“So, I'm here at, uh, Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. The sounds you hear around you are the Ocean getting my shorts all wet. And I thought, hey, for all you beachless people maybe you'd like to hear the sounds of the Ocean and the waves crashing. [Ed Note: Again, continued down in the comments because there's no way it's all fitting with the LJ transcprition limit.]”
So, I'm here at, uh, Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. The sounds you hear around you are the Ocean getting my shorts all wet. And I thought, hey, for all you beachless people maybe you'd like to hear the sounds of the Ocean and the waves crashing. I don't know if you can hear it but it kind of goes like wwhooosh, whoop, whoop, yeah, AH FUCK. Yeah, I should have changed into my swimming shorts or whatever but I didn't bother. Now I'm kind of just wet with my [Ed: I have NO idea what the shirt description was - some name] shirt and my shorts. Getting other...other parts of my self wet. Salty water, waves crashing.
We're actually in Raleigh, North Carolina where we are staaaaaaaaaying [Ed: Heh. Cold water?] and we traveled down here to Myrtle Beach in South Carolina which is kind of a touristy place with all this other shit, like there's this place called Gay Dolphin Gift Cove. And... [long pause] it's kind of raining, sprinkling. That's kind of sucking. There's a Ripley's-- oh, there's a lot of Ripley's shit. I'mmm really soaked. I probably should have changed my thing and not put my camera in my thing and my wallet and whatever. ['nother long pause] Ahhh, it's a little rainy, it'll be---you better be able to hear the Ocean shit because I'm calling you for THAT! Fuck. And the, ah, there's a lot of fucking water in the Ocean. It's kinda salty and there's... I mean, there are girls in bikinis. That's really nice. And it's kind of foggy and it's raining. It's fucking raining. Raining like hell and the waves are crashing and, what else?
Oh, there's a funny story. We went to a parking garage. We wanted to get like a handicap thing because my Mom has a handicap thing. So, we asked the guy is there handicap discounts? And he goes - these are his exact words - "We're a private garage, we don't have to abide by the law." Which is the funniest thing I've heard all day, probably. And... I don't know if I'll even keep this up for the full five minutes 'cause it means a lot more that Rae has to transcribe. [Ed: *pausing transcribing until I finish laughing*] So, I'm just gonna let you listen to the Ocean for a few more seconds. Just listen. [Water noises... faint wave noises in the distance but most just sounds of water moving around Polter Cow.] And that's, tha-that's the, uh, whatever-the-fuck Ocean we're at.. Altantic? Pacific? I don't remember my geography. I think it's Atlantic might be Pacific. Whatever Ocean it is? That's what you're hearing right now. Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. Thank you very much.
Yes! You are correct. Thanks :) I knew I'd kick myself when someone pointed out what he said because it was going to be something that should have been obvious to me. I blame it on the weekend. My brain goes elsewhere on Sundays.
It's the Atlantic. The next conference for my professional organization is at Myrtle Beach, whee! What were all those weird clicky noises while we were listening to the ocean? (The ocean sounds really nice by the way.)
Hee. It's even funnier because you can just [i]barely[/i] hear the ocean in the background. And I liked that spectralbovine was all, "Here's the ocean and it's full of wat- AH FUCK!" like he didn't expect to get splashed or anything at a beach. Hee.