chase the light

[Watts Towers, Los Angeles – Info]

L.A.’s own Antoni Gaudi. A skeletal Sagrada Familia in the heart of South Central. Called up [ Adnan ] this morning and we headed over to the Watts Towers. This is one of those places I’ve been meaning to go to my entire life. Lot’s of elementary school trips went but for some reason ours didn’t. Somehow I’ve managed to fail at getting there until now. A couple weeks ago I tried and it was closed. Finally! I was hardly disappointed, in fact it was really amazing how intricate all of Simon’s work was.

We had a tour time of 12:30 and you only get a half an hour inside but I think it was plenty actually. $7.00 for entry and a rather rehearsed dialogue by the tour guide. Not too bad really. I saw a horrible documentary on the towers last year but at least I learned some of the history. I was more interested in just looking around and seeing it close up. It’s a very small area so half an hour is more than enough time. The towers are a very Los Angeles centric curiousity. I grew up knowing all about them and little 4’10” Simon Rodia but I’m not sure how much is known about them outside the city. I know it’s in guide books and such but Watts is probably more known for its troubles than its towers.

After the tour we went and sat in the adjacent mini amphitheater and Adnan broke out his watercolors and did a quick sketch of the towers. I watched a sky writer in a plane start to write “WHO W..” then the wind blew it away. A little community theater group was setting up for some performance. It looked liked something straight out of “Waiting for Guffman”. We sat out there for over an hour as it was soooo nice out just laying in the sun and not a cloud in the sky. Let’s see, we talked about Godzilla, Pakastani music, online daters, animation and what we’re doing after Beowulf is over next October. And that was that.

[Grand Central Market – Info]

I’d write the whole story about how I was kicked out of here for *taking pictures of people* (oh please) but that’s all that really needs to be said. It was the standard “private property” excuse and so on. So don’t go to Grand Central Market to shoot photos or security will hassle you. In fact, just don’t go, screw them. Go to the much more friendly Olvera Street for lunch. Super secret, but if you rollover the photo you’ll see those people I was allegedly taking pictures of. Shhh… I’m a spy.

And all the old pages on the site are totally wonky. Links broken (script just fixed), image sizes whacked, general html mayhem going on. User descretion advised. That’s a whole night of fixin’ that I could really do without. Someone want to do it? I’ll give you something cool.

[The Bradbury Building, Downtown Los Angeles – Info]

So, yeah. I know. It’s really big. But when I first started this website 6 years ago it was a place for my stuff. Photography in general, but whatever came along would be welcomed. Then I got all chatty for some reason and since it’s harder to read light type on dark backgrounds, I switched it. Then I was never quite happy with the the look of the photos against the light background. Also that all of the photos are really too small. That reallly bugged me. So, I’m compromising the text legibility side of it to have the darker background with larger photos. That just means wider paragraphs and light type. Most people are now on systems that have at least 1280 screens so why should I neuter the page width for those still in 1995?

Many times I’ve also contemplated changing the domain name because it’s so incredibly pretentious sounding, but it’s not if you actually know the source of the name. OK, maybe it’s still pretentious, but fine. It came from a little band out of Lancaster, Pennsylvania called The Innocence Mission. They wrote a song called “You Chase the Light” about a painter husband and a working wife. It’s a conversation back and forth about her having to work the day while he’d spend his days down at the beach chasing the light with his canvas. Girls on the beach with their crinolines and parasols. It’s all rather Renoir sounding and one of my favorite songs, but I’m fairly comfortable with the name now so it shall stay. I have a good feeling about 2007, and here we are.

Got up this morning and walked over to the cafe Savor in Noe Valley and met up with Willo again for breakfast. We were all pretty beat from the night before. Good to see her again after having known her through our websites for about 4 years and first meeting her when she came down to L.A. about a year and half ago.

After breakfast we picked up Shine and headed out to the Sutro Baths for a little hike around the rocks and paths. Kinda touristed it up again. Made up some things to shoot, which Shine being the wallflower wanted no part of. Jill, the ham, is pretty much up for anything so she shows up in most everybody’s photos. Later we got some clam chowder in a sourdough bowl and also went out to Yerba Buena island to shoot some more photos.

After getting back to Jill’s they headed out to a party and I headed over to the kayaking place. I needed to be tere at 10pm to get suited up for the midnight kayak trip out to see the fireworks on the bay. It wasn’t nearly as cold as I thought it might be. With all the layers I was perfectly warm. but… slipping the kayaking into the black waters was a whole other thing. I’m fairly confident in a kayak but I had a single so I was all on my own with nothing but a little blue light. There were about 20 kayaks out and it was fun to come up underneath the Bay Bridge and just see how massive it is. Spent most of the time out by the second tower waiting for the fireworks. Pretty weird to be paddling along in the dark and hear something break the surface and blow out a bunch of air like a whale. Just a sea lion going by but when they’re right next to your little kayak they just seem huge. Great to see though.

I was paddling around in circles when the fireworks started. I had my back to them and the concussion you feel in your body is just amazing. You don’t realize how powerful they are until you can feel them and smell them. Anyway it was great and beautiful to be out on the water with the bridge the cityscape and the fireworks. Because I was out playing around in the kayak I’m not in any of the official photos… [CITY KAYAKS’ FLICKR SET]

Got back to Jill’s and they were still at the party. Crashed in a matter of minutes.

New Years Day on my way back to the airport I got to hit the Reclination Party at Keith and Shelli’s. Basically a come eat some carbs to cure your hang over party and greet the first day of the year. I’ve adopted a lot of their friends as my own now and they even applauded as I entered! Thank you, thank you, thank you… =) Funny. Keith took me me over to the train station and I headed to the airport. Much easier flight home.

Have a great year!

Spent the day being a tourist with Shine and Jill today before hitting the Flaming Lips show. sonicliving.com was having a little pre-show get together at Jade Bar by City Hall. I called up fellow Flickrer and website friend Willo, of willotoons.com, and she was also headed over to the bar. So I dragged Shine and Jill along and was able to chat with Willo and her gang of show ho’s for a bit. Then we got all hungry and walked about 5 huge city blocks to Blondies Pizza for some pre show cheap eats. That made us run a bit late so we missed Cat Power. Got there in time to see Gnarls Barkley though. Hmmm… dunno they’re such a fad. There’s just no real sincerity there. Sorry, move along guys.

The Flaming Lips were amazing. It was very balloony. Really do love that band. The video is totally unedited, because it’s for me anyway, and I want to see it all. Pffftttt… I could watch this video all day. People around were all yelling “put it on youtube, put it on youtube!” I’ll get around to it.

Finally, caught up. The videos just finished processing so let’s go.

Let’s see, how to get from Christmas Eve to January 1st? Just the facts I suppose. Christmas Eve we lost Kelsie, the last of the family dogs, so that put a damper on whole day. She just went out to her big house and was gone. No warning, nothing. Total sweetheart of a dog. She will be missed.

By the end of the day on Christmas I was completely ill. I was bed ridden the next 3 days straight and only went out once to have sushi with Chris and Jen. The Miso soup helped a lot. I was supposed to leave Tuesday on a road trip but ended up having to buy a plane ticket to Oakland for Friday with the hopes that I’d be even remotely better. So I just tried to sleep the sickness out of me. Also I went to download my flashcard and it was damaged somehow so I lost a bunch of photos and the flashcard.

Friday afternoon came and I hobbled my way to the airport and my flight was cancelled. The next flight they put me on was delayed. Then when I was on the plane the flight attendent asked me three times if I wanted something to drink. ? I told her a diet coke each time finding it odd she had such a lousy memory. Then when she came back with the tray she looked at me and said, “…and you didn’t order anything right?” What?! I thought she was joking. Nope. All told it took me 7 1/2 hours from door to door to get to San Francisco. I could have driven it faster. Took the train into the city and Jill picked me up at the McDonald’s in the Mission. We went out to El Farolito for some late night burritos and got caught up on the latest with her. Gonna couch surf at her place for the next few nights and do the New Years thing up here. Drove up to Twin Peaks to get some shots of the city and after a really long day I was out in a few minutes. zzzzzzzzzzzzz….

