the guys one by one getting awesome foot hits. Then their last girl player was crouched down at back wall. I was really worried that she would catch one of my throws but after several throws I got her in the foot and the ball bounced right back to me. It was over. I was pretty happy about my playing. I wish I could play that well in real life. To be fair though I think the players on the other team weren't playing much offense.

Dealing With Losing

I would say that I often lose more than I win. I'm not a loser, but I'm also not at the top of anything. It's actually kind of a nice place to be. I usually find that if I am the best at something, (usually only video games) and someone comes and seriously challenges me I can get really frustrated. If I'm only mediocre at something I can lose and usually still feel good about it. For that reason I am very glad that I don't excel at too many competitive things. Two examples from today. I was playing video games with my brother and was losing most of the time. I was getting kind of angry, though nothing serious. It was just while playing the game that I would get incredibly frustrated. It was surprising how quickly I would not care again once the game was over but how soon that same frustration would be rekindled immediately into the next game. Tonight playing dodgeball was not as bad because I know I am bad at the game. I would put on my game face while playing but as soon as I got hit I couldn't help but smile and laugh. Even when I got smoked in the neck 2 seconds into one game. I didn't have high expectations for myself and so I never got too upset about losing. I guess it's bad to have low expectations but on the other hand it makes life so much more pleasant. I think the trick is definitely finding a balance. I'm not sure exactly what I'm trying to say. I would say that overall I am a bad loser but my reaction is always mild and I end up not caring fairly soon after.

I've decided I should probably start a list of things for myself. If I'm going to get stuff done it is a good way to keep track of it. Maybe I'll start the list tomorrow.

I noticed today that another one of my videos was taken from archive.org and uploaded to youtube. I guess it's totally fair because I licenced them to be free to use with crediting me, which was done. It's just kind of annoying that someone else takes a video I made and posts it up and gets credit for the movie, even with my name attached to it. The movie had more hits than most of my youtube stuff combined. I should try to capitalize on that popularity but I'm not sure how to yet. I don't want to be an ass and complain about people taking my stuff because that's not the issue but there has to be a way that I can get more attention for myself. Having an audience is never a bad thing.

Days Like This

They make it difficult to write things everyday. If I'm writing down as much as I can think of each day at the time of writing it doesn't leave much carry over to the next day. This means that I usually need some kind of new provocation for ideas before I find something to write. When nothing really happens during the day there is very little material to work with for writing. I'm not saying that I don't have any more things to say, I'm saying that when I sit down for these 5-15 minutes to write I don't always have prepared what I want to say. The worst part is probably knowing that I have a bunch of things that I want to write down but just can't remember them.

I guess I don't need to worry about it too much because no one checks here regularly so I can have days without anything too interesting and no one will be terribly disappointed.

I've been sitting here a while now trying to think of something and I've got nothing. Today wasn't a bad day, but it was relatively uneventful and I'm afraid I didn't leave the house. I wish I had now. I'm just going to call it a post and apologize for the sorry excuse.

Changing My Viewing Experience

I watched star wars: a new hope tonight, and I have to say I did not enjoy it as much as I normally do. I think my main problem with it was that everything was pretty under control and almost all the dialogue and events were feeding directly into the story. I kept looking out for pointless or unplanned moments but there were hardly any. The movie was just so straight forward. My favorite new line in the movie is when one stormtrooper is talking to another one while Obi Wan is walking by. Their discussion goes something like this:

"You seen that new VT-16?"

"Yeah. Some of the other guys were telling me about it. They say it's quite a thing to see."

I thought it was a really funny line because it seemed so unmotivated by the story. I also liked that it wasn't a funny line but simply by existing through its randomness it was funny. Of the past few movies that I have watched, my favorite parts have all been similar moments. Just small interactions between characters that seem genuine but unnecessary to the plot.

I had a couple ideas for some short videos. They are actually more like production techniques that could be used for more than one project.

