We have a program that shows us all the different websites that have direct links to ours, or to files on our site. For some reason, a girl with an account at livejournal has linked to one of our strangest videos. It's called Chuck feet. We were at the beach and I shot some video of my feet in two little puddles while Mike debated the next shot.

At first I thought they had some weird foot fetish. The last thing I wanted was someone fantasizing about my feet. I went and checked the site and it seemed harmless. Though in her post she doesn't say a word about the video, just provides the link. Frankly, I'm still confused.

Last night I suggested we all go to the Santa Monica pier. I just felt like I needed to see the ocean at night. When we got there a bunch of kids were walking on the beach after their prom. There were guys in tuxedos and girls in giant billowy dresses walking up and down the beach, trying to keep the bottoms of their gowns from scraping the sand.

The ocean is so beautiful at night. You stand on the end of the pier, about 15 feet above the waves in what would be complete darkness without the lamps they have on at night. Then the water snakes up from out of nowhere and rolls underneath you towards the coast. It looks like someone sliding a giant rolling pin underneath a piece of silk.

On the way back to the car, Mike was assaulted for the second time in California. Someone in a red car threw a blueberry at his neck to entertain themselves. [Previously he'd been shot with a water pistol while driving in Hollywood]. I don't know how he aggravates these attacks, but I haven't had any problems yet. Before we hit the highway we saw a cop with two guys on the sidewalk that had been driving a red car. We're pretty sure it was them.

I skipped my prom, so here's a picture of the only prom I ever went to. [R-L: Chuck, Andy, Mike, Pete, & Joe] I never liked the hyped dances. I wish we'd been at the beach.