I was handed this box of soda by my parents who were more than happy to part with it and eager to see me drink them. Whenever someone wants to feed you something AND watch, avoid that at all costs! They also got it from someone else. So now this box of soda has traveled probably a 100 or so miles. Maybe more by the time I hand this devil juice off to someone else.

So Jones Soda is a slightly edgy soda company from Canada who is pushing the limits of soda flavors. I got the box home and it’s basically a Christmas dinner in liquid form. A vomitous, vile, urine tinted Christmas dinner. Tonight with dinner I thought I’d do a side by side taste test to see which one tasted least like the floor around a urinal. I’m just guessing at the last statement but you just kinda just know what that might taste like if you were to slip and fall and land face first with your tongue out. And to be fair to each entree, I took a swig of water between each soda to dilute the poison.

The Playas…
Turkey & Gravy Soda: Hmmm… smells nasty coming up to the nose. Ack, tastes like… well grass, and then gravy and I do detect a little bubbly meat flavor. The after taste is strong, really strong, like drinking musk cologne. I’m predicting right now this won’t win.

Sweet Potato Soda: Ok, not too bad. But then again it’s competition is the six worst drinks ever concocted. Slight sweet taste going in, nasty butt after taste. I don’t even like sweet potatos and now even more so.

Pea Soda: Ooooofah. Pea soda. See right there? Not the little green ones. Ok, none of these so far taste like what they’re supposed to taste like. At least Jelly Bellies kinda get it right. This is AWFUL!!

Dinner Roll Soda: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Oh My God!!! Somebody call the cops!! I only got one small swig down and even that kinda came back up. The consolation is that the cap said “Good news is on the way”. Let’s hope so! This is the soda for you if you need to pull off that epic spit-take.

Antacid Flavored Soda: Wait, what? Something’s different about this one. It says it’s Antacid “flavored”, the others just boldly claim they are Turkey & Gravy, or Pea. And, it’s, it’s, it’s kinda… ok. I mean, I hate it. But not as much hate as the other 4! Wow it’s so terrible and yet so much better at the same time!?

Far and away the winner was the Antacid Flavored Soda! It wasn’t even close, in fact the rest of the pack was still stuck back at the gate. It’s pink color would be the first hint. It’s different. It’s pink so it’s mentally not urine. Cotton candy urine maybe. And as the bottle cap said on the Antacid Flavored Soda… “Encourage tranquility if you are feeling agitated”. Indeed.

OK, you Canadians, very funny. You’re just drinkin’ beer and then peeing back into the bottles, slapping a label on them and sending them back across the border.

Anybody want this crap? Free shipping.

Renaissance Faire, 1992

A long time ago I went out shooting with a friend of mine. Back then with film cameras some of them you hand cranked the film back into the canister. At least with my Nikon you had too. Accidently I didn’t crank one of the rolls all the way back and the tongue of the film was still sticking out. I set the rolls aside and a short time later a group of us kiddies were heading out to the Faire in Devore. I grabbed the supposedly unused roll, and some other transparency film, and shot away. When I got that roll back I was looking at it on the light table and I had one of the most amazing rolls of film I’d ever seen. All these cool texures, face and colors. I knew what had happened, but sometimes you just get really lucky. Double exposures, it’s so old school.

Now that I have a proper scanner, I can finally give my old negs and chromes some decent scans.

