I deeply apologized to the person who checks my website regularly for not posting in some weeks.

But I got a sweet excuse: I went adventuring.

And if there is one thing I love, it’s a goo old fasion dragon slayin’ damsel savin’ castle stormin adventure. Not that I slayed any dragons, I don’t want to offend any dragons rights people out there, and I really cant stand getting all that hate mail from the crazy PETD people. (People for the Ethical Treatment of Dragons) I mean common, its not like there endangered, oh sure, being ‘mythical’ is so hard these days, cut the crap. Just because they are uncomfortable in this world void of fire breathing 80 ton monsters, doesn’t mean we have to consol them for feeling out of place.

anyway, yes, my adventure. First I battled the terrible airline demons and merrily traversed the land by sky to the wondrous land of Long beach California. Upon arrive in the strange land, I immediately battle my way through the baggage claim, and then got in one of those airport taxi-vans and drove to L.A.

More specifically, Korea town L.A.

Some memorable moments in Korea Town:

The first day I was there, I got real hungry and decided to go the Korean grocery store. So while I was walking around inside, a Korean song was playing over the sound system in the store, and I look around and realized that not only was I the only Non-Korean guy, but I was the only person not singing along. It was kinda surreal, just everybody seemed to know this song, and they weren’t to excited about it, just everybody was quietly singing along to themselfs. Totally rad.

Yeah, Korea town was a joyous place, full of mystery and cheap food. And even though Korea Town seemed like the place to be, I decided it was a sweet idea to try and walk to Hollywood. So I did. But I got lost a buncha times. It took me an intense amount of time to get there, mostly because I overshot it. You may say "but dan, you were walking, how did you over shoot it?"

I was eating ok? I got really hungry, so I bought a sandwich and I was walking and eating and I just missed Hollywood blvd and Sunset blvd, and so I turned left at some point, because I could see the Hollywood sign while I was walking, and I just figured where I wanted to go was someplace beneath that. But then I wound up in Beverly hills, and I asked a postal worker for directions, and he told me I was way off. SO I walked back.

Ok, So that paragraph doesnt really make much sense or have any point of referance, but who cares, go look at a map.

Turns out Hollywood Blvd is a pretty skanky place. Lots of smoke shops and hooker shops, fun stuff. So I was looking for a film school I wanted to check out, an I happened upon Legolas and gandalf the grey. So I asked them for directions but they didnt seem to know what they were talking about:

Me: sup Playah, can you help me find walnut street?

Legolas turned and spoke to gandalf: "Gandalf, isnt that the street past yonder theater?"

And I was like " ahh,, hahahhaahhahaha, Gandalf, is that your real beard?"

Gandalf was like "yep."

but they didnt know there way around this strange land either. So I poisoned them both and stole there fancy clothing.

Anyway, in short I had a good old time in LA, but after a week I decided it was time to go and I took off up the coast to grand ol San Francisco, via car of stranger.

I stayed in a few hostels in San Francisco, and I talked to a bunch of crazy people, and went on a urban animal safari, absolute madness. Here is a list of animals I saw in San Francisco, on one day:

Humans
Turtles
Starfish (I took a picture of the starfish)
Swans
Awesome Crabs
fishs
Sea-lions
Pelicans (a flock of pelis flying infront of alcatraz.)
and more awesome crabs.
Dogs too.
And a dragon.

God, I love crabs, they are F’n sweet. Seriously, crabs are like the coolest animal ever. Im gonna make a sweet crab animation. So stay tuned for that. CRABS, YEAH.

So I spent a week jumping around the Los angeles area, landing in all sorts of strange spots, and meeting all sorts of strange people. Then I got a ride up to San Francisco, with Ron. Thanks Ron.

So after a bunch of days in The Hills of San Francisco I drove a wicked sweet Mercedes up the coast to Seattle, god, such a pimpin car, it was real shiny, oh man check it out:

Pretty much, I spent a while in Seattle, saw some cool people, went bowling, then drove to Victoria, saw more wicked cool people, hung around at the university of victoria, and in the city of victoria, and then rode a big boat back to Seattle. And adventured around the greater Washington area. But Im not gonna talk about that right now.

Alright, this is long and boring, but I had to write something because im back home now. Expect more frequent outbursts, I mean updates.