From Oil Wells to Jingle Bells-Bells,pg.66, See you in September!

[Krisscot]

I def need in on this... Where have I been??

 

[dwheatl]

Lifting you all and Smidgy's dad in prayer. I know I can be a smart sometimes, but I really feel for you folks.

 

[Moosemomma]

Yes, it does sound like your getting the same illnes I have, people will tell yyou that's a bad thing, but we know better. To be honest, there was a time when I was a huge fan of Black Sabbath, I thought some of the compostitons and arrangements were just brillaint. I could not believe that the moron know know as Ozzie was the mastermind behind all that, still feaks me out.

Wrong Osborne. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Osborne_Family_Spectacle_of_Dancing_Lights

 

[mmeb144]

Wrong Osborne. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Osborne_Family_Spectacle_of_Dancing_Lights

Shhhhh.....

 

[HaleyB]

I hope Smidgy's Dad is doing better.
I'm off to Hawaii (with my parents who have this tradition of taking their kids one at a time to Hawaii, I am the last to go) in the morning so I might have to catch up when I get back.

Mr Silly is lurking though, so maybe he can just give me a recap.

 

[Thumper_Man's Wife]

First off...I'm sorry to hear about your FIL. I hope he is doing better. Prayers are being sent

You know what would be great?
If every morning you were given an outline when you woke up, an outline that would tell you all the things you are going to encounter, or do, or say throughout the day and you could look it over a little and maybe prepare yourself ahead of time.

It sure would have helped me out this fine, Monday morning.

I will throw a couple of real subtle hints your way about my upcoming stupidity, see if you can catch on first.

While we were getting ready that morning to go to DHS, there wasn't time for coffee, which I am now saying led to a day of bad decision making.

This would be the point were my mother would say..." No coffee? Are you crazy?! There's always time for Coffee!!!!!"

Ok, let's see; Your telling me that you're working out? You joined an aerobics class? Oh, you're saying you need to go tinkle, I get it! Second door on your left down the hall.

So how come no one told me we were playing charades? (It was there for the taking, I figured I would comment )....Back to working and waiting for the next installment...

 

[Piglets Mommy]

Just wanted to let you know that I'm praying for Diane's Dad. Take your time with the next update......we'll be here whenever you are ready.

 

[anut4disney]

Here's the deal.

We drove into the city yesterday to take Diane's dad out to lunch, he lives with her brother and wife and since they are out of town it gave us a chance to check on hiim too. But when we got here, he was pretty sick, so I came back home and picked up stuffe we needed and put out a bunch of food for the cats and we are now staying here till Danny gets back, just don't want to leave him alone.

i'm using their computer rigtht now, but its really uncomfotable and I can barely see the screen so I'm afraid a new chapter wn't be up until tuesday night, wed. at the latest, sorry for the delay. Maybbe a little bit later I can atleast check the mailbag. neeb

I hope that Diane's dad is feeling better.

 

[tiggerwannabe]

Prayers and Pixie Dust coming your way...

See you when we see you

 

[nebo]

many thanks to all of you concerned about Di's dad, we were too but he appears to be getting better, we're guessing it's the flu. We're bhack **** now and I'll have another chapter up late on tonight. It's strrange, but I have to myself back into that "mood mode" again, otherwise you'll feel like you're reaading the want ads.

Hope Diane's dad gets better soon! My mom quit smoking about ten years ago (let's just say she was in her late fifties ) after decades of smoking and it was rough, but she made it through. Although it was somehow better than all the times she tried to quit when I was in HS or college and we would go and buy her a pack just to stop the madness ! I don't remember her really using a lot of meds...just some pill occasionally to help. Don't know if that's the same thing you'll do or not.

here's my plan to quit smoking; I'm going to have my last smoke late at night, and then not have anymore ever again. It's so simple! Not spendiing 150 a month on Chantix when that doesn't have a guarantee, either.

