GUESS WHO'S COMING TO FREE DINNER, or, Feeding Nebo,,,,completed

[SamanthaL]

Thank goodness it was nothing too serious!! Looks like you may need to cut back on the gravy on Turkey Day though. Maybe even substitute the bird for some Tofurky maybe? I hear it tastes like chicken.

That view is awesome!!! Nice pics!

 

[Backstage_Gal]

Woohoo, Nebo, you carried on. Lovely pics, too!!
You carry a pic of Pop around with you???????

Hope you do get around to another installment. You are a very funny guy.

 

[nebo]

Monymony,,,,,,and Lexmelinda, yeah, nothing says "Hello!" like that twinge in the lower back.
Samanthal Tofurkey? What in the heck is that. No, don't want to know. Sounds like a city by Istanbul.
And BackstageGal, yes, I really do carry it with me, it's better than any pictures that can possibly be taken at All Star Sports.

Here's the plan, Stan.

We are going to Hoop de doo, took the five O'clock appointment.
Appointment? Sounds like a dental thing. Anyway, after we get out from there, we'll decide if we want to blow an admission day on extra magic hours at Magic Kingdom.
We left it up in the air.
Cuz we were up in the air.
And sometimes it take a bunch out of you.

Only problem is, we're late.
And this amazes me to no end.
It was the two hundred yard suitcase relay that did it.
Now, Diane, is never late. Never. We had to be at the airport 2 hours before takeoff. And she wasn't really happy with that. She had read the email from the airline that said you need to be there 3 hours before your flight.
This was right after the scare in England.
I kept saying, " Hey, it's England, they don't even speak our language there.
Didn't matter, we still got there with over two hours to kill. But I knew we were in trouble this afternoon. It's a double Disney transportation swap, a bus to MK, and a ferry to Fory Wilderness.
You never know, you know?

As we rounded the turn, Yep!, there goes the MK bus.
So we Waaaaaaaaiiiiiiiit. As more people start showing up, we get in line.
Finally, the MK bus shows up, Yay!! Now, here's probably where I get to sound like an insensitive Jerk. I don't mean to, and I'm not, but I know it's going to come out that way.

A group walked up just as the bus pulled up, with a teenager in a wheel chair. Right after that, a smaller group came up with a middle aged,,,,,,, about forty, woman in a wheelchair. Ok, time to start punching Nebo, but my first thoughts were, " Oh boy, this is going to take forever."
And then the entertainment started.

You see, using my medical expertise as a machinist, I knew that the young girl had something seriously wrong with her. And the laughing, joking, middle aