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

[dwheatl]

Do you not know the phrase, "Cheese it, the cops!"? It's what you say when you and Spanky and Darla go to the swimming hole instead of to school, and you see the truant officer headed your way.

 

[KCSherri]

Nebo/Smidgy:

If you remember, I spent pretty much my entire weekend reading TWO of your TR's...and you have how many more??

I went to the eye doctor yesterday for a check-up, and he said my eyes were blistered. I told the doctor, "It's Nebo's fault" - and of course, he then looked at me like I was crazy. I tried to explain that if Nebo's TR's hadn't been so freakin' funny, I wouldn't have spent 163 hours in front of the computer, reading 163 pages of chapters and comments on the DisBoards.

<------- Me, this past weekend... "Hooked on Nebo"


(Actually, the blistering is a side effect from Lasik surgery - I got some wonderful eye drops and other "lubricants" - and now that I've managed to work in "lubricant" into a TR, I'm happy.)

<------ Me, after getting my blistered eyes dilated yesterday

Anywho, I have a quick question: SOMEWHERE in those 163 pages of TR's, it was mentioned that Nebo has a favorite rocking chair where he gets his picture taken.

Where was that again?

Now that I'm an official Nebo groupie, I MUST find this rocking chair on my upcoming solo trip Nov. 10th.

And I am NOT wading back through 163 pages...my poor eyes!

Thanks!

Sherri

 

[Krisscot]

Actually Kriss,. you know us plenty from reading the trip reports, not too much left to hide, or tell.
But Holy Cow, that guy looked like he could knock out Godzilla, and you only got a fat lip?
Kid, if I'm in trouble, I want you there with me!
I do apprecitate your thinking of me, but you do understand what I mean now about how you have to run up and down the stairs?

I know!! Seriously my husband couldn't believe I wasn't laid out. Maybe I should have just fell over and laid there so they might have at least given me TSM fast passes See if I ever volunteer to be the punching bag for their enjoyment anymore. Afterwards I just thought it was so funny that I had just read about your incident here and I was trying to explain it to my husband and he was looking at me like I was crazy. He says and this is on the internet? He thought I must have been talking about people I knew. So I guess we can just be Indiana Stunt friends haha

 

[mmeb144]

Anywho, I have a quick question: SOMEWHERE in those 163 pages of TR's, it was mentioned that Nebo has a favorite rocking chair where he gets his picture taken.

Where was that again?

Now that I'm an official Nebo groupie, I MUST find this rocking chair on my upcoming solo trip Nov. 10th.

And I am NOT wading back through 163 pages...my poor eyes!

Thanks!

Sherri

It think the rocking chair is in the DSA over by Splash and BTMR. However, I don't have any experience with this.

 

[KCSherri]

It think the rocking chair is in the DSA over by Splash and BTMR. However, I don't have any experience with this.

I think you're right!

Thanks!

Sherri

 

[nebo]

Well I can't promise a report but pics are being posted on facebook... I can pm you my real live name if you are even the slightest bit interested.

Am interested, just have never been on Facebook before. Got a lot of people mad at me for that, too.


And we got the noodles and the wontons when we were there last December. Sounds like you were robbed, my friends!

Yeah, I think they were just forgotten, dang, they were my favorite thing that first time we went. Have to go back now.

Do you not know the phrase, "Cheese it, the cops!"? It's what you say when you and Spanky and Darla go to the swimming hole instead of to school, and you see the truant officer headed your way.

You get more confusing by the post. Are you talking The East Side Kids? But Darla's a fish killer. But I do know CheeseIts.

Nebo/Smidgy:

If you remember, I spent pretty much my entire weekend reading TWO of your TR's...and you have how many more??

I went to the eye doctor yesterday for a check-up, and he said my eyes were blistered. I told the doctor, "It's Nebo's fault" - and of course, he then looked at me like I was crazy. I tried to explain that if Nebo's TR's hadn't been so freakin' funny, I wouldn't have spent 163 hours in front of the computer, reading 163 pages of chapters and comments on the DisBoards.

I agree, wouldn't all these pages be a lot easier to read if they were in paperback form?
Tell your publisher, we'll make a deal.


(Actually, the blistering is a side effect from Lasik surgery - I got some wonderful eye drops and other "lubricants" - and now that I've managed to work in "lubricant" into a TR, I'm happy.)

<------ Me, after getting my blistered eyes dilated yesterday

Sherry, hope the Lasix works for you. I went to a seminar for it once and then a pre-exam and they just laughed, "Like sticking a bandaid over a heart attack." I think they said.

Anywho, I have a quick question: SOMEWHERE in those 163 pages of TR's, it was mentioned that Nebo has a favorite rocking chair where he gets his picture taken.

Where was that again?


Thanks!

Sherri

Marie has it right, it's the smoking area right across from the exit to Thunder Mountain, right on the water under a gazebo. Best spot in the MK.
Thanks for all the kind words Sherry.

I know!! Seriously my husband couldn't believe I wasn't laid out. Maybe I should have just fell over and laid there so they might have at least given me TSM fast passes See if I ever volunteer to be the punching bag for their enjoyment anymore. Afterwards I just thought it was so funny that I had just read about your incident here and I was trying to explain it to my husband and he was looking at me like I was crazy. He says and this is on the internet? He thought I must have been talking about people I knew. So I guess we can just be Indiana Stunt friends haha

Yes we can, and Smidgy can't join. Even though whe was also an extra, not a thing happened to her, so she's out.

It think the rocking chair is in the DSA over by Splash and BTMR. However, I don't have any experience with this.

Right you are, Marie, you don't have to smoke, go and sit there anyway.

 

[Krisscot]

Yes we can, and Smidgy can't join. Even though whe was also an extra, not a thing happened to her, so she's out.

That's right only people beaten up in the show

 

[nebo]

That's right only people beaten up in the show

Here here!

Allrighty then, going to start work on the next chapter, see ya in about 3 hours or so.

 

[Thumper_Man]

Well, there you have it.
Unfortunately, this is now a bar that has been raised so high, there is no way it can ever be topped, at least I don't see how it could be.
And this upgrade didn't cost us a penny more.

This was one time I truly felt rich, somebody special.

Wow. Finally managed to catch up again. Probably only to fall behind again next week.

TMW and I feel like this every now and again when we go to Vegas. DW's cousin works for Treasure Island. Don't remember exactly what he does, think he's there financial manager or something like that, but he's moving up in the ranks. Any how, when ever we go, we usually manage to find a good rate over at TI. We'll send him an e-mail letting him know that we're headed his way. Arrange to meet up with him and the rest of the family for lunch or dinner. Play it off real smooth like that we're only interested in visiting with them while we're there. We usually try to do this with them when we go. He's almost like a brother to DW, and we don't get to see him often; so we make it point to try and get to together. He usually asks where we're staying. If we stay there, he surprises us with a free upgrade. So we land up with a suite, instead of a standard room, for the same price.

Ever walk down the halls in some of the Vegas hotels and wonder what the rooms look like behind those double doors? Say to yourself "I have to book one of those rooms one of these days. Just to see what's on the other side." We used to, but now we know. And yes, there is actually 2 bathrooms. One has a jetted hot tub, and the other just a shower. Kind of a his/hers deal. One of the mini-bars you don't dare open. King size bed with goose down pillows and comforters. Felt like we were high rollers.

For our honeymoon, he even surprised us with a complimentary bottle of champagne and chocolate covered strawberries. YUM. So we know how you feel when you mention the bar has been set high. Hmmm. Might be time to book another room there and drop him an e-mail. Letting him know we plan on going.

 

[nebo]

It's Saturday morning, and I'm feeling fine.
No linguring effects left over from the fiasco at Ohana's, except a small scab on the top of my head.
And I'm sure some emotional and pschological damage that won't show up until years later.

Today is an absolute, nothing day.
Nothing to do, nothing to have to go see, and, pretty much nothing left to eat.