Hi Nebo and Diane!
I too must quit smoking and it the hardest things I have tried. I have tried the meds, fake cigs, and patches and I still couldn't. Giving it another try soon - probably Oct 1st if I can get my head together to do it.

Love hearing about your adventures

The head together part is teh hardest thing. In the past when I tried to quit, I was ok until something went wrong.

"What do you mean the newspaper's not here yet? That's it, I tried, I obviously have to have one now!"

I'm going to have to go back & read your other TR's. You are a nut, although I am sorry to hear you have so much trouble with your feet.

No, no, don't read the other reports! Then you'll see how much I plagiarize myself.

I def need in on this... Where have I been??

Yes you do Krisscot. And I think the question everybody is wondering is where have I been too!

Wrong Osborne. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Osborne_Family_Spectacle_of_Dancing_Lights

Ok, M and M's. Geesh! I know it's not the same Ozzie, idt just gave me a chance to make fun of him. But he really did have a lot of talent in early Black Sabbath days.
It's Sharon that was sthe mastermind behind the Christmas Lights.

Shhhhh.....

Don't you start!

I hope Smidgy's Dad is doing better.
I'm off to Hawaii (with my parents who have this tradition of taking their kids one at a time to Hawaii, I am the last to go) in the morning so I might have to catch up when I get back.

Mr Silly is lurking though, so maybe he can just give me a recap.

Haley, when they take you one at a time in the morning to Hawaii, do they bring you back also? Sounds like a great deal. But where does Mr. Silly get to go, Milwaukee?

This would be the point were my mother would say..." No coffee? Are you crazy?! There's always time for Coffee!!!!!"

Yeah, I can do without if I have to, but with a lot of folks, that's not even a possibility.

So how come no one told me we were playing charades? (It was there for the taking, I figured I would comment )....Back to working and waiting for the next installment...

That is what it seemed like didn't it? Smiley Charade.

I hope that Diane's dad is feeling better.

(UncleShirley who thought she was anut4disney, but is really auntdisney)



Hi, I'm looking at your siggy, and does it come with directions? Best I can figure out is at least somewhere in there, your name is Shirley. Not sure if you're Aunt Shirley, Uncle Shirley, or second cousing Shidrley, twice removed.

 

[lovebuzzandwoody]

It's Sharon that was the mastermind behind the Christmas Lights.

I laughed so loud just now!

 

[nebo]

Scene:
Yacht and Beach Club pier, early, very early Monday Morning.

Weather:
Sunny, with a chance of Meatheads.

Motivation:
Smidgy; none needed. Not a morning person.
( re. Dorothy)

Motivation:
Nebo; amused and bemused.
(re. verbalizes possible datum concerning whereabouts of said Dorothy)

Crowd milling; Take 1.

After standing next to the lighthouse with my mind wandering, waiting for the Friendship boat, I noticed that Smidgy was what looked like trying to give whatever info she had on the Studios to a small group of probable newbys.

Then I saw a woman that was clearly not part of the conversation move over and just interupt Diane in mid sentance, and I wished I had worn my hearing aids today.

I scootched a little bit closer.

It didn't take long to figure out what was transpiring.
Smidgy was telling them that the fastpasses don't expire at all for that day you receive them, and this busybody jumped in and said over Smidgy, "Yes they do!"

Diane tried to be patient at first, but this witch was begging to BE a patient. She was the poster child for loud obnoxious people that have to constantly interfer even when they have no idea what they are talking about.

Not that we needed confirmation, but the bus driver Saturday that pointed out the deer to us even made a point of telling us that.

And Diane tried to point out what the employee said to the Wicked Witch of the West, but just barely made a dent.
Now, when it comes to matters of confrontations like this, Diane is tougher than a 2 dollar steak, throw in the fact that you are interupting me, AND it's still very early in the morning, well I guess she had been told off and pushed around for the last time this trip.

I walked up and just calmly said, "Believe me, when it comes to all things Disney, she knows all." nodding to Diane.