The first one was shooting several friends, (or strangers if possible), and focusing on their actions and facial expressions. Then during editing all the audio would be re-recorded, including all the dialogue using brand new lines that may have not been used at all in the original. Sound effects could also be added to change the original feel of the moment. I think it would be fun to transform a casual conversation into something really serious or vice versa.

The other idea was basically the opposite. Record a conversation between some people. Then shoot new footage to add to the sound. The actors would have to learn the lines and remember the pacing but it would maintain the spontenaity of the original conversation. The scene could also be staged very effectively to enhance the original sound recording. In my opinion, the funniest things said aren't always meant to be funny. I think scripts often don't leave room for the way people talk normally.

I re-enacted the 'bet you can't laugh without smiling' video today with a friend that hadn't seen or heard of it. He actually played the part of the second guy really well, only he completely lost it when I started laughing without smiling. There were actually four of us in a car at the time and we were all laughing super hard. For me, the whole thing was at least as funny as the original video. I want to talk to more friends now that haven't seen the video yet.

Overwhelmed by the Beauty of Life

It happened to me today. I have been having such a great week and have been laughing all the time. Today I went out to wait for the bus. I was standing under a tree because it was raining. Then I coughed and the guy sitting under the bus shelter looked out at me. He told me to come and sit down. I didn't want to be anti-social so I went and sat next to him. He started talking to me and forever changed my life. He really liked to talk so I mostly just listened. His conversation ranged from topics on encounters with famous people to food to human behavior. Some of the things he said struck me as really meaningful things. He really felt strongly about the importance of human interaction and caring for each other. Twice during his talking I started to tear up slightly but managed to hold back because really didn't want to cry in front of him. Then he got off the bus and I lost it. I cried on the skytrain and on the next bus. I could not stop. I tried really hard. I was in a state of carefree bliss. I actually tried to think of depressing things so that I didn't feel so happy because it was being so happy that was making me cry I think. It didn't work because everything I could think of seemed so beautiful still. The music on my ipod was also not helping because it was so great. It was a crazy experience that I have never had before. I eventually got over it, but I think its effects could be long lasting.

Slowly Figuring It Out

I think making my latest video has changed the way I am thinking about making movies. I also think that I'm getting more from watching other films as a result. I'm getting really excited about the whole thing. I've been talking to people about my ideas and I think I should write down what I have. Here is a list of things that I now think about making videos:

- Stories are not important. Things should probably happen, but I definitely don't think it is necessary to have a specific end point for a movie.

- Events do not need to make any sense. Events in real life do not make any sense, so I think it's only fair that a video is allowed to reflect this.

- Continuity is a convention that should be broken. Why not? Using cuts is a great reason to change anything in a scene at every available opportunity.

- Identifying the fact that everything is staged and jumping in and out of different planes of fiction is fun. A movie shouldn't need to be confined by any particular idea of reality.

- Sound has no obligation whatsoever to follow the image. Recording all the audio separately and after shooting allows for many more options assembling a soundtrack.

I don't think these ideas should apply to every movie, and I am glad that they don't. These are merely ideas that I am very interested in following with my own work. I could change my mind later, but right now I think this is what I want I do.

The Ideal People

The ideal people in my opinion are those that do everything in their power to make everyone around them happy. It isn't an easy thing to do, and also seems daunting because strangers can be so difficult to please. My bus driver this morning was certainly trying his best to be an ideal person. It was about 8:30 and I got on the granville bus at howe and dunsmuir. I notice getting on that there are a bunch of chocolate bars hanging over the ticket dispenser. I'm wondering why they are there, and whether they are for anyone because it would be a bad place for the driver to store his private stash. The bus leaves the stop and shortly after a thick eastern European accent can be heard over the intercom. The driver introduces himself and states that he wants to put a smile on everyone's face before they head in to work or wherever it is that people are headed. It's like a gameshow. He says that at that time, on that bus every weekday it is trivia time. He says that the winner of each question will be able to come up and take a chocolate bar. I can't help grinning non-stop, especially watching a few other people on the bus unable to contain their enjoyment of the whole scene. He pops the first question, "When was the washing machine invented?" I think the answer turned out to be 1915 but unfortunately I had to get off the bus because it was my stop so I never really found out. But the good had been done. I left that bus feeling great. If everyone was such a fun-loving human being like this bus driver imagine how much more incredible life would be! I think more importance should be placed on being super sweet like that.

