CSE-- Pg. 74 SATAN'S HAMMER, Ch.18, pg.160 "Goodnight Sweetheart" epilogue

[buzz1121]

You've seen his work, do you honestly think that's what he'll do? Don't be surprised if you land up in Nebo's cow costume.

Oh no T-Man! You invoked the CC phrase. Please for the love of Pete, let's hope we never have to burn our retinas with that again. I think Pkondz agrees, right Pkondz, right?

I'm still trying to unsee the last time it appeared(insert shudder here).

 

[bankr63]

Well, thank you so much for that, did they have a code green for booger flickers? I'm sticking to my bathtub from now on.

Are you kidding? Have you READ about what's in those jetted tubs in the hotel rooms! I'm thinking the dilution factor of the 10's of thousands of gallons of water, and the chlorine in the pool makes me more comfortable there. But then again, I swim in the lake that all those use as a toilet

almost there, almost

Speak for yerself. I've managed to catch up to only 18 pages behind. The hurrier I go, the behinder I get.

 

[tiggerwannabe]

The Last Supper
"Look at your blank faces! My name will mean nothing ten minutes after I'm dead!"

 

[tiggerwannabe]

Should I admit to cheating? I knew exactly where my book was ( in its album on top of the pile of albums in our closet.)

I can say I knew this came from the night scene under the tree but had to get the book out to quote this scene properly.

 

[buzz1121]

buzz, can I play? I guess 42.

Smidgy, of course you can play! It wouldn't be the same without you. Nebo's not the only one I'm sad I didn't get to meet back in August.

We played "Guess the miles on the Santa Fe" why not play "Guess the miles on Buzz's life"?

 

[tiggerwannabe]

Holy Crap...I just pulled the music up on Pandora

 

[buzz1121]

A year and a half ago my "baby" sister had her first. Actually, she's a step-mom twice, to two teenagers, one on his way to college. But this is the first one of her own.

Her age when she gave birth? 47.

Oh, and the kid is great, BTW.

-Bob

Wow Bob, that's really something! I'm really hoping the old Buzz ute is out of business by 47!

But I have to say that there are noticeably more ladies who are obviously older expectant moms when I go for checkups this time around than there were in my previous two pregnancies.

 

[buzz1121]

Add me to the list of not having seen it or heard the music. If I have heard the music, I probably didn't realize that's where it comes from.

Hey T-Man! At least Pkondz and I are in good company!

 

[buzz1121]

Yeah, but if he photoshops me as younger and skinnier that necessairly wouldn't be a bad think would it-----right?

Carrie, that's a great picture of you in the rocking chair! And shoot, trust me, I could really use that photoshop skill to my increasing middle right about now. It's like overnight the bump "blossomed" about three weeks back. I blame it on the crack snack mix!

 

[Sandy Mouse]

Croissant, Danish, Muffin, Bagel: Side, entree or snack? Snack
Ice cream and Gelato: Snack or dessert? Snack

Create your own salad: Salad or Buffet? Salad

 

[pkondz]

Geez, I really gotta get crackin' on the comments, but first...

But just between us......had it been a Katy Perry lyric, well then that would have been in your wheelhouse!!

Good "talking" to you my friend in the great white North!!

I am never, ever going to live that down, am I?

ponzie: did you read this?

They also have the most incredible pasties there, one of them is the Butterfinger cupcake that is HUGE, GIGANTIC, enough for two people to split and it ranks right up there with,,,, ahem,,,,,,,,,
Zebra whatchamacallems.
I was at starring rolls,, you apparently were in Vegas
Yes, I see it now and I'm going to leave it and see what happens. rats, I was hoping you didn't catch it



the bolded were my comments on his "line"... harrumph.

Argh! Yes, I did see it. My bad. And I remember even thinking, "Looks like Smidgy caught it..." then I forgot.

You get the Kudos.

Here's a picture of me taken a week ago. If only I could lessen the fat around my middle before posting...

Yeah, but if he photoshops me as younger and skinnier that necessairly wouldn't be a bad think would it-----right?

I would be nice to Kitty2.

Probably.

But I would never mess with a woman's photo without being asked (I think so far on the Dis I've added shoes to a bridesmaid who didn't... and thinned an arm at an unfortunate angle). I can use my powers for good as well as evil (no I haven't forgotten about you, Nebo.)

You've seen his work, do you honestly think that's what he'll do? Don't be surprised if you land up in Nebo's cow costume.

No! Don't mention the... the... thing... you know... just.... Don't!

Oh no T-Man! You invoked the CC phrase. Please for the love of Pete, let's hope we never have to burn our retinas with that again. I think Pkondz agrees, right Pkondz, right?

Wow Bob, that's really something! I'm really hoping the old Buzz ute is out of business by 47!

"Buzz ute"...

 

[Sandy Mouse]

They also have the most incredible pasties there, one of them is the Butterfinger cupcake that is HUGE, GIGANTIC, enough for two people to split and it ranks right up there with,,,, ahem,,,,,,,,,
Zebra whatchamacallems.

Pasties! I love pasties, though not the kind you're thinking of. A pasty is a Cornish meat pie, just beef, potatoes and onions in a crust similar to a pie crust, folded over. They were brought to my old home town, a mining town, by Cornish miners, and they have become a staple in Butte. There are restaurants that serve nothing but pasties. I would kill for a Nancy's Pasties pasty .
Now I'll have to make some - soon!

 

[Thumper_Man's Wife]

Well, this brings us now to the "Now What" part of the trip report. All I can really do is tell my activities, and from what I heard from the rest of them for a lot of this, which brings us to......the Alan Alda Show.

(hmm, funny, Alan is really my middle name)

"Don't confuse me. I can only handle one catastrophe at a time"

That night I slept a bit at first, but around 3 in the morning I woke up with a killer headache, and not from just the part
that I smacked, but inside, as if I had drank Two bottles of Mad Dog. I got up and started raiding all the little bottles lined up on the vanity.

They always said, the cure for a hangover was the hair of the dog that bit you...

AN hour later, ibuprofen didn't help, and once again I'm hitting my stash in the safe. ( I know where you're about to go Ponzi, and I don't think it will be funny, but you can try)

At least you kept it in the safe...Hate to have the mousekeepers get into your stash. One quick question though...Between the headache, the fact that you can't see in the dark, and having to not disturb, she who must not be disturbed...how did getting into the safe at 3:00am go for you?

Today is a Studios day. We had it all planned on how to do it with getting in a Toy Story ride before the early breakfast character meal at Hollywood and Vine but it now is going to leave Diane on her own.

There is nothing worse than laying there thinking about what will happen that day and knowing you won't be part of it...I interrupt this breakdown to give Nebo a well deserved Hug

...OK, enough mushy stuff.

We backed out of the character breakfast in the beginning, figured maybe they should have some time alone without us, so we were going to go over to that wonderfull counter service for our own meal,,Starring Rolls.

Never been to Starring Rolls...May have to check this one out on our next visit.

Right, we have not ever done a character meal, and we are doing one on Wednsday at Tusker House, we figured one was enough since T-Rex and Prime Time also got thrown in the mix.

We did a couple of character meals the last time we went to WDW. We may not have any kids yet, but we are kids at heart when it comes to Disney, so splurging a little for these was actually fun. I think we had more fun then some of the kids at those breakfasts. Plus it gets us into the parks a little early.

They also have the most incredible pasties there, one of them is the Butterfinger cupcake that is HUGE, GIGANTIC, enough for two people to split and it ranks right up there with,,,, ahem,,,,,,,,,
Zebra whatchamacallems.

T-Man may like that Butterfinger cupcake. He's a Peanut Butter fanatic. Don't tell Ponzi, but I still haven't tried the whatchamacallems...

Nobody better lay a finger on my butterfinger...

Really, I'm more a salt person than a sweettooth person, but Disney is tops in that category, between Zebra domes, these Butterfinger cupcakes and don't forget the completely underrated, never talkd about, the triple chocolate cake you get as desserts at most grab and go courts, Cosmic Rays, Pecos Bills, lot's of counter service places, I love those cakes in the clear plastic dish/cup.

I'm with you on the salty foods vs the sweets. I used to be a HUGE chocoholic when I was younger. As I've aged, I think my chocolate cravings have slowed. Maybe it's also because I keep a jar of chocolates on my desk and see them everyday so it's not that much of a treat anymore like it used to be. Plus, my teeth can't handle that amount of sugar anymore, but I have found that desserts at Disney aren't as sweet as you would think they are when you first see them. So...another thing to put on my to do list...try chocolate cake in clear plastic dish/cup.

Anyway, that morning;

Yeah, enough stalling.

All I could do was tell them not to worry about me, I'll be fine and probably sit by the pool all day, now go away and leave me alone, and they left.

You just had a hell of a knocker to the cabeza and you tell them not to worry about you...Right! Good one. I'm sure if you didn't already have a lump on your head, Smidgy would have smacked you!

Smdgy was able to get me a coffee from the food court in my mug and a paper, but I was really starting to get concerned because I swear this headache is getting worse.

Let's see...Concrete, plus head, plus whiskey, plus vikes...Nah...Coffee should make it all better!

Maybe I made the wrong decision last night?

What decision would that have been?

But the lump had definately gone down since last night.
That's a good sign, right?

It beats the lump getting bigger and swallowing you whole...If that's what you mean by better.

At nine, I went down to the pool and grabbed the same table we have been grabbing, but now, alone and knowing it's going to stay that way, it feels really strange.

I'm sure it felt just as strange or more for Smidgy at the park.

It's a beautiful day, not a cloud in the sky

You know...I've been reading alot of 9/11 stories and most of them start off this way...

I lasted all of ten minutes in a lounge chair in the sun, the heat was already bothering me, but even with sunglasses on, it was just SOOOO bright!

Another BIG symptom attributed to the concussion. Sensitivity to light/sound usually comes along as an after effect...

One thing that has definately changed physiologically with me in the last few years, is that I don't tan the way I used to.
Yeah, I was one of the idiots who ignored skin cancer and tried to get as dark as I could when on vacation, but lately I've noticed that I only get so dark, and then I kind of get these little tiny water blisters.

Lovely, not a vision I wanted first thing in the morning...

Not sure why this is, an age thing? No more melatonin or whatever that pigment is that makes you tan as a defense instead of burning, maybe my body had used that all up? Don't know, but it's kind of taken the fun out of sunbathing when the results aren't like they used to be.

Could be your body's way of say...Stop! I'm BURNING! But then again...maybe not.

But now, the light hurts too, and again;

Why is it that when you are watching a movie and really get into it, you start screaming at the TV for the person to do something, knowing full well they can't hear you and won't listen to you anyway? I am having that feeling now as I type this, when i am this close to yelling at the computer..."GO TO THE HOSPITAL!"

Ok, ok ok, I got it;
I can test my cognitive ability by seeing if I can figure out the jumble in the paper, so sitting at the table I tried ot ignore my headache and worked on the Jumble.
Not being able to concentrate or do simple math problems is another sign of brain injury.