The witch then glared at me, but I kept walking till I got a ways out of the sun. Then she tried once more to take over Diane's class again.
"Well, you can't count on it. It all depends on the personality."

I didn't know if she meant the personality of the fp user, or the cast member, but it didn't matter, Diane had now had enough.

"Well if personality is an issue, then I can see why you might have been rejected!"

I almost doubled over, so did this young couple that Smidgy was talking to originally and the woman's face got as red as the sun, but she gave the classic,"harumph" and walked away. Then the boat pulled up.

7:30 is a great time for a boat ride, but it doesn't get us to the Studios early enough for our liking, even though it's EE, it's already pretty crowded and we had to do some fancy footwork to make it to a respectable post position for rope drop.

Waiting for the opening, we caught this older man's gaze, he was looking and reading a t-shirt a kid was wearing and shaking his head in disgust. Diane could read it but every time I tried, the rotten kid would turn the other way.

It was one of those ones that said something like, "Your mother pays me to beat up Honor Students". Something like that, I'm sure Smidgy will correct me, but we started talking to the older couple a bit about respect and whatever has happened to it.

Then we were off, at the end of the street, the crowd split into two groups, Toy Story Maniacs to the left and Tower of Terror, Rock 'n Roller Coaster to the right. It was pretty evenly divided.

We were in the Toy Story group, and it's all I can do to keep up in the stupid clip clops. I just stared at the ground the entire way there, I knew if I went down, I might not get a chance to get back up again till Toy Story 4 comes out.

By the time we got there, I was shot but we went right in, and who is right in front of us in line, but the old couple. I was impressed.

Then another miracle happened; I actually beat her, even though I could barely see the targets from coming in out of the bright sun. No, the scores were not things of beauty, but I didn't care if the final score for us was 12 to 11, the fact is I beat her for a change. She then got in line to get fastpasses, our fp time was already pushed back till 12:45, they were going that fast.

Then we were off to Muppets, followed by the Not so bad Movie Ride.

Finally, it was time to be Stupido at the Studios.

And I was.

Beauty and the Beast or the Indy stunt show. Which one? They each have 3 shows during the day, yet each time they start at almost the same time and I was already getting tired of crisscrossing the park, so I voted for the Indy Stunt show. She went along.

Killing the Beast would have been a lot safer.

On the way to Indy, we stil had some time, so we squeezed in Star Tours since it was going to close soon, for that we just walked on, then went over to get good seats for Indy.

Hah, it was already packed inside the theatre, I keep forgetting this is still July, but there were still some seats waaay on the far left side in the front, and since once again I can't see anything coming out of the sun, Diane helped lead me down the frightful stairs.

But I was thinking, and when the show started, I was thinking some more. '

Again, the last time we saw the whole show, I was going to volunteer, I tried, tried really hard. But the MC chose that woman next to me instead, who goes by the name of Smidgy, or Indiana Diana.

And this was her second time getting picked to be on the stage.
All I had was a disposable camera at the time, but she's in here.

The only thing I can think of now, is that my euphoria was still running at a very high level having escaped Sports with all my blood still inside me, and having the car thing taken care of much easierly (easierly?) than I expected. And we haven't really come across much in the way of tour groups today yet.

I asked Smidgy if she was going to try again to get on stage, but she said no, she's had enough excitement in the last few days.

Do you think I would have taken her statement to heart?
Do you think I agreed with her?
Do you think I can think for myself?

No, no, and no. And why can't I try to get picked, it might be fun!
Besides, there's over two thousand people in here, there's no way in the world that cute MC is gonna pick this bald, middle aged moron.

How is he a moron? Let me count the ways.

1. What's the point if we don't have a camera?
2. My vision has gotten worse, YOU'RE ASKING FOR IT!
3. I didn't bring my hearing aids.
4. I'm wearing CLIP CLOPS!
5. I'm accident prone. Oh yes, much better when it happens on stage.
6. I'm running out of vikes!
7. And probably the most important reason, I never really paid attention to when Diane was picked, I thought they all just went behind the stage for briefing and get their costumes.

