Bustin' makes me feel good!
Well, I've been packing a bit for my trip to Alaska. I'm bringing about 15 books or so, my DVD/VCR system, a buncha sweet DVDs, my CD collection, all that gear I mentioned last time (and what I had before), a buncha clothes, maybe a nice big jacket (if it'll fit), my thermal underwear, my brand spankin' new digital camera (thanks mom and stepdad), my video camera, my rare Taco Bell for-kids-under-3 Yoda figurine, a couple a' my Kinder Surprise toys (yes, one of them is somewhat racist), Pete (a little ducky my last girlfriend, Nina, gave me years and years ago--he's so cute I can't stand to put him away), all the new clothes I just bought for my work uniform (white shirts, black pants, 5 pair of black socks), my Flash animation software (if I can find the stupid disc for it), my new (though actually about ten years old) Morph 2.5 software, towels, toiletries, um...and a pad of paper to sketch on. And I'll definitely be bringing a fresh box of parentheses with me. I've just about used up all the ones I have here.
I do plan on making another animation this summer, completely for fun. This past January, I came back to the United States from Berlin--as I was going through customs, my dad, little brother, and Nina were all waiting for me. Now, my little brother, Jonah, is 5 years old. Waiting for 3 hours in an airport can be torture--for those who have to watch such a one. Well, Nina devised the idea of getting Jonah to write some stories of his own, just to keep his mind occupied and keep him sitting in one spot. Well, for what the stories lack in plot and character development, and overall making sense, they make up very well in being absurdly random and hilarious. In fact, here's one of them (the better of the two, in this blogger's humble opinion):
Once upon a time, there was a little boy who lived with his friend. Then some soldiers came along to help them get to the castle. Then three ninjas came along and then some men who were on fire (but the fire didn't hurt them. That was their super power.) Then another super power man came named Superman. Then Superhero Static Shock came along and then ten soldiers came. Then five geniuses came. Then six sailors came. Then the king came. He was a grown up king. Then there was a wall. They all had to climb up to the top of the wall to get over it. They found a trail of clothes leading to a boat. One of the sailors drove the boat. Then they came to an island with thousands of geniuses. There were labs and all sorts of genius stuff and robots. There was every kind of robot. There was one robot that was left out of the games. It was a helping robot. Then he ran away because everyone was being mean to him. The helping robot helped the other people who came to the island by boat. He helped the sailors. Then they sailed off and went to a kid's house at an island. They met some friends at that island, and they got the little boy out of the house. There came an aqua man. He was the fire man's brother. They they all sailed off. There was a big storm that hit them. There was lightning! Then some people tried to get on the boat and they jumped on. They all went home and ate snacks. They they went back to their boat and went to a French island. The end.
Now, don't steal that or nuthin'. I'm planning on making a cartoon out of it. Though it really upset my brother when we laughed at the story, this thing would be pure internet cartoon gold. I'm sure it won't hold a flame to Numa Numa, but I think that the randomness of it is right up there with How to Kill a Mockingbird. I plan to give the animation to my little brother for his birthday. I think it would be neat at least every couple of years to have my little brother write a story, and I make a cartoon for it. It would be really cool, years later, to look back on them and see how both his story-writing skills, and my animation skills, developed over time. So, the paper pad is for sketches for this animation. Though I have no idea if I'll have any sort of scanner access up there in the AK. I'd hate to have to mail all my sketches home just so my mom can scan them and email me the files.
Oh, by the way, I graduate later today. Finally. I found out that I'm actually not Summa Cum Laude, I'm just a Magna. Though there are about 20 people in my class who are Summa. Grade point averages aren't the most important things in life, though. Oh, no. There's also the new Garbage Pail Kids stickers I just bought yesterday. But seriously, a few months from now, no one is going to give a single crap about what my GPA was. Especially not me.
I do plan on making another animation this summer, completely for fun. This past January, I came back to the United States from Berlin--as I was going through customs, my dad, little brother, and Nina were all waiting for me. Now, my little brother, Jonah, is 5 years old. Waiting for 3 hours in an airport can be torture--for those who have to watch such a one. Well, Nina devised the idea of getting Jonah to write some stories of his own, just to keep his mind occupied and keep him sitting in one spot. Well, for what the stories lack in plot and character development, and overall making sense, they make up very well in being absurdly random and hilarious. In fact, here's one of them (the better of the two, in this blogger's humble opinion):
Once upon a time, there was a little boy who lived with his friend. Then some soldiers came along to help them get to the castle. Then three ninjas came along and then some men who were on fire (but the fire didn't hurt them. That was their super power.) Then another super power man came named Superman. Then Superhero Static Shock came along and then ten soldiers came. Then five geniuses came. Then six sailors came. Then the king came. He was a grown up king. Then there was a wall. They all had to climb up to the top of the wall to get over it. They found a trail of clothes leading to a boat. One of the sailors drove the boat. Then they came to an island with thousands of geniuses. There were labs and all sorts of genius stuff and robots. There was every kind of robot. There was one robot that was left out of the games. It was a helping robot. Then he ran away because everyone was being mean to him. The helping robot helped the other people who came to the island by boat. He helped the sailors. Then they sailed off and went to a kid's house at an island. They met some friends at that island, and they got the little boy out of the house. There came an aqua man. He was the fire man's brother. They they all sailed off. There was a big storm that hit them. There was lightning! Then some people tried to get on the boat and they jumped on. They all went home and ate snacks. They they went back to their boat and went to a French island. The end.
Now, don't steal that or nuthin'. I'm planning on making a cartoon out of it. Though it really upset my brother when we laughed at the story, this thing would be pure internet cartoon gold. I'm sure it won't hold a flame to Numa Numa, but I think that the randomness of it is right up there with How to Kill a Mockingbird. I plan to give the animation to my little brother for his birthday. I think it would be neat at least every couple of years to have my little brother write a story, and I make a cartoon for it. It would be really cool, years later, to look back on them and see how both his story-writing skills, and my animation skills, developed over time. So, the paper pad is for sketches for this animation. Though I have no idea if I'll have any sort of scanner access up there in the AK. I'd hate to have to mail all my sketches home just so my mom can scan them and email me the files.
Oh, by the way, I graduate later today. Finally. I found out that I'm actually not Summa Cum Laude, I'm just a Magna. Though there are about 20 people in my class who are Summa. Grade point averages aren't the most important things in life, though. Oh, no. There's also the new Garbage Pail Kids stickers I just bought yesterday. But seriously, a few months from now, no one is going to give a single crap about what my GPA was. Especially not me.
posted by Casey at 12:35 AM
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Okay, I lied, I was a Summa. My bad.
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