Not so much when you can usually do the jumble at first glance without really thinking about it!

At ten o'clock, I crumbled and took 3 vikes, it was just not getting better, but now I'm down to a whopping total of 6 left.

If the first 3 didn't help...maybe more will be better. More is always better right?

A half hour later I decided that they must have some kind of nurse on property I can talk to, so I put my shirt and shorts back on and went into concierge.

Wait...You were nekkid this whole time?

There I got the most helpful cast member and I wished I hadn't put it off.
After explaining everything I asked her if there was anyone resembling a medical professional I can talk to.

"Nope."

"Nope?"

"Nope."

Well that was helpful!

I was the one to crack:

...Nope...Not going there.

"Ok, do you have any advice for me?" and this time I turned around and showed the back of my head,
it was like a brand new person suddenly appeared behind the counter.

Why is Show and Tell the only way to get some assistance some times?

The monosyllabic person was gone.
"Oh my goodness, what happened, do you want me to call an ambulance for you? They will be here in Ten minutes or less."

Yes ma'am...I just walked clear across the campus of your lovely hotel after injuring myself and thought, instead of talking to the first person I saw...or even calling for an ambulance myself, I would come over here and request an on call Dr. in hopes of you calling an Ambulance for me.

I was kind of surprised that there wasn't a house doctor or nurse on site, i suppose it would be dumb but with 3 pools and all the kids,,,I doubt they would be bored.
Yeah Yeah, "Not with you staying there Nebo!"

"What do you know, the war is quitting early today.
Must have a headache from all that noise."

As I gave up and turned to leave since I still didn't want ot commit myself to being committed, she did suddenly say, "you might want to talk to a lifeguard, they have a lot of training in different types of injuries too."

Note to self...Lifeguards are trained to do more than blow a whistle and look good in a bathing suit...

Back at the pool, I tried my darndest to "have fun, enjoy myself, you're on vacation, but try as I might, even reading was brutal on my headache and on my eyes, I'd read a paragraph, and put the book down, read a paragraph, put the book down.

You know that in kids, one of the symptoms of a concussion is lack of interest in favorite toys...

I also had no interest in even going in the water, either, hot as it was. I am now nearing the point where I'm really starting to feel sorry for myself, yes, that's something else I can do pretty well at times too.

Smidgy left me her phone so I can call Kim's phone if I need to, and I thought I'd give her a call and see how it's going at the Studios, find out whether they are staying all day or taking a break and coming back for awhile.

I called, and it went into voice mail.

Of course. Now the question is...did you leave a voicemail? Because I'm afraid of what you would have said if you did giving your sarcastic nature and all.

I love cell phones, talk about giving somebody a false sense of emergency communications.

You could always go back to the tin can and string...

Ok, I thought, what can it hurt?

Famous last words of a fool...

I picked out the tallest life guard and went around the pool to him.

Because it's obvious that the tallest one would know more...

An interesting note, the entire time I spoke to him, he never took his eyes off the pool, I have no doubt he thought I was a plant, checking up on them.

It's inevitable that the moment a lifeguard takes their eyes away from the pool, someone will either start to drown, jump from where they are not supposed to, slip and fall or otherwise do something that is highly forbidden and will necess a whistle.

But somehow, in a truly unseen, obscure way, he made a call to his superior, not sure if he had a bluetooth or what, then he told me a guy will be here shortly.

Don't you know that in true superhero fashion all lifeguards are built with a tracker device in their suits, and with a push of the button they can contact any other superhero friend that they need, to transport them to you in under a minute. Maybe I need to lay off the supernatural thriller books...

Shortly, consisted of about 2 and a half minutes, and my Latino friend never took his eyes off the pool.

Could also be a robot that was placed there to scare all kids at the pool into obeying the written code of conduct.

I looked behind me and a new guy walked up in the same lifeguard attire basically, but somehow it seemed a little bit more top of the line. It's the red shorts, white shirt, not a hair out of place, the All-American Boy, fit as a fiddle, no excess body fat, he reminded me so much of somebody,,, oh yeah, ME.
Hello? HELLO?

<cricket> <cricket> <cricket>

Ok he did except for the fact he was young and had a good V shape and his skin didn't look like leather and no pot belly and other excess fat and could see , he reminded me of me.

He could have been your long lost twin!

After explaining it all, he told me what he knew, which was everything I already knew, but he really thought I should go to the hospital, Reedy Creek will take me there, ree of charge.

Because the money was what I would have been worried about most of all in a case like this...

Free of charge you say...well then, What are we waiting for?

I was beginning to become tired of hearing the words Reedy Creek.

Reedy Creek, Reedy Creek, Reedy Creek! Sorry...my childish side comes out every now and then.

After looking at my ugly head, he gave me the hand wobble, and said If I wanted to I could also drive over to the clinic that is at the crossroads, even gave me a card for them, unlike the EMTs from Reedy Creek they can actually write prescriptions over there, they have real doctors.

At least they don't just play Dr.'s on TV.

Then I freaked him out, only because I could:

"So, when was the last time you had a steak at the Hideaway?"

He took a step backwards and his eyebrows rose in question.

"On the river" I added.

"Oh, last time was two summers ago, how do you know about it?"

This always amused me, how they forget they are walking around with personal datum right on their chest that they forget about.

I’m always looking at their tags to see where they are from. I have yet to come across someone from NM though.

He almost sighed in relief, "Oh, I still have family in both towns, my aunt and uncle are in C'ville."