Let's look at some of those reasons for a second.
I don't need the hearing aids in the park, the attractions are all plenty loud, I only need them when I am in a One on One situation, like when somebody is giving me instructions.

And I have a hard enough time walking straight with shoes on, in these stupid things that don't fit and hang on my feet, I'm a total menace to myself and all those around me.

So, as you can see, with all these intelligent reasons to just stay seated and don't say a word, this moron in the shorts, red tank top and FLIP FLOPS that don't fit is now jumping up and down waving his arms and yelling, "Pick Me, Pick me".

As far over on the side that we were, I don't think she ever really saw me, Diane disagreed with me on that.
She went through the crowd and picked at least 7 people, called them up and had them do stupid stunts and finally said she needed just ONE more person.

This time I had given up, was just standing there and she walked right over to the side in front of me, pointed and said "You, in the red tank top, come join us."

Wow, she picked me after all.
And now I'm terrified! I don't want to go. What was I thinking. Diane, how could you let me do this to myself? Maybe some scouts will be in the audience. "And the winner for best actor in the drama category.....is Nebo".

I got up and walked down the two steps to the bottom, then made a left and very carefully walked up the 4 or 5 steps that led up to the stage.

Then I started walking over to the middle by the cute MC.

She yelled over for me to stop.
Huh?

I was at the end of the line of volunteers, and she told me she needed me to make my best muscle man body builder look.

I almost died.

I don't have a muscle man, body builder pose.

Mainly because I don't have a muscle man, body builder body.

How emabarrasing.
But I tried.
Thank God we didn't have a camera with us.

Hollywood flashed before my eyes.

This was bad enough, but we now get to the point of where I really wish I would have paid more attention to what happened when Smidgy was doing this crap.

After the Mc was done abusing us, we're suppose to go behind the scenes for the briefing and instructions, right?

After turning to face us, she said, "Ok, I want you all to go to the right side of the theater, exit at the end and then go ALL the WAY BACK UP THE STAIRS TO THE VERY BACK AND MEET THE CAST MEMBERS WHO WILL BE WAITING FOR YOU OUTSIDE THE THEATER AT THE TOP.

Huh?

I only caught half of it, but as I was putting it together in mind what I thought I heard, they all took off at a jog, and I had to run just to catch up.

My mind is already thinking the worst, I am getting pretty strong vibes on what is eventually going to happen, and I got the feeling it's not going to be pretty.

Thankfully, I was saved.

People were still coming in, and the thouroghbreds I'm running with have to slow down to a walk to let these late arrivers come by on the way back up.
What I really wanted to do was grab the belt of the guy in front of me, kinda let him lead me back up, but I have a great imagination with a split second timer and I could just imagine if I reached out for it and missed a bit lower and how that is going to look to him.

When we got to the top, folks already had their robes on, signing release forms and took off once again to rejoin the stage.

I was the last one, I just nodded my head in faux understanding of all that was said, signed my name and then needed help putting on my robe because my mind was no longer functioning, based on the last thing that was said to me.

"Ok Steve, we need you to run back down the center aisle to the stage, then cut to the left and climb the stairs fast as you can without hurting yourself."

Even the belt guy is gone, belt was no use anymore anyway under the robe, and I'm totally the last man standing up there, and they're getting antsy.

A smart man would have bailed right then.
An intelligent man would have taken off his robe, said thanks, but no thanks.

As Harry Callahan once said, "A man's got to know his limitations."

Apparently, I didn't qualify.

I ran back inside, headed to the stairs.

"Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack,,,,"

Damn clip clops, I didn't need any more attention drawn to myself!

At the top of the stairs, I paused briefly. I'm tying to go by memory, now that I can't see a thing again from being outside in the bright sunshine putting on the robes and signing papers.

Nope, can't see, I'm not thinking too well right now either, knowing that 2000 people are about to watch a guy tumble to what is almost certain to be a very painful end.

