Beka and i watched Naked and Marooned last night, a three part documentary about survival on an uninhabited island. basically, the presenter Ed Stafford gets dropped off on a remote island with only a bunch of cameras to film himself with–no food, no water, no clothes and no tools–and has to survive on his own for a grueling 60 days.
should you choose to watch it yourself, one thing that you should keep in mind is that while this guy is an adventurer and former soldier, he does not claim to be a survival expert so don’t expect him to drink his own urine or eat goat eyeballs.
i took inspiration from my cousin Lawrence yesterday and decided to do something i had never done before: make my own jello. he told me that he had once made jello with root beer and that the carbonation had been retained so i got a bottle of sparkling red grape juice and tried my luck.
the result definitely looks very pretty and it tastes very nice but, unfortunately, it does not sparkle. this leads me to believe that soda carbonation does not equal sparkling beverage carbonation.
next step: grape soda.
found two dead wasps lodged underneath the rear windshield of my car today. i have no idea how long they’ve been there although it’s obviously been long enough for the sun to bleach the black from their tiny, brittle corpses.
i saw The Nightmare Before Christmas for the first time yesterday because some of Beka’s little cousins wanted to watch it. i can’t believe this movie has been around for 20 years already.
here’s the latest addition to Vintage Camera Lab: the LOMO Smena-8M!
there’s something about shopping at Walmart that just makes me SO INCREDIBLY SLEEPY.
congratulations to the one and only Tai-Chi Kuo for graduating from law school today. thank you in advance for representing me in court the next time i fail at life.
i spent most of the day nine miles away from home but 39 miles away from my car.
how did people eat mango before the invention of dental floss? it must have been infuriating.
i don’t care how many movies Terry Crews does, he’ll always be President Camacho to me.