Probably started wondering how and why you were stalking him. This guy doesn’t really have a concussion, he’s just trying to get to me, so he can capture me and put me in a basement somewhere and keep me for his very own…I really need to stop reading thrillers.

But the bottom line was that he really had nothing new to offer, But did say, and again, don't mess around if you start to vomit.

Stalking good…vomiting bad…Got it!

I've already taken 3 vikes and six ibuprofen and two aspirin since I've been up, not counting the 3 vikes at 3 in the morning I took, and now I am on my way back up to the room for more.

And a partridge in a pear tree…

3 more later, and I'm now down to 3 total, I just sat on the bed and stared for a few moments.

After that many vikes in one day, I’d sit there and stare too. You do know there are more days in the week coming up right?

Of course, since I have the "Do not disturb" sign in the door, the maid has to come and knock just to make sure that the sign really means it.

Don’t you know that’s the universal sign for maids to come in?

It was somewhere about here that I knew I needed to quit the "poor me" routine, and get back in the game, and sarcasm can sometimes help.

Attaboy Nebo, You go get ‘em. Oh I mean…Poor mousekeeper…

I told her that I can't speak for all "do not disturb " signs, and i'm sure some have lied to you in the past, but this one really is sincere, believe it."

I would say you spoke for the majority of them. There are some who are insincere, and try to play jokes, but majority of them hold their ground when it comes down to it.

Then, I can't believe what I did.
Any respect you may have still had for me now goes right out the window.

I made a drink.

And I used vodka so nobody would smell it.

Sorry, what can I say, I'm honest.

Oh sure…I mean, the distinguishable lighter fluid smell coming out of your cup wouldn’t make anyone take a second look.

I was feelinig sorry for myself, I was bored, and I was in a ton of pain. I couldn't lie in the sun, now the Yellow J's are in business, it hurts to read my book, I was just able to scan the headlines of the paper, and I'm almost out of painkillers, with a week to go.

I went down to the pool again to make sure my stuff was there. A while later I did get some relief from the pills now and I was able ot relax a bit and read some.

That’s great news!

After a while I went back up and made another drink, when that was done I knew it was time to knock it off and figured that I had a nice meal coming to myself, I really was hungry. I guessed around this time they weren't coming back for a midday break but surprised nobody returned my call yet.

Are you sure you could hear it ring with the bionic ears being off duty and all?

And you're not going to believe me, but I got another hot dog.

Why am I not surprised?! At least it didn't come with those kettle chips you despise so much.

But this time with a REAL bun. And mayo, and fries and mustard and relish and ketchup and best of all, I treated myself to one of the chocolate cakes in the fridge and brought them back to my table.

If you had an appetite, that has to be a good sign right? And after all you’ve been through, you deserve a treat!

I wasn't sure how my stomach was going to react to this, so my motto was, life is short, eat dessert first, and I started with the cake.
Hate to drop dead eating the fries and leave the cake untouched!

Let him eat cake!

It was nice, but that weird feeling never went away all day. Do you know that feeling I'm talking about?

Nope, can’t say I do. There are so many feelings that can be repelled from the human body, it can be any number of things. Sadness, heart ache, nausea, indigestion from the hot dog…

I'ts like a weird dream you wake up from, no, not a scary dream, no monsters after me, or Dinos, (yes, I stil get them a lot), or guys shooting at me, (yes, in my dreams people are ALWAYS trying to shoot me), but weird nonetheless.

You wake up from it and you don't want to go back to sleep, afraid you might continue it again.
No, don't like that off kilter dream feeling, rather have the giant scorpions breaking into my grammar school again like I"m used to.

Oh…that feeling. Yeah, I know what your talking about. I hate the dreams when you can’t quite figure out what is going on in them, and you wake up with a start, only to try to think of something completely different or watch something on TV for a while to erase the “weird” feeling and hope that you can fall back to sleep and dream of anything other than what you dreamed about earlier, even if you have no clue what you were really dreaming of to begin with.

Maybe I’ll switch to romance novels….

I finally just could not sit there any more and went back to the room. I was just lying there when they got back, around six or so.

Why do I picture Smidgy walking into the room and seeing you laying on the bed staring at the ceiling with a blank expression on your face. Then you slowly rol your head to the side to see her and just say…hi, in a very non-chalant way…before returning to the staring contest you were having with the ceiling?

Don’t mind me. I’m almost done I promise.

It sounded like everybody had a blast, maybe not Smidgy quite so much since she was the one doing the waiting a lot of the time, or being the runner for fastpasses, but she told me she didn't mind at all and had fun.

I’m glad they had a good time, but sad to know that you missed out. Of course with the way you were feeling all day, I’m sure if you had tried to go, it would have been miserable.

I really wanted a chance to quiz Jackson on his day but I couldn't find him.

Next day is Typhoon Lagoon, she's already trying to talk me into it, her argument was good about you can lie around there as easily as here, but it's not the same when your head won't stop pounding.

She does have a good argument though. Why do I feel the sudden urge to yell at my computer screen again, “Just GO!”

Plus I know I'm going to want to go in the Lazy River, and can just picture getting kicked in the head by some kids having innertube battles. No, I doubt I would be going there either.

OK. Good argument back…

And I haven't had to vomit either.

yet

Oy vey…That doesn’t sound good…

 

[Thumper_Man]

Smidgy, you dont HAVE to reserve it ahead of time, and can only do 3-4 a day, but from I understand, you can do it from your smart phone the same day too without running around.