Well, another year is drawing to a close and it’s time for those annual office parties. So let’s go, eh! Unfortunately it’s too big and we don’t see many people we know. We walked around for the first hour without running into anyone we knew. I mean, come on?! Where is everybody? Worker bees really started showing up after 6. After work, of course. I wanted to get there when it started at 4pm because, hey, my work was done for the day, I’m starving, and I really need to get a leg up on the wine. Just give me the bottle please, it’s been a rough, but rather rewarding, week. You might need to drive me home, so it’s good you came along.

We have a very casual dress code at work since 99% don’t have to deal with any clients directly. It’s pretty much “just don’t show up naked”. So when we go over to the main lot for parties it’s like the country bumpkin relatives arriving in the jalopy. All the studio suits mingling with the tattooed, dreadlocked, holy jeans wearing, pierced, artist types from Imageworks. It’s like a mustard stain on an Oxford shirt.

There was, food, music, gamblin’, and the infamous raffle prizes. The trip prizes they give away are usually pretty amazing. This year was Miami, New York, Canada, Singapore, Australia and London. What? No Playstation 3 giveaways?! Even the studio can’t get them! With the band and DJ, it was so loud at times my hearing was whacked. I was a little alarmed as I was talking to Heather and she leaned over and said, “I’m kinda slutty”. Ha ha ha… OK then. (Insert momentary awkward pause here) “Oh wait, you’re kinda SWEATY!!” Aaahhhh, ha ha ha, yeah it is a bit warm in here. Then we proceded to have our asses handed to us at Foosball by Kenji and Blaine. You really didn’t help at all with the heckling and rooting for the other team stuff.

Walked around at first and shot some vid and pics and then just hung out the rest of the night. People would just start posing for pictures when I showed up not knowing I was shooting video. At least I have them trained well.

Walked back to the office and glanced at emails then got home at 9:00pm. I’m exhausted and already said I’m going to be in late tomorrow. I’m off to bed. You’re staying up to watch Groundhog Day again. Well, there ya go. This wasn’t an office party as much as a mob party where we spent the whole night hoping to find people we knew.

I wore my [Fluevog Angels] with the blue flames and kicked some shoe stylin’ ass. Awwww yeah, the show down below.

I was rummaging through some boxes and found some of the old video tapes. This is back when I was playing in the band with my friend Riz, now of the band “Anyone” [LINK]. Taylor Hawkins was good friends with the band and he used to come hang out and go to the shows. Taylor later joined a reformed version of the band and this just before he joined Sass Jordan, Alanis Morrisette and then of course on to the Foo Fighters. You know you’re a good drummer when Dave Grohl asks you to join his band. Sometimes he’d get behind the kit and play while we were hanging out, and seriously, he hit the drums harder than anyone you could imagine. He could make the snare snap so loud you had to leave the room.

Anyway, he’s the blonde kid guy in the shorts and boots if you have no idea who he is. This was shot probably about 15 years ago. Sometime in 1990-91 maybe? I haven’t seen him since then but ya know he’s probably busy or something. It’s funny when he looks at my video camera and says, “It’s radical”. Haven’t heard anyone say radical in years. The shortened “Rad” all the time, but not “Radical”. LOL.

Here’s a good compilation of Taylor playing the drums. He’s a madman. [LINK]

Taylor is a HUGE Queen fan so you know he was in utter heaven when this went down… [LINK] Could you imagine?!? Fronting Queen for song? That’s excellent!

ALL THE REST OF THE MOVIE RATINGS!!! ?Ǭª ?Ǭ†

Apparantly it’s be inspired by friends week around here! About 7 years ago I met my friend [Ben at PDI]. We were on the same team and went through a bit of hell near the end of the project but it was exciting to know we were working on something really good. Although we had no idea it would turn into that giant green ogre phenomenon.

Well flash forward and Ben and Mandi moved back to Sydney and two years ago while I was bumming around Australia I stayed with them for a week. Ben toured me through Animal Logic and showed me the first clip they had finished of this fuzzy, and cute as a damn button, baby penguin dancin’ his little ass off to Stevie Wonder. All I remember thinking was if they pull this off they’ll be printing money. The only concern… it’s being directed by George Miller?!? He directed Mad Max?!?… and he’s a making an animated musical with penguins? Then last year lightning struck the penguin world in the form of March of the Penguins and everybody was mad for penguins. It looks like the love affair is still going strong because Happy Feet is on fire at the box office!

Anyway, I finally made it out to see Happy Feet tonight and can’t believe how amazing it is! Ben was the lighting surpervisor and got a “card”! A card is when your name appears all by itself in the credits before the longer list starts scrolling. You know, the ones you don’t sit through. Way to go man! Love it! Loved the orcas, the mexican penguins, the australian elephant seals, so much to list. It was inspiring to see and what a great job on Ben’s part! Cheers mate! It’s one thing to be inspired by the random artist or musician, but when you can be inspired by your friends it’s brilliant! I get to take his hard work and bring it into mine. Although we now work for different companies, whenever an animated film does good things it’s good for the whole industry. So go see it, and yes it’s a musical, but don’t let that scare you because it’s quirky as hell too.

Internal thought: (judging by anything i’ve typed this week, I’ve had waaaaaay toooo much caffeine. Focus Chris, focus.)

Oh my God! Even more amazing, Ben’s updated his website… Ha ha ha!! IT’S. ABOUT. TIME! He’s a fantastic photographer too so check out his pics.

So my prediction… Happy Feet will be taking home the Oscar for best animated picture this year. You heard it here first. Ben made it a beautifully lit film, and if it doesn’t win I’m going over to the Academy building and throw eggs at it. You heard that here first too.

I swear I’m going to have a penguin dream tonight. Don’t want to, I just have a feeling. One penguin, two penguin, three penguin, four penguin, five penguin, six…. zzzzzzzz

This is why I love photography. It’s art, science, math, and travel all rolled up into one. So my buddy Eric has been holed up in his top secret lair for awhile building some sort of technological monster. XREZ. That’s all I knew for the longest time. I got a glimpse of this gigapixel concept last spring when they unveiled a print of this monster photograph of the Owens Valley in California. They had it printed out for group show at a gallery and the resolution was insane. It was pretty spectacular. But, they had more things up their sleeve and last week they hooked up the jumper cables to the monster and hoped the lightning would strike and awaken it. Well it did, for a reeeeeeeally short time. Their servers couldn’t handle the amount of data and throughput of the people hitting the site.

Anyway, a week later they’re back on their feet and their photo monster is awake and alive and kicking. You should go have a look. There are all sorts of cameras, motion control heads, software, and scripts involved and it makes me happy just thinking about it all. They’ve taken the Google Maps API thingy-ma-bob and mapped their own images with it to create massive photographs that you can zoom into to minute detail. You can reload the front page to get new images. Also on the site are some timelapses with a twist. They’ve mapped those timelapses onto 3D geometry and put in camera moves to get an cool sense of movement. This is an incredible timelapse of Mt. Whitney here in California [LINK]. The tallest mountain in the lower 48.

So go check out my friends work and have fun looking around XREZ. [LINK]

I love when my friends are being cool. The magnificent bastard, I’m jealous.

Family night out at The Grove. This years Christmas is going to be a bit scattered since we’re going to all be in different places. My parents, family friends, uncle, and one of my cousins brought her two boys down to see the lights and have dinner. Went first to Marmalade for dinner and the boys were cracking me up by being the epitome of precocious. The comedy pretty much continued throughout the night so I just shot video of them being nutty little kids. They say cool things like, “Dum dum dum dum da dum dum da dum. Know what that is?” Um, No. “It’s Star Wars!” Ha ha ha, OK. Also since we exchanged a few gifts the waiter thought it was my Mom’s birthday! He brought a free dessert and we all looked puzzled so we got a good laugh at that.

At 7:00pm the fountain flares up, holiday songs begin playing and it starts snowing. If you can forget the fact that today the skies were bluebird in color, not a cloud in sight and 82 degrees, well then it actually felt a bit Christmasy.