I couldn't wait to get started. I'm really good at nothing.

(leave it alone)

After putting on my suit and grabbing a couple towels and other stuff I need, I told Smidgy I'm going to get coffee and a paper and I'll meet you down by the pool, and I walked out.
Halfway down the stairs, it ocurred to me that I never said which pool,,,, oh well, she'll find me, she always does.

Having gotten my stuff, I see that the pool workers are going to town on the main Calypso pool, sections are roped off and it's really noisy so I just kept walking back to the Piano pool, and not a soul in sight over there.
Grabbed a table, pulled up a couple of lounge chairs and I was all set.

Then I sat down in a lounger.
A lounger that I didn't notice was still soaked from the morning dew.

For some reason, getting wet like that is a really yuddy feeling, so I got up and decided, what the heck, I went and slid myself into the pool.

Normally on early pool time mornings, I'm all about peace, tranquility, serenity,,,,,, and waiting for the pain killers to kick in.

Since there is only one day left after today on this trip, Vero Beach is long gone, Beach Club Villas are just a memory now, you can throw out the peace, tranquility and serenety,,,,, and, oh yes, I'm out of Vikes,,,,so now I'm batting O for 4.

Gonna have to improvise, and for some reason, jumping in the pool seemed like a good way to start.

Turned out to be a GREAT way to start.
I don't know why I've never done this before;
I have the whole pool to myself, don't have to worry about running into anybody, it was very calming and relaxing. Next time I have the chance to go 4 for 4 again, I'm going to have to do it from inside a pool.

Right, the next time will be in December, it will be 56 degrees in the morning, I'll be going swimming then!

After drying off, I tried to read the paper, but I just couldn't concentrate.
I was still trying to think of what else we can pack into this trip, but nothing good was popping in.

Tomorrow we are going back to the MK, for EMH to try to get some of the rides I can see at night in, and we will be leaving Monday somewhere around ten in the morning, since EMH will be a late night.

Yes, this is a radical change from all our previous trips where if we drive we leave at the crack of dawn, only done this one other time and it was recently, it let's you enjoy the last day better.

I did forget to mention one thing about the day before, Ohana day, and that is that it finally rained a bit in the afternoon. THis was the first rain we have encountered on our entire Florida trip.
In July!

We were here last August and it rained 12 out of 15 days, boy, you never know.

Since I couldn't come up with any other brilliant and cheap, ideas, I started thinking about what I can do to get revenge on Diane, she has thwarted me twice now with the stupid noodles, but what else can there be?

I've only got 2 days left,,,what to do, what to do...?

Luckily, the solution was just about gift wrapped for me a little bit later in the day.
heh heh

She joined me almost an hour later.
Got her tea from the food court, didn't see me at the main pool on the way back so figured I was here.
That simple.

If it was me?

I would have walked to the food court for coffee, not seen her at the main pool because she was in the bathroom at the time, then I would have walked to the Piano pool and not seen her because she wasn't there.
I would have gone back to the room the check, then gone back to the main pool to check again, which she of course wouldn't have been at because she was refilling her tea,,,,,,,,,,,,,yada yada yada.

She had brought some snacks with her, we had a breakfast of Slim Jims and Ho Ho's, boy, now that's some livin'.

I divvied up the paper with her, and told her I was having a hard time keeping my mind on my reading, it kept wandering.
She went "Uhn."

But this time, I kept the comics section and the editorials and the Jumble for myself.
Normally, she always gets it first, and nothing can be more annoying then when you get handed the paper and she says, "The Jumble were easy today."

We have a thing for the Jumble on vacation, since it's not in our newspapers at home. it kind of turns into a contest, so if she says the Jumble is "easy today," that means I had just better get them all in record time, otherwise I'm a complete stupid moron.
See how that works?

So today I look first, and it was almost scary:
In less than one minute, I had all 4 words unscrambled, as quickly as my eyes could focus, I had the word. '

"Honey?"
"Yes dear?"

"I think there's something wrong with me, I think I'm dyslexic."
"Why?"

"You know how I said I have a hard time reading the paper?"
"But I have absolutely no problem reading the Jumble.
Do you think we can get them to print a special edition where all the headline stories are jumbled up, and the Jumble has the words written in the right order?"

I gave her the paper and she tried the Jumble, she got them all, but in over quadruple the time it took me.
What's getting even scarier, is she will often buy a newspaper when we stop for gas in different towns on the way down and back up.
And many of those papers have the Jumble in them, so she will just read me the letters of the words while I'm driving.

I often get the word before she does, looking right at them. And this is no slant against her, she's good.

Great!
Next thing I know I'm going to be going, "Wapner's on",
and, "I am an excellent driver."

After a while, we went back to the room for a potty break, eat some cheese and crackers and decided to relocate down to the main pool, since it was really getting hot and we knew we were going to need to refill the mugs often.

Got a great table at the end of the pool, as close to the food court as you could be, and the smoking section.

Before long, a young guy started playing DJ, he was latino for all the Brazilians, I guess, but he spoke English, and there really weren't that many Brazillians there at the time.

I have to admit, it was a little tough relaxing with "Celebration" blaring from the speaker right behind us, but there was no were to relocate nearby to.


Then Diane pointed out something to me that I wish she hadn't, although I would have seen it sooner or later.

A woman was getting out of the pool wearing a bikini, a very tiny bikini, and, well, she shouldn't be.

She would have looked much better in a tent.

I'm not saying that she was way too fat to wear a bikini, it's just that, well, the fat she did have was all independent of each other. Everything was going in opposite directions.

No, I know that I'm no God's gift to women myself, but you won't see me in a bikini.

Well, you know what I mean.
She was just an older woman that nobody has informed that she is an older woman.

And let me tell you, the DJ didn't help.

He is now going to show off his newfound DJ skills by getting the pool guests all involved, starting with the Hula Hoop contest.

I was reading at the time, and Diane nudged me,,
"Steve, Steve,,,,"

"Dont' even thing about it." I said.

"No, no, guess who's getting up and trying on a hula hoop?"

I told my self not to.
I even grabbed my head to keep it from turning, but it was no use.

I HAD TO SEE!

Bikini Lady was going to town, and she was one of the only ones to keep the hoop up, most of the participants were kids.
But I was afraid a kid was gonna get hurt.

Somehow her skin was staying inside the bikini, I still think that it was an act of God that it did, but I never saw something like that in my life.

This went on for twenty minutes or so, and she didn't get tired.

Finally, he called an end to it, but immediately started into the next game, a musical chairs game with the hoops acting as the chairs.

I went back to my book.

Two nudges later, "Steve, Steve,,,,,,"

"Don't even think about it."

"No, no, guess who's doing the musical chairs."

Boy, talk about your Deja View!

Don't look, don't look, don't loo....

Somehow, this was worse than the hula hoop thing.
He would start the music, they would all dance around the elongated circle of hoops, and when he stopped the music, they would jump into the nearest hoop.

I couldn't help it. Even though by now there were some bikini worthy guests playing, my eyes were still mesmerized by the bikini lady.

And she had a small boy directly in front of her, and directly behind her.

I knew one of these kids are about to be scarred for life.

After a few eliminations, bikini lady was really getting into it.
She was dancing, hopping, parts of her were flying everywhere, and to honest, she looked like if you stuck a Jellomode in a paint mixer machine. I know I sound mean, but I'm just callin it the way I saw it.

Then the music stopped, the boy in front and bikini lady both jumped into the nearest hoop, at the same time.

It wasn't pretty.

The boy was enveloped in the bikini womans bosom, that sitll had a life of it's own.
He was only chest high to her, and it seemed like they were just smacking him in the ears, every time that inertia beat out gravity. It took a while for gravity to win.

The boy jumped out, said, "I"m out." and ran.

I stopped him, gave him a cigarette and a Manhattan and asked him, "So, was it good for you?"

Ok, made the last part up, but damn, what entertainment.

Mr. DJ wasn't done yet.

Time for the water balloon toss contest.

I was reading my book, yet again, when the inevitable nudge came..."Steve,,,,,,"

"Don't even think abou,,,,,,,,"

It was the proverbial light going on over my head.
The answer was so simple, so simple.

I was aghast, agape and agog at how simple it was.

"Hey, you wanna quit playing spectators and get in the action?"

"What? You do? "
"Who are you and what have you done with Nebo?"

"Who you calling a Youdo and yes, I do do. "

I puposely took my time in getting up, letting all the other teams pick the best throwing water balloons from the plastic bin he pushed out to everyone.

The normal procedure here would be to pick the least filled, softest balloon you can find.

Heh heh.

Not me.

I went to the bin, and picked out a balloon that was just about to burst, this thing was so huge it looked like an appendix that should have been removed 3 days ago.

Here is what most of my lifetime spent with Smidgy has taught me.

She is very bad at catching, but she is even worse at throwing.
To say she throws like a girl would be a comlete compliment to Smidgy.

Now, I just have to make it to the second round, she HAS to catch the first toss, then get it back to me.
I think we can do this, but man, I might have overdone the balloon picking thing, this thing is like a small pumpkin.

Even the DJ raised his eyebrow at me when he saw the balloon I chose.

All in control, my good man.

Visions of her dumping the full noodle on my stomach were dancing in my head. ]
Visions of her catching the passerby saying, "I wouldn't " and her comeuppance were dancing in my head.

Even the "8 foot deeep" thing was joining in.

Retrobution was at hand, and I wanted to tell her that, but I couldn't. Of course, not yet.

You see, even with Diane's shortcomings athletic wise, one thing I know that she will always do is always, always, give it her best shot, anyway.

And I was counting on it!

You know how you should catch a water balloon?

You hold your hands out in front of you, when it comes you step a little to the side and catch it and cradle it, while swinging your arms backward to prevent any impact on the balloon.

I know she's not going to do that!

I just need to get past the first round with this water bomb.

And I chose the very end of the line to give the balloon a chance to dry out more.

They started, and the first toss went easy for everyone, untill it got to us. I just need for her to catch this.

I kinda cheated. I took a step forward, almost handed this behemoth to her but the little flip I had to do almost made her lose it down her belly, but she hung on.

Everyone takes a step backward.

Now we have to start, I told her to use both hands in throwing it to me and she did a great job considering how heavy and awkward it was, I caught it, cradled it and ran backward just to make sure,,,, but it was still alive.

Down the line we lost two teams, but I didn't care, this wasn't about winning,,,,,,,it was about REVENGE!

We all took another step backward.

I took two.

On the way back down the line, we lost another couple, I didn't care, my moment of retribution was at hand.

This was it, not going to be another chance, this thing can't take another toss:


I tossed this balloon up, up, up high in the air.
Way higher than anyone in their right minds would do to a water balloon, about as high as I could throw it and still maintain accuracy in knowing that it will come down on top of Smidgy.

She looked like she was shagging pop-ups at Comiskey Park.

Shielding her eyes from the sun, and doing exactly what I hoped she'd do, holding her hands up high to catch it when it landed.

And baby, it landed all right.

This thing came down and hit her hands held high over her head like the Hindenberg exploding again.

People on both sides of her got wet too, I was delirious with joy, shouting, "OH, THE HUMANITY!" She was drenched!

Afterwards, I walked up to her, "Sorry honey, bad toss, that thing was just so hard to hold."
"But nice try though, gotta give you credit, you gave it all you had to catch it."

And she still doesn't know that I did it on purpose.

Um

Oh.

Goodnight all, hopefully there will be another chapter after this one, pray for me.

the author formerly known as nebo

 

[dvc at last !]

The " infamous " Nebo and Smidgy,
I love reading what the two of you have written. You have a way with words ! When I talk about you at home my family thinks I am crazy, too !
Looked for a smiley guy with a finger down his throat but could not
find one.
Saw you stayed at BCV we did also a few weeks ago and
enjoyed the Food and Wine Fest. It was our first time at BCV - nice resort.
Some of the days I thought the SAB was too crowded so going to the
BCV pool was more peaceful. We had a 1 bedroom overlooking the quiet pool.
Where was your room ? Loved walking into Epcot and DHS or taking the boat. Going into Epcot for the monorail to MK was a nice change from a bus.
Thanks for entertaining us. I could be doing something useful but reading the Disboards to too fun ( while eating the Halloween candy I bought for
the trick or treaters ).
The New Yawker

 

[mmeb144]

People on both sides of her got wet too, I was delirious with joy, shouting, "OH, THE HUMANITY!" She was drenched!

Afterwards, I walked up to her, "Sorry honey, bad toss, that thing was just so hard to hold."
"But nice try though, gotta give you credit, you gave it all you had to catch it."

And she still doesn't know that I did it on purpose.

Um

Oh.

Goodnight all, hopefully there will be another chapter after this one, pray for me.

the author formerly known as nebo

Good luck! She'll never figure it out.

 

[smidgy]

harrummpphh!! is all I have to say for now.I'll respond better. perhaps nonverbally... sometime... somewhere..

yeah, you BETTER be!

 

[Millie12591]

Poor Smidgy..........Poor Nebo!

 

[smidgy]

you better believe.. poor nebo!!!

If you are on "Team Nebo" ignore this.
If you are on "Team Smidgy" Pm me your ideas!!

 

[Disney Geek]

Afterwards, I walked up to her, "Sorry honey, bad toss, that thing was just so hard to hold."
"But nice try though, gotta give you credit, you gave it all you had to catch it."

And she still doesn't know that I did it on purpose.

Um

Oh.

Goodnight all, hopefully there will be another chapter after this one, pray for me.

the author formerly known as nebo

No worries Nebo, your secret is safe with me! She will never find out...

harrummpphh!! is all I have to say for now.I'll respond better. perhaps nonverbally... sometime... somewhere..

yeah, you BETTER be!

Oops, I guess she found out.... Wonder who told

you better believe.. poor nebo!!!

If you are on "Team Nebo" ignore this.
If you are on "Team Smidgy" Pm me your ideas!!

Hummmm, I think I want to be a double agent??? I will PM Smidgy ideas and then PM them to Nebo and vice versa. Oops, I guess I shouldn't actually admit to this, right?

 

[jcc0621]

Today is an absolute, nothing day.

I couldn't wait to get started. I'm really good at nothing.

(leave it alone)

But...but...but...OK FINE

Right, the next time will be in December, it will be 56 degrees in the morning, I'll be going swimming then!

As in this December?

Luckily, the solution was just about gift wrapped for me a little bit later in the day.
heh heh

This does not sound good

A woman was getting out of the pool wearing a bikini, a very tiny bikini, and, well, she shouldn't be.

Jim says there are three kinds...
-Those who can
-Those who can't
-AND...Dear God in heaven by all that is good and holy NO!

People on both sides of her got wet too, I was delirious with joy, shouting, "OH, THE HUMANITY!" She was drenched!

Ohhhhh, You are in T.R.O.U.B.L.E

 

[reelmom]

I hope you have some extra Vikes on hand. After Smidgy gets through with you, you might need them.

 

[Thumper_Man]

And she still doesn't know that I did it on purpose.

Um

Oh.

Goodnight all, hopefully there will be another chapter after this one, pray for me.

the author formerly known as nebo

RUN NEBO! RUN!. Oh wait, you can't do that very well either.

You're doomed. Good thing Smidgy will be around to finish up your report.

 

[Thumper_Man's Wife]

I hope you have some extra Vikes on hand. After Smidgy gets through with you, you might need them.

I say take the Vikes now, that way when Smidgy gets a hold of him, he won't feel anything or at least won't feel as much.

Nebo, I give you credit for keeping the secret of such a clever joke this long...I'd say enjoy the dog house, but since you have cats...Um...Enjoy the scratching post I guess.