Guess we will all have to see how this works out.

I think you will still be able to do the fast pass run if you dont reserve.

Considering most of the parks have about 3-4 major attractions that take FP's, I agree with Smidgy and that would lead to planning every minute of your vacation 180 days out. I guess it would be beneficial if you park hop, but even that would be hard to plan.

From Disney's website:

Currently, the following attractions offer Disney's FASTPASS Service:

Disney's Animal Kingdom Theme Park:

Primeval Whirl
Kilimanjaro Safaris
DINOSAUR
Kali River Rapids
Expedition Everest

Disney's Hollywood Studios Theme Park:

Rock 'n' Roller Coaster Starring Aerosmith
Toy Story Mania!
Star Tours – The Adventures Continue
The Twilight Zone Tower of Terror

Magic Kingdom Theme Park:

Space Mountain
Splash Mountain
Big Thunder Mountain Railroad
Buzz Lightyear's Space Ranger Spin
Jungle Cruise
The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh
Peter Pan's Flight
Dumbo The Flying Elephant

Epcot Theme Park:

Mission: SPACE Pavilion
Test Track
Captain EO
Maelstrom
Soarin'

 

[nebo]

JCSS - best score and original cast ever! Yvonne Ellman made you feel for Mary Magdalen and what she was going through. I also felt - when I got older - that the film and score captured how chaotic the period was. You read the Gospels and things sound pretty sedate. But there was a revolution going on - "student demonstration time!", but in an ancient, middle eastern way.

And - by the way - NEBO! WHEN YOU HIT YOUR HEAD AND HAVE A HEADACHE THE NEXT DAY YOU GO TO THE FREAKIN' HOSPITAL!

Margy, I agree with a lot of what you just said. Cept I can't promise the hospital. There's a lot of SICk people in there!

Remember the music (no I don't know the lyrics.... I rarely do) but I've never seen it either.

I'm sure you heard the title song on the radio, but it was one of the worst songs in the whole opera. Oh, "I Don't Know How to Love Him" got a lot of airplay too. That one was good.



As for comments on the last post... I've deliberately been delaying on that. I wanted to see if anybody was going to comment on it (you know what I'm talking about Nebo). No one has yet, so I'm starting to type now.

Considering you haven't posted it yet, boy, you really type slow.

I wonder if there's a smiley for that?

If there is, Lady H will find it. I'm waiting for her to find a smiley for a guy sitting on the john who accidentally ties his shoelace around his belt, and when he stands up,,,,

I am a new DISer. Last night I found my way into the TR boards for the first time, and I just happened to click on your post as the first trip report I’d read here. What a fortuitous click that was! I was instantly hooked on your post, so much so that I read page 1, and then jumped right to page 74. I enjoyed each chapter and the commentary that followed each one.

I think, though, that I got a little too wrapped up in the anticipation of Satan’s Hammer hitting its mark. As I was reading the chapter detailing your “incident”, I found myself getting light-headed and I broke out in a cold sweat. Call it imagery or whatever you want, but I think the visuals got the best of me. I almost passed out myself! I had to get away from the computer and actually lay down on the floor to keep from completely blacking out. While I don’t usually get grossed out from blood or gory details, somehow your story hit a nerve. A couple minutes later and after a glass of water, I felt just fine, but I decided not to return to the story until this evening (I just had to read how the chapter ended!).

In any case, thanks for the introduction into the world of trip reports! You’re quite a great writer. Looking forward to reading more!

Well hi there, we are glad to have you.
What a coincidence, you're from the OC, and I'm OCD!
Were you serious about the fainting part? My job is to tell you about my experience so maybe you don't have to go through it, it's really not supposed to be a virtual reality experience!
Anyway,feel free to post anytime.

Actually Nebo you're giving old Buzz here way too much credit. I didn't initially ignore the age question, I just didn't go back to the previous page as I made the erroneous assumption that the current page included your first post of the day. Minus points for Buzz!



You think you know how old I am though.....now my curiosity is piqued. I didn't know the JC Superstar line, but I instantly knew Monster Mash and my favorite shows are oldies but goodies. What say you Nebo?

My clues will have to wait now..........

For some reason I really like that, "what say you" line.
I can hear Aragorn saying it, in my mind.

As for knowing your age?

I lied.
I was trying to bluff you into giving it then, but ok, since I started this, I have to take a shot at it, and I think Smidgy is way off.

We'll go 35

Nebo, you hit your head too hard, LOL. That actually happened as you were coming to B&C so I saw that too. Still love you both anyway

Never did find out where the blood came from.

But this is the crazy, odd thing. When I posted the lyrics to Monster Mash last night I remember clearly thinking, "Nebo is going to wonder how old I am" so I have now had a slight sense of the Nebo/Pkondz same vibe thing. WEIRD!!

And then with the "chugging along", I was absolutely thinking of the children's book "The Little Engine that Could" which you reference above. You got in my brain waves Nebo!!

Can I get in trouble for that?

And never fear, I really don't get rattled by teasing very often, unless I feel the need to "up" the comedic drama of the TR response. I don't get miffed very easily. I "roll with the punches"!

On baby Buzz, I will give you an update after my checkup on Tuesday. The 26th is looking like a stretch as of now, but who knows? I'm in the two weeker visit club now, so hooray for me!

The IS a chance the baby could be bald like you though!

Bet he has more hair than I do. And that's ok if he's not born on the 26th, I think it will be cool for him to have Nebo as a middle name, can you imagine the fun he'd have all through his life explaining that name?

you know I'm just kidding, right?

 

[Thumper_Man]

I’m always looking at their tags to see where they are from. I have yet to come across someone from NM though.

You don't remember the CM from Albuquerque? Bag check security over at Epcot. The side entrance we would use. Don't tell me the last trip to WDW was like the first trip to WDW?

 

[nebo]

A year and a half ago my "baby" sister had her first. Actually, she's a step-mom twice, to two teenagers, one on his way to college. But this is the first one of her own.

Her age when she gave birth? 47.

Oh, and the kid is great, BTW.

-Bob

That's great, but can you imagine being in your sixties and having to deal with a teenager?

Normally, yes! But not today, my puter's in for a new hard drive

Nebs, Smidge and Marita, I'm smiling now remembering our precious time together

Unbelievable that it's been 5 years now!

You mean something like this?

Wow, it looks just like her!

Just realized I meant to comment on this and I didn't.


One other thing about this ride. Getting on this ride is like getting on in Haunted Mansion. It's very dark and there's the moving sidewalk. I'm sure your eyes would adjust by the time you actually got on the ride.

It normally takes me about 6 hours for my eyes to adjust to a dark setting.

Careful when you say Photoshop. There's a Ponzi running around who has it and we've all seen what he can do with it.

Notice my silence.

Yeah, but if he photoshops me as younger and skinnier that necessairly wouldn't be a bad think would it-----right?

You've seen his work, do you honestly think that's what he'll do? Don't be surprised if you land up in Nebo's cow costume.

Boy you are just dying for him to let her have it, aren't you?

 

[nebo]

Are you kidding? Have you READ about what's in those jetted tubs in the hotel rooms! I'm thinking the dilution factor of the 10's of thousands of gallons of water, and the chlorine in the pool makes me more comfortable there. But then again, I swim in the lake that all those use as a toilet

I don't mind the fish feces in the lake, it's the turtle tinkle I object to.

Speak for yerself. I've managed to catch up to only 18 pages behind. The hurrier I go, the behinder I get.

Now that's good writin'!

The Last Supper
"Look at your blank faces! My name will mean nothing ten minutes after I'm dead!"

"One of you deny's me, one of you betrays me"
Ok, very good, you nailed it.

Should I admit to cheating? I knew exactly where my book was ( in its album on top of the pile of albums in our closet.)

I can say I knew this came from the night scene under the tree but had to get the book out to quote this scene properly.

Oh that's right, there was a big pullout book inside the album with all the words. Boy, you cheated on Jesus Christ Superstar? tsk.
I think the only part I might not be able to nail totally on my own right now is the opening song Heaven on their minds. There's at least 4, maybe 5 verses to it and I transpose some lines in it when i try to do it on my own.

but my biggest problem right now is;

mUsT

i MUST post

Must POst picture of

Cow

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fight
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[pkondz]

Well, this brings us now to the "Now What" part of the trip report.

"What?"
"That's what."

Possibly the stupidest kid's game of all time.

I got up and started raiding all the little bottles lined up on the vanity.

Yes, Smidgy. I read your post... and thought the exact same thing. But why are the little bottles on the vanity and not in the cooler? You may not want them cold, but wouldn't you want them out of sight? or at least near the ice?

Oh, not those little bottles...

AN hour later, ibuprofen didn't help, and once again I'm hitting my stash in the safe. ( I know where you're about to go Ponzi, and I don't think it will be funny, but you can try)

Ha! Think you can control where I go do you? Think I'm going to comment on your 'stash' do you?

Wrong! We're going to talk about feudalism, the role of the serf and alternatives...

Instead of feudalism we could have an anarcho-syndicalist commune. Where we take it in turns to act as a sort of executive officer for the week. But all the decisions of that officer have to be ratified at a special biweekly meeting. By a simple majority in the case of purely internal affairs, but by a two-thirds majority in the case of more serious external affairs. Because strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony.

So there.

Right, we have not ever done a character meal, and we are doing one on Wednsday at Tusker House, we figured one was enough since T-Rex and Prime Time also got thrown in the mix.

As previously mentioned. "Please Disney character, go away. I'm actually here for the food." I think that kicking the stuffing out of an over-zealous character would not sit well with the kiddies... or possibly management.

one of them is the Butterfinger cupcake that is HUGE, GIGANTIC, enough for two people to split and it ranks right up there with,,,, ahem,,,,,,,,,
Zebra whatchamacallems.

Zebra what? What? WHAT???? DON'T JUST LEAVE ME HANGING LIKE THAT!!!!


Sorry...

They also have the most incredible pasties there

Yes, I see it now and I'm going to leave it and see what happens.

I scoured the internet high and low for a smiley for this. I found a few that might be considered appropriate... and might get me considered for barring, so... Ain't gonna happen!

Then I realised that the Dis itself in all its wisdom has already supplied the appropriate smiley. Can't get in trouble for using the Dis' own smiley now can I?

Anyway. Here ya go.

Did I mention it's a good place to go for snacks?
And you can't have just ONE!

Thanks for that George… I mean Nebo.

Really, I'm more a salt person than a sweettooth person,

I’m a take it or leave it kinda guy. If it’s salty or sweet I’ll take it and you better leave it.

between Zebra domes,

What? What did you say?

Zebra domes?
Zebra Domes!
Zeeeeeebraaaaaa Doooooooooommmmmmmesssssss……….

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…

Where were we?

the triple chocolate cake you get as desserts at most grab and go courts, Cosmic Rays, Pecos Bills, lot's of counter service places, I love those cakes in the clear plastic dish/cup.

You’ve talked me into it.
Note to self: Be sure to try the clear plastic dish/cup available at Cosmic Rays or Pecos Bills….

Here is the best counter service meal you can get on Disney property:

start with an outdoor table right on the Discovery River at Animal Kingdom, with a St. Louis style baby back rib order from Flame Tree, cup of cole slaw, cup of baked beans, a side order of great onion rings to split between you, a carton of milk, and a triple chocolate cake in a plastic cup for dessert.
Now that's some fine dining!

I remember that! But wasn’t there an issue of some sort? Cloudy with a 60% chance of bird droppings or something?

Anyway, that morning;

Oh, yeah. That’s why we’re here, right?

All I could do was tell them not to worry about me, I'll be fine and probably sit by the pool all day, now go away and leave me alone, and they left.

And I’m betting you were glad to see them go. Not, of course, if you were okay… but with your head pounding, you probably just wanted to be left alone, right?

Smdgy was able to get me a coffee from the food court in my mug and a paper,

Wouldn’t the paper get soggy and stained and hard to read?

Whatever… to each his own…

Maybe I made the wrong decision last night?
But the lump had definately gone down since last night.
That's a good sign, right?

You know… I’d agree with you… then some medical type person somewhere is going to say something like, “If the swelling subsides too quickly it’s a sign that the dura lining has been compromised and death is imminent.”

I just made all that up, before you go jumping to conclusions.

Believe me, the last thing we want is for you to be jumping anywhere.

I tried to make this sound like a good thing to me;
"Hey, now I can read to my heart's content all about the comet hitting me in the head and who survives, without answering questions every ten minutes."

Sort of like having a vacation… from your vacation

At nine, I went down to the pool and grabbed the same table we have been grabbing, but now, alone and knowing it's going to stay that way, it feels really strange.

Stop grabbing tables and feeling them. You’ll get arrested.

It's a beautiful day, not a cloud in the sky and I lasted all of ten minutes in a lounge chair in the sun, the heat was already bothering me, but even with sunglasses on, it was just SOOOO bright!

There’s just no pleasing you is there. It’s too bright! It’s too dark! Sheesh how ‘bout we turn the sun down for you during the day and turn it up at night? Well you can. Just travel to the other side of the planet and I guarantee you your wish will come true.

One thing that has definately changed physiologically with me in the last few years, is that I don't tan the way I used to.

TMI dude, TMI.

I can test my cognitive ability by seeing if I can figure out the jumble in the paper, so sitting at the table I tried ot ignore my headache and worked on the Jumble.
Not being able to concentrate or do simple math problems is another sign of brain injury.

Or maybe you have experienced trauma and now the only thing you can do are jumbles? Next time try a jumble and see if you can still tie shoe laces.

All right, I passed that test, I'm not an artichoke yet,

I’ve always thought of you as more of a kumquat.

"No shoes, no shirts, no triage."

Could be worse… some insist on a jacket and tie.

There I got the most helpful cast member and I wished I hadn't put it off.
After explaining everything I asked her if there was anyone resembling a medical professional I can talk to.

"Nope."

"Nope?"

"Nope."

And I waited for further instructions, whatevers.

Now we are just looking at each other.
Now we are just looking at each other, some more.

Ah the patented blank stare. And it worked too. You cracked first. I’m not judging… they can go for days.

"Oh my goodness, what happened, do you want me to call an ambulance for you? They will be here in Ten minutes or less."

Yup. Toldja. “Blah, blah, blah, blah, doctor?”

Long story short, no, there wasn't anybody there to help, but she'd be happy to call Reedy Creek to come and take me away, but we couldn't call them just so I can have a nice sit-down chat with them.

I could swear that there was something in the UG about on-call doctors. Anybody remember this?

They get upset when they come out and don't get to leave with a body.
( I was working in the lab, late one night,)

See? There’s always a ‘MASH’ quote somewhere. :

I was kind of surprised that there wasn't a house doctor or nurse on site, i suppose it would be dumb but with 3 pools and all the kids,,,I doubt they would be bored.
Yeah Yeah, "Not with you staying there Nebo!"

And that’s why.
Mother: “My baby! My baby! Somebody help my baby!”
CM: “I’m sorry Ma’am, but we’ll have to call an ambulance… it’ll take some time.”
Mother: “But what about the on-call doctor that is supposed to be available???”
CM: “I’m sorry ma’am, but he’s with Nebo.”
Mother: “Again????”

As I gave up and turned to leave since I still didn't want ot commit myself to being committed,

You must admit that a commit would be a hit.

Huh, really, never thought of that, they all seem like they are about 12 years old to me.

I think the last time I was younger then a lifeguard was when I was 8.

I'd read a paragraph, and put the book down, read a paragraph, put the book down.

There’s another sign. For you it used to be ‘read a sentence, not understand it, read a sentence, not understand it.’

Now you’re up to paragraphs.

I also had no interest in even going in the water, either, hot as it was. I am now nearing the point where I'm really starting to feel sorry for myself, yes, that's something else I can do pretty well at times too.

Men are good at that. We’ve practically made it into an art form.

Ok, I thought, what can it hurt?

Ha. Good choice of words.

An interesting note, the entire time I spoke to him, he never took his eyes off the pool, I have no doubt he thought I was a plant, checking up on them.

