for any of you who live in san francisco, the doughnut shop in this video is called Bob’s Doughnuts.  it is a must that you go to Bob’s at least once if you’re ever in SF, preferably around 3am after a long night on the town.

i found a little break from the travels to bring you installment #4 of “pantless picks” where i highlight my favorite classic or rising viral videos.  just came across this one and it’s one of those ‘holy sh*t - i didn’t know human beings could do that’ videos - “Damien Walters Showreel 2009″

probably safe to say that this guy will be in an upcoming hollywood action flick very soon if he’s not already shooting one.  if i’m way late on this guy, feel free to comment below if you have more info…

a large cow-like animal, but no knights

after a short flight and flat-tire adventure van ride deep into the jungle of the Philippine island province of Palawan, i made a couple stops to look for knights and then found myself checking-in to a “resort” that i would never want to enter pantless. this was a place very very far from anything having to do with our viral video production.

three of the more notable encounters of that first day in the jungle are pictured below: (1) an army of badass ants crossing the path to my hut,  (2) a venomous snake under the dinner table in the open-air lodge, and (3) a winning combination of a giant gecko and flying bats hunting 3-inch long superbugs above the dinner table… nope, no YouTube or Facebook up in this mofo.

4-lane highway of ant traffic.

hard to be pantless in the philippine jungle when venomous snakes appear randomly beneath dinner table.

and above the dinner table, giant gecko and crazy bat at the same time. ZOINKS!

i’ve learned goes something like this…

(traveler): “I would like a train to delhi”
(indian authority): “you do not exist”
(traveler): “I do exist. observe my body and head and hands and feet.”
(indian authority):”your feet do not exist, good sir.”
(traveler):”look. feet, right there, in my shoes… they exist.”
(indian authority): “kindly remove your shoes to show me that your feet do exist, good sir.”
(traveler): “this is f-in ridiculous, there are feet in my shoes and you know it! and stop calling me good sir!”
(indian authority): “how can i know if your feet exist when you are wearing shoes, good sir?”
(traveler): “ok. i’ll take my shoes off! see, feet!”
(indian authority): “thank you good sir.”
(traveler): “so, what about that train to delhi?”
(indian authority): “your hands do not exist.”
(traveler): “arggghh!!!!! this is ridiculous, see my hands are right here, they DO exist. all i want is to get to delhi!!!!!!!”
(indian authority): “you would like to buy some gloves, is it? good sir?”
(traveler): “noooooooooooooo.”
(indian authority): “one thousand rupees.”
(traveler): “i should’ve gone to hawaii”

is kind of like being a booger, jammed into a stranger’s nose, right before they’re about to sneeze.
through a straw.