I saw a baby wearing sun goggles. I don't think I've ever seen that before, either a baby wearing shades or sun goggles. I think it's a good idea. Babies eyes need to be protected from the sun but they can't wear sunglasses because their faces are so small and they are likely to fall off. Sun goggles cover every opening to the eye and also wrap around the back of the head to ensure they stay on. My only concern would be if it was too tight it could be bad for the baby's soft head, but the baby looked pretty rad. Now that I think about it the baby looked kind of like a baby Vin Diesel in Pitch Black.

I haven't had any memorable dreams the past few days but I had a bunch last night. Some I have more details for than others.

I think my dad drives me and my brother and maybe a few other people out to some remote location in the interior. He sends us out and leaves. It's kind of like camping only we don't have anything and we are supposed to make our way home over the next few days. Somehow it is a really enjoyable experience and we are having a great time in some swamp. I think the dream was inspired by the movie 'Into the Wild' which I saw recently. I guess we got back home again and then I was telling my friends about what we did and I'm trying to plan another trip for the following weekend because it was so much fun. I don't know what we did for food but I recall that everything was problem free.

Another dream, Will Smith is my gym teacher. I'm not sure if he was my actual gym teacher or if we were in a movie and he was playing my gym teacher. He was a really inspiring, playing a never-give-up character.

This next dream was pretty bizarre. I am standing around on the street in the city and suddenly I see a huge space shuttle type thing fly over head and disappear in the distance. I remember that it is the second or third year anniversary for some kind of shuttle crash that happened right there. I'm not sure why I saw something if it was an anniversary but I did. In fact I saw it at least once more. I texted a friend and asked him if he had seen it too because it was great and it was done every year or something. I think I was also asking him if he wanted to celebrate the anniversary or something. Shortly after that I decide that it is actually supposed to be a plane, not a shuttle that flies overhead and so a plane flies spiraling overhead. Then it becomes like a video that I am editing and I am moving the time line forward and backward observing how cool the plane looks when it is spinning so low to the ground totally out of control. I also notice smaller details like a car that gets thrown by shock wave off of the road. I don't really know what was going on but the images were amazing.

I have a bike and I need to bike home but the tire is flat. There are several other people around with bikes so I figure they must have a pump or something. There is a girl with a french name and though she speaks english I think it is imperative that I address her in french. I say, "As-tu l'air?". I am really hesitant on the air part because I can't for the life of me remember what air is in french. It is really embarrassing for me. She doesn't care about that but she gives me a pump for the bike. I try to hook up the pump to the tire but it just keeps leaking out the side. I need help. Then Heather Graham, (who had been in the brief bit of Arrested Development that I saw the day before), is my assistant or something. Also the bike is now a couch but the legs still need inflating. With the help of the girl with the french name and Heather Graham we re-inflate these legs and fix it up. I don't know why I needed to fix the couch because it was no longer useful for getting home with but that is where the dream ended I think.

Strange dreams with random cameos by Will Smith and Heather Graham. Looking back, what a hilarious series of events.

Down To It

Today is a very disappointing day. I could be playing awesome pranks on all of my friends, but instead I have a science project to do. I've been putting it off for way too long and this is my last day so I don't really have any options. Handing it in late would only be giving in to my procrastination. My day is decided. Better luck next year.

Also, I realize that anything I write here may not be taken seriously today so I'm just going to end it now. If I feel like it I may come back and add more later, but I doubt that.