If they were real stairs, I might have a chance.
You can get in a rhythm if they are all the same.

But no, these are fake stairs. Part walkway, part stairs.
Walk two feet forward, then down two steps, then three feet forward, then down 2 steps. There is no rhythm.

I considered the easy way out, just let my body sumersault from the top all the way down and get it over with.

But I took them at a slow run, after all.
I knew sometimes I was going to fall farther than I thought, and sometimes I'm going to land on the very edge and tried to prepare myself for all these things.

2 steps down and I missed.

Landed on the edge and had to spin around to keep from ruining my ankle. I was totally out of balance now and the "Oh my Gods'" from the folks sitting right by me didn't help at all but call almost the entire theater's attention to me.

As I spun on down, I smacked one guy on the shoulder and was again about to fall when I just jumped way down, landed good and kept jumping and leaping all the way down without hitting an "edge" again till I got to the bottom.

Oh, I still fell down the stairs, I just never ended up prone on my back.
I think Woody would have called it "Falling with Style."

There is no doubt that people thought I was another stunt guy, when I reached the bottom I heard much applause.

I was ectastic!

No, not "I'm ready for my close-up now Mr. DeMille", but ecstatic that I was still alive.

Then I ran to the steps that lead up to the stage, and promptly stubbed the front of the right clip clop on the face of the stair and went down, hard, face forward.

I hopped up immediately, glanced over at the Mc and she has a look of panic on her face, I jumped up and went and stood in line.

I gave the guy standing next to me a look like, "What?"

It was so hot that day we were told we didn't have to wear the hoods if we didn't want to.

Wanna guess who tried to keep the hood on as much as he could to hide his identity?
Crap, I was wishing I had a ski mask too.

It was when we were pretending to be merchants in the market that I felt the blood running back down my leg.
I knew it was coming, it was the same shin I bashed at MK when it wanted to play with concrete, but there wasn't anything I could do about it now.

Spoiler alert:

There is a regulay stunt man that is in with you, and when we actually were behind the scenes, he asked me what that was all about, the entrance. I think he thought I might be trying to upstage him, but I just told him, "I always wanted to try this, and I'm blind." Then I picked up my robe and showed himi the blood still running down my leg.

"Believe?"

Before the final scene, once again we are told to run off the stage like Diane is doing I think in the picture, but after saying this, the cast member grabbed me by the arm and said, "You, walk."

Back at the top, I took off my robe, they gave me more napkins to clean my leg but I said I was fine, but no way am I gonna try to go back down the "Stairs of Peril" and sit with Diane for the rest of the show.

Sometimes standing room at the back of a theater is highly underrated!

goodnight, and God bless

 

[fsmith2845]

many thanks to all of you concerned about Di's dad, we were too but he appears to be getting better, we're guessing it's the flu. We're bhack **** now and I'll have another chapter up late on tonight. It's strrange, but I have to myself back into that "mood mode" again, otherwise you'll feel like you're reaading the want ads.

Glad to hear that Smidgy's dad is doing better and you guys are back home. I'm sure you are both relieved..

Ok, M and M's. Geesh! I know it's not the same Ozzie, idt just gave me a chance to make fun of him. But he really did have a lot of talent in early Black Sabbath days.
It's Sharon that was sthe mastermind behind the Christmas Lights.

I agree on Ozzy's early Black Sabbath's days, that is some great music..

I was LOL at the Sharon comment..

SHAAAARROONNN!! The lights are blinking!! SHAARRONN!! there's a bulb out fix it!! SHAARROONN, how do you use the remote to turn on the lights!!