I live across the street from this craziness. Snow in L.A., its madness I tell ya.

Headed over to the Eric Joyner opening tonight. I like robots, I like donuts, I like art. It’s a trifecta of goodness. About 4 years ago I started noticing this guy’s work around town with these robot and donut paintings. I kinda liked them so I’ve had my eye on the various shows he’s had over the years. I’d been to the shows but hadn’t made it to an opening yet.

It was right near work and I saw Angela and Enrique from there and chatted a bit. I quickly got a little whoozy on two of the smallest glasses of wine. Totally wimpy for some reason. There was a candy girl in red lingerie with really high thick heeled shoes walking around. She was handing out donuts instead of candy and I swear she looked sooooo familiar. I pointed her out and they recognized her too. After a few minutes we finally asked her and she used to work with us! Oh no! Sorry we couldn’t place you, but the heels, the little dress, the fishnets, surely we didn’t know her from work! Ha, funny.

Mingled a bit more and finally spotted Eric by the bar so I reintroduced myself and introduced Angela and Enrique and busted up when Enrique asked how he knew the artist! Ah ha ha! He is the artist! Eric’s completely humble, or he is now, so he laughed. I stopped by Eric’s booth at Comic-Con last year and chatted art for a bit. Steve from [thesneeze.com] was also there. Steve’s a hilarious guy and [Steve, Don’t Eat It] ranks as one of the funniest things on the web. I still cringe at the infected corn post.

Well, I’m headed home after a less than successful venture out to Hong Kong. Can’t win them all.

Ok, I’m trying tot type this on the bompiest plane ride eer. We’ll see hoe this goes. Off to great start I see! I’s travel home day. Just got up and pa ked shower anf then caught a cab which took about an hour to getnb to the qitporyt. Ha ha this is nect to mpossble. OMG, help!! Ok, settled back down. Got checked in and roamed around the airport a bit and then went toi the gate. My pasport has been stamped 8 tmes on this trip. Lost of paper trails here. I’m not druk I swear. Ctahay Pacific has really good food by the wya. They get therir menus made by restaurants in Hing King. There’s only two movies I think Ill watch on the plane. The Break Up and Talladega Nights. The Break Up is on right now. Wird its on;y 4:00 and they’re alrwady making evryone close teirwondows. Ha ha ha.Ok, don’t try to type during turbulence. Well that’s about it really. Hong Kong. Hmmmm…

OK, so let’s try this Macau thing again. Brought my passport and all was good. I read all sorts of things about booking your ferry trip back because they fill up on the weekends. So I had a boat out at 12:30 and a return boat at 5:30pm I figured 5 hours was probably enough time to walk around and get a good look at things. Macau’s a former Portuguese settlement much like Hong Kong was under the 99 year British lease. So, I thought it might at least be a visual change of pace. Only problem was is that when we pulled into the port of Macau it’s pouring rain. It was totally dry in Hong Kong. I don’t get it? I give up.

So now I had 5 hours to wait for another ferry and won’t be able to see any sights. I grabbed a bit to eat at a little grouping of eateries along the water. After a couple of hours the sun peeked through and I made my way down past all the casinos. Macau is the Las Vegas of Asia. They even spend way more money on gambling than Las Vegas. I didn’t see anything remotely related to the portuguese settlement except for Casino Lisboa. I just ran out of time to get to the steps, or anything really. Ha ha… so I shot a picture of the casino just to prove to myself in years to come that I actually went. The only photo I took all day is that one above. I moped back to the ferry terminal and just waited around as it started to get dark. After I got back to the city I did a few timelapses before catching the ferry back to Mui Wo.

So Macau was another bust in a string of not so great things. Well, at least I have a 13 hour plane flight in the morning to look forward too. There’s always that.