I remember being at a neighbour’s house where they had an above ground pool. They were away for a holiday and had left us free reign. Another couple was there and all the kids (4 in total… none more than 7 or 8 yrs old) were in the pool. The other Dad was talking to me and even though I was listening, I never took my eyes off the kids in the pool. I remember thinking, “Boy, he’s not even close to watching his kids.” Just then his youngest DD slipped off the pool ladder and went under. I remember seeing out of my peripheral view his look of surprise as I bolted out of my chair and in four long strides had covered the distance to the pool and yanked his DD up and out from underwater. It really does take just a split second.

I looked behind me and a new guy walked up in the same lifeguard attire basically, but somehow it seemed a little bit more top of the line.

More bling, sure.

It's the red shorts, white shirt, not a hair out of place, the All-American Boy, fit as a fiddle, no excess body fat, he reminded me so much of somebody,,, oh yeah, ME.
Hello? HELLO?

Who? Sorry, thought you said something. Forget it.

Ok he did except for the fact he was young and had a good V shape and his skin didn't look like leather and no pot belly and other excess fat and could see , he reminded me of me.
I have a white shirt like that too at home!

Good recovery!

I was beginning to become tired of hearing the words Reedy Creek.

Can’t take a hint, huh?

After looking at my ugly head, he gave me the hand wobble, and said If I wanted to I could also drive over to the clinic that is at the crossroads, even gave me a card for them, unlike the EMTs from Reedy Creek they can actually write prescriptions over there, they have real doctors.

Sounds like that was a pretty good option.

I considered this for later when they got back, but then I saw in my mind the chain of probable events: Car to clinic, they insist on tests done they can't do, now spend the night in Celebration ER, more tests, yes you'll live, but here's a strong prescription for 10 Tylenol #3's, take one every 24 hours,,,,,, yada yoda yeti.

But they can’t force you to go to the ER… So you wouldn’t be any place different then you are right now (then)… plus you would have had the satisfaction of actually seeing a doctor who, maybe, might have alleviated either pain, anxiety or both.

Then I freaked him out, only because I could:

…

"Adam", I said, tapping my chest in response to where his name plate is, " I live just north of St. Charles in Carpentersville."

Yeah, you’re okay. If you can do that, you can’t be that sick, can you?

And no, he does NOT miss snow, AT ALL.

You know… I’ve heard that. And yet…. No snow at Christmas? The perfect winter is snow a few weeks before Christmas and it all melts and back to nice temperatures by about the second week of January.

Well a guy can dream, can’t he?

I've already taken 3 vikes and six ibuprofen and two aspirin since I've been up, not counting the 3 vikes at 3 in the morning I took, and now I am on my way back up to the room for more.

Hoo, boy.

Of course, since I have the "Do not disturb" sign in the door, the maid has to come and knock just to make sure that the sign really means it.

It was somewhere about here that I knew I needed to quit the "poor me" routine, and get back in the game, and sarcasm can sometimes help.

I told her that I can't speak for all "do not disturb " signs, and i'm sure some have lied to you in the past, but this one really is sincere, believe it."

Why do they even have those signs? They knock and come in when they’re there… and when they’re not there. Lesser of two evils, I guess. Risk the occasional guest who actually means it… or have to come back at quitting time to do all the rooms that are filled with irate and or contrite… yet forgetful, guests.

Any respect you may have still had for me now goes right out the window.

Don’t worry about it… the respects been long gone already.

Sorry, what can I say, I'm honest.

Actually…. Nah, I’ve been on my soapbox enough for one day.

I was feelinig sorry for myself, I was bored, and I was in a ton of pain. I couldn't lie in the sun, now the Yellow J's are in business, it hurts to read my book, I was just able to scan the headlines of the paper, and I'm almost out of painkillers, with a week to go.

I’m gonna give you this one. You had a good reason.

occasionally you really need to take them out and give your mind a break, it is still not a normal sound to you and will increase your anxiety levels from the constant assault of sound!

Hunh, interesting. Never knew that. That being said, I wish my Dad would get his hearing checked. But he wont hear of it (heh). He must know that he would be told to get aids and he’s just vain enough to not want to wear ‘em.

But I sure wish he would so he could join in on conversations more.

And you're not going to believe me, but I got another hot dog.

Actually, that makes sense. If you want a hot dog and got a crappy one… then you haven’t really scratched that itch yet.

I wasn't sure how my stomach was going to react to this, so my motto was, life is short, eat dessert first, and I started with the cake.
Hate to drop dead eating the fries and leave the cake untouched!

Can’t have that?

“Poor sod, dead as a doornail and didn’t get to eat his cake.”

(yes, in my dreams people are ALWAYS trying to shoot me)

Nah, that’s just the seedy side of Chicago.

No, don't like that off kilter dream feeling, rather have the giant scorpions breaking into my grammar school again like I"m used to.

You lead an interesting subconscious life.

It sounded like everybody had a blast, maybe not Smidgy quite so much since she was the one doing the waiting a lot of the time, or being the runner for fastpasses, but she told me she didn't mind at all and had fun.

Well, if you can’t go… live vicariously through Smidgy.

But at least I have gotten past the first full day after the boo boo.

And I haven't had to vomit either.

yet

Oh, thank goodness, another cliff hanger! I don’t know where we’d be without one. You did very well for a chapter where you basically sat around all day. Thanks for another entertaining chapter! :

Okay, gotta go back a couple of pages and catch up again.

 

[cp'ersmom]

Here's a picture of me taken a week ago. If only I could lessen the fat around my middle before posting...

I took a similar picture today but I let the chair be empty. Can't walk though the parks anymore without thinking of Nebo and Smidgy stories. Even when I was leaving Epcot tonight I was thinking of the "beat the crowd" game they play.