(of course i left out the Ozzy expletives!!! LOL)

 

[smidgy]

that's what the "casting" Cm called Nebo.(not, "guy in the red tank top" see,. she wasn't ignoring him after all. since there is always a volunteer whom they make do a "muscle man" pose, she had noticed him all along, and was "saving" him for this role.
nebo loves tank tops (,aybe cause ho looks so good in them?)
once at his job, he was standing by his machine and a girl from the office had to talk to him about something. she forgot his name, but he was wearing a tank top, so she yelled out "you, with the shoulders!"
once, after work, he and the guys went for a drink at the steak house nearby. it was a restaurant with a bar, and the female bartender told him he wasn't dressed "properly", as he was wearing a tank top. guess what SHE was wearing? sure, he complained about the injustice of it all, but they still made him put on a shirt they had lying around.
so, in summation, he was being complimented by the Cm, but he took it as being "ignored". see how needy he is? and what I have to put up with?
ps, honey? in my defense, you DID say I would "correct you", didn't you? tee hee!

 

[lovebuzzandwoody]

"Well if personality is an issue, then I can see why you might have been rejected!"

This time I had given up, was just standing there and she walked right over to the side in front of me, pointed and said "You, in the red tank top, come join us."

Wow, she picked me after all.

I really didn't think she would ~ I thought this was just too good to be true! Now I am kicking myself that I wasn't sitting in the audience to witness this! And YOU ~ without a camera!!! Augh!!!!

Oh, I still fell down the stairs, I just never ended up prone on my back. I think Woody would have called it "Falling with Style."

Before the final scene, once again we are told to run off the stage like Diane is doing I think in the picture, but after saying this, the cast member grabbed me by the arm and said, "You, walk."

Priceless!

Thanks for the giggles Nebo!

SHAAAARROONNN!! The lights are blinking!! SHAARRONN!! there's a bulb out fix it!! SHAARROONN, how do you use the remote to turn on the lights!!

Killing me!!!

 

[anut4disney]

(UncleShirley who thought she was anut4disney, but is really auntdisney)



Hi, I'm looking at your siggy, and does it come with directions? Best I can figure out is at least somewhere in there, your name is Shirley. Not sure if you're Aunt Shirley, Uncle Shirley, or second cousing Shidrley, twice removed.

The reason for my siggy is enough to drive someone to drink. My siggy is supposed to be anut4disney but people were reading it as auntdisney. So then I had to tell how my nieces call me Uncle Shirley. I hated the way Aunt Shirley sounded so my sister told the kids that I was Uncle Shirley. Imagine some twenty odd years later when they would tell their boyfriends about Uncle Shirley and Uncle Raymond. Then telling them Uncle Shirley was a girl who was married to Uncle Raymond.

Let me make you get up and get a second drink. My mother married my stepmother's brother so he was my stepfather and step uncle at the same time. I think I was my own sister and cousin. One time they went to court and tried to explain to the judge how eveyone was related and he threw them out of court, said it gave him a headache.

Glad to hear that your FIL is doing better.

 

[jillyb]

Let me make you get up and get a second drink. My mother married my stepmother's brother so he was my stepfather and step uncle at the same time. I think I was my own sister and cousin. One time they went to court and tried to explain to the judge how eveyone was related and he threw them out of court, said it gave him a headache.

Jerry! Jerry! Jerry!

 

[McDisney]

"Well if personality is an issue, then I can see why you might have been rejected!"

Go Diane!

It was so hot that day we were told we didn't have to wear the hoods if we didn't want to.

Wanna guess who tried to keep the hood on as much as he could to hide his identity?
Crap, I was wishing I had a ski mask too.

Or one of these?

 

[McDisney]

I was LOL at the Sharon comment..

SHAAAARROONNN!! The lights are blinking!! SHAARRONN!! there's a bulb out fix it!! SHAARROONN, how do you use the remote to turn on the lights!!

(of course i left out the Ozzy expletives!!! LOL)

OMG! That's hilarious! I totally have an image of Ozzie bumbling around trying to find Sharon through the house.

 

[TyRy]

Ouch Ouch Ouch! I have to say I had a bad feeling after you were picked about you going up to the stage and when you made it, I though all was well. Forgot about going all the way up and coming back down.

Sounds like you were quite the show go...maybe they could hire you as their second stuntman.