In case you didn’t know, Sha Tin Wai is not the same as Wong Tai Sin. In fact it’s no where near it. The “Temple of 10,000 Buddha’s” actually has 12,800. They really need a new ad agency. You can taste the air today. Imagine licking a window sill that you haven’t dusted in a long while. That’s about the taste. Lunch seemed mentally expensive when it’s $35HK. But that’s only $4.50 US. Which in turn makes the ferry to Kowloon only .21 cents.

Got up this morning and used Skype to call home to check on the Thanksgiving festivities at my Aunt an Uncle’s. Most of the regular suspects were there and I got to chat with a few.

So the goal today was to get to Macau. I ferried it over to Hong Kong then walked over to the high speed ferries to Macau. I walked up to the counter and bought a ticket, or so I thought. You have to have your passport on you and the guy got all pissy at me a because he printed out the ticket. Ugh, alright I’ll try it tomorrow. Will anything go right???! The backup plan was to head over to Kowloon and out to The New Territories to see the Temple at Wong Tai Sin. First though a stop at The Temple of 10,000 Buddhas. I got off the train and there was a sign pointing down the road for the Monastery with 10,000 Buddhas. So I start walking and pass an IKEA and then suddenly nothing is in english and there are no more signs for the monastery. So I’m kinda lost and finally just stumble across the steps to the temple and start climbing. Finally there’s an escalater and I go up and guess what? Yeah, there’s 12,800 Buddhas. OK, so there was a bunch of little Buddha’s all over the wall. That was pretty much it. So I left. That was not so interesting.

Ok, on to Wong Tai Sin. Problem was that I was supposed to be in Macau today so I didn’t write anything down. So in my head when I saw Sha Tin Wai written on the train map I was actually thinking it was Wong Tai Sin. Nope, not even close. I got off the train and started looking around but there was nothing there. Just people hopping on their bikes to go home. Now what? I just sat down. Ha ha ha pathetic.

After getting my determination back I got back on the train and finally realized I’d mixed the names up in my head. So I had to change trains again and head east now. I arrived and the temple was right next to the station. Finally! It was actually a very interesting temple in that there are a bunch of fortune tellers along the outside. You can rent this can full of sticks and shake it while praying and a stick will eventually work its way loose. Each stick has a number on it and you take that to the fortune teller and she tells you you’re going to die or something. I’d had such bad luck with plans since I’ve been here I didn’t want to push it.

And that’s all folks. Went home and listened to some music on the computer for a few hours and looked around the web for awhile.

I set aside a little time today to spend at Disneyland Hong Kong. Since I grew up with Disneyland in my backyard and previously having worked for Disney Feature Animation it’s so ingrained in me I have to check it out! Even though I’m rather bored by it all at this point. So, I’ve been to Disneyland California, Disneyworld Florida, Disneyland Paris, and now Disneyland Hong Kong. All that’s left is Tokyo. Quite honestly I didn’t even remember there was Disneyland in Hong Kong until a day before I left.

Long story short it was awful. There were nooooo rides whatsoever. About 8 of them. It was really rather pathetic. So I wrapped it up in a few hours. The only ride I went on was Space Mountain. The Main Street is nearly identical to the one in California. Strange. Anyway, Disneyland was kinda sucky.

After I left I headed back into the city for dinner and took a harrowing bus ride up to the Peak. The bus was hugging these cliff turns that were straight down. “Amongst the dead was an American tourist…” was what I was thinking. The view from the Peak tonight was crazy beautiful. I actually missed having someone with me this time to go “Hey look, that’s so cool.” So I’m telling you now, “Hey look, that’s cool” and you really liked it and we hung out all night just watching the lights.

I took the Star Ferry back over to Kowloon tonight to have dinner. There was a little place I went to and liked it so I went back. Had some rice, shrimp, chicken, mushroom bowl. Oh, and they have a drink there that is called Honey Pear Tea. If there was one drink left on the planet I would hope it be that one. Amazing.

Went home. Not in such a good mood. Going to try to get to Macau tomorrow for a change in scenery.