Sunday morning arrived with a whimper on my part; my back wants nothing to do with the everyday activities that make up a typical Disney Vacation morning. Plus, this is supposed to be a kind of busy day today.
Hollywood Studios, early lunch at Mama Melrose, back to the resort for a while, then go back for the Osbourne Lights and Emh.
What I can't believe is it's already been a week since we checked in, boy, time flies in the Frozen Tundra.
With Diane's help I got dressed and soon enough we were on our way to the bus stop with a hearty Slim Jim breakfast in hand.
One thing that in a way is comforting to see hasn't changed though,,,,,,,the Harley Boys at back at it power washing again.
If I was management I wouldn't worry about the dirt so much as erosion from the power washing.
That's one thing I like so much about the quiet pools at CBR, most of those poools are under some kinds of papaya or mango trees that drop these huge bombs all around the pool deck, they don't even try to power wash those decks, or really bother with them much at all except to dump out the towel returns. If you're ever going to find a gator in a pool at Disney, the Aruba pool would be my guess.
Just don't try to take the noodle away from him.
So far our gator count at Disney is holding at 3, one little one below the castle in MK, a small one below the Dawa Bar in AK and a 5 footer or so in Lago Dorado at Coronado.
One thing I don't have with me this morning is the camera, didn't think of it until we were almost at the bus stop and decided the heck with it, won't really need it until tonight anyway.
It's not like we're going to run into any old friends or anything like that, right?
We barely took our seats on the bus when Connie and Randy walked up to us. He had spotted us first in line and had to convince Connie it was us.
We had run into Randy back in April at Animal Kingdom, in the smoking area behind the Dawa Bar, but his wife Connie was across the park at the time so he took a picture of him and I together.
Connie just walked up and started talking, about finally getting to meet the famous Smidgy, Randy's sister was also with them and we all walked into the park together, but only up till the rope drop, then we had our different agendas to adhere to.
I was afraid of ToT and Arrowsmith with my back so we were the Toy Story side crowd while Randy couldn't wait to throw up on somebody so they went the other way.
During the "brisk" walk to Toy Story Diane left me in the dust as she was going for fastpasses, my job was to get in line and kind of hang around the back. It was nuts, you don't want to fall down in this group, but I held my own, mostly, and had to keep letting more people go ahead of me waiting for Smidgy.
Isn't that a book? "Waiting for Smidgy"?
Diane won again on Toy Story,,,,as usuall I had her up unitill the last screen, then she blows me away. Our scores are pretty bad though, about 95 thous for me and 115 for her.
From here we had a smoke by the Brown Derby, then rode The Ok Movie Ride.
But this time, Diane asked the girl if we can get in the cars that have the Cowboy take over the train instead of the gangster, and the cast member had us stand on the side for a bit.
I would say, that out of the last ten times we've ridden this we have gotten the gangster every single time. I didn't think they still had a cowboy come from out of that scene anymore but apparently I was mistaken. Diane got her cowboy.
From here we headed on down Sunset Blvd. to the DSA by ToT, just to kill a little time until we can get seats for Beauty and the Beast. THis smoking area is a bit out of the way, and you have to climb up halfway to the Hollywood Hotel to get to it.
And it's shady here, too shady, at least for a day like this.
Only one shaft of sunlight was making it's way threw the trees on this walkway, just one shaft of light, and warmth.
Randy's sister was standing in it.
Wow, so this is what it's like to be on the other side of the sunbeam!
As we talked Randy and Connie joined us again, he just couldn't get enough of Rock n' Roller Coaster but again, we had to split up to catch the next Beauty and the Beast show, not sure where they are going.
After the evil Gaston was defeated again we had just enough time to knock off the Muppets before our lunch seating.
Well, "knock off" in a figurative sense, wouldn't actually kill a Kermit or Sam Eagle.
Miss Piggy? Maybe.
Had time for a half a smoke afterwards, then they were seating us at Mama's.
This was when I noticed something else concerning how Disney runs things: they don't change their protocol for anything.
Even though it's only in the fifties outside, all the shops and restaurants have their doors wide open, I guess to make it look more friendly and inviting.
It also makes for cold restaurants.
We were lucky, we were around the corner from the wide open door but it was still pretty chilly in there.
For my lunch I ordered the chicken parmisagna over spaghetti, with COFFEE as my beverage of choice.
The meal was ok I guess, not much better though than the one you can get at the Port Orleans food court.
Diane was going to get the shrimp pipette, but she swears she changed her mind and ordered the pork chop with bread pudding. No, the bread pudding wasn't a dessert, it's just a fancy way of saying stuffing.
According to her, she loved the pork chop, no love for the stuffing. And don't bother looking, the pork chop isn't on the All Ears menu.
WHich now brings us to the dessert.
We both just refreshed our memories by viewing the menus again and all I can say is:

We both think we got the chocolate truffles, whatever that is. I guess whatever it was it sure wasn't too memorable. I prefer Prime Time the best at the Studios.
After lunch we ran into Connie and Randy one more time, again by a smoking area they were just leaving. He said they were going to stick it out all day, I needed to rest my back a while and with that we never saw them again on this trip.
I still blame Free Dining for making you such a slave to your schedules.
That was a shame cuz they seem like nice folks that we wouldn't mind spending time with.
In the room again we just lied around for a couple hours, then before it was time to go back I went outside for a smoke. In the meantime Smidgy went and got ice.
Remember that broken ice machine?
Smidgy pointed it out to a housecleaner and asked her why it's taking so long to fix.
The housecleaner looked at the out of order sign, ripped it off and pushed the button for the ice....
it worked like a charm. The sign was somebody's idea of a joke, not an "official out of order " Disney sign.
In other words, it ain't broken unless Disney says it is!
But how clever on somebody's part: they never had to worry about ice machine being empty when they needed it.
And, Boy, how trained we all are when it comes to doing what signs tell us to do.
When she came back with the ice she made us both a drink, seeing I wasn't by the smoking area, she found me in one of the few remaining patches of sunlight out behind the Rubik's Cube towards the parking lot.
We then moved back towords the staircase to be closer to the room, which has now got the latch flipped across to keep the door from totally closing and locking us out.
Around the corner, Smidgy heard someone talking, sounding like it was coming from right in front of our room.
Hmm, could be resort thieves, I told her she ought to check it out.
WHAT? Hey, I still had half a smoke left!
Turns out to be a guy in a real cute outfit with the lettering SECURITY across the back. He was calling in an unlatched room door, ours. Then when Smidgy told him it's our room he started yelling at her for leaving it open like that,,, I ducked back around the corner, no sense in both of us getting yelled at.
When it seemed he was just about done, I walked up having finished my smoke.
"Hi, something wrong here?"
Security guy gave me a Reader's Digest version,,,well he tried to. I interupted him with,,,,"Honey, you left the door unlocked?" "You know we should never, ever leave it unlocked like that."
"It's ok officer, all taken care of, won't happen again."
He left.
Heh, Heh, Heh,
heh,
heh
I was about to laugh, but it appears I was the only one left there doing that.
This gives me a chance to try out a word I don't believe I have ever used before in a report but always wanted to , not even really sure the exact meaning, but here goes:
Smidgy was non-plussed.
She really didn't see the humor, and didn't appreciate how "cocky" I was acting. From this point on this day is referred to as Cocky Sunday, this was just a warm up.
This also falls into the categorie of what I prefer to call, "making my own entertainment."
I'm sorry, if I can find it anywhere, I will take it. It is supposed to be a possible sunburnt afternoon here today in the frozen tundra. Do you realize it's not even winter? That's 3 weeks away yet, this is autumn in sub tropic Florida, can't get too cold, right?
We made fuzzy cup drinks to go, with a couple of little bottles to replenish them with.
The bus ride from Pop to DHS is so quick you barely have time to make a dent in the fuzzy cup but we aren't planning on going on any rides right away so it didn't matter. We had times it just about perfectly, Diane really wanted to see the start of when they turn on the Osbourne lights and after a smoke we ambled on over there to the Streets of America.
This area was filling up fast, we weren't the only ones but we have to actual official time that they turn them on so we just stood at the end of the street by a couple of young cast members.
You could tell they both had the cream of the crop jobs tonight, just stand there and make sure everything goes ok.
Diane saw them and asked one of them how much longer till they turn them on.
His response was "Not till Dusk."
And that was when the Cliff Claven came out of me, I couldn't help it and besides, these two guys aren't really doing anything but keeping an eye on the crowd.
I said, "Excuse me, but the beginning of dusk was ten minutes ago. "
Hey, if he's gonna be that vague, I can be that annoying.
"How do you know that? " , the taller guy asked me.
"Because the official sunset time was ten minutes ago, given at the Orlando airport, and "dusk" is the time after sunset and before it gets totally dark out."
"Oh really?" he wisely interjected.
"Yes, depending on the time of year and your location,it constantly changes, dusk can actually last for hours,,,,,, during the summer solstice up in Alaska, dusk can actually lead right into "dawn". "Dawn being the time of day before the official "sunrise", but when you still can see the sky start to get lighter. "
I could tell I was rubbing this kid the wrong way.
Heck, I was rubbing me the wrong way. Didn't care.
Good!
He turned to me, "Ok, so what's the difference between "dusk" and "twilight"?"
With that, Smidgy's head swung back towards me, remember she's still not pleased with me,,,, and her face now has that,,,,"Yeah, go ahead, answer that cocky guy!" yeah, that pretty much summed up the look on her face.
Can someone be non-minused?
Anyway,,,,,,,,
You want to talk pressure?
This was "In your Face!" pressure,
and any delay would be deadly.
You have to understand, this is my reputation at stake here, and remember,,,,, you are only as good as your last snarky comment, fame is fleeting.
I looked him dead in the eye:
(yoohoo, anytime you're ready mr. inspiration)
"Ah grasshopper, the answer is simple, for there is no difference."
(buying time, buying time)
They both looked at each other in confusion, then, back at me.
"No, for you see there is no difference, both of the franchises sucked with brutal acting,,,,and both are about vampires. "
They looked at each other again with a blank look, then the shorter guy laughed, "Oh, I get it, From Dusk till Dawn, loved those movies with George Clooney."
Smidgy and the assasin guy both dropped their heads a bit.
Then the taller guy gave it one more shot, as soon as he started talking Smidgy's eyes perked up in desperate hope:
"Ok wise guy, at what time will "dusk",,,,,, or "twilight", officially end tonight?"
Diane glanced at me, then turned away, no hope left in her eyes, she knew better.
"Oh, that question is simple, it ends when the Osbourne Lights are turned on."
In a perfect world, oh heck, a perfect trip report world, the lights at that precise moment would have burst on, but no such luck, we still had to stand there for another five minutes. Making small talk,,,,,, and yes, I was a good boy.
Finally, "Good evening everybody and welcome to the Osbourne Family's Spectacle of Lights."
And with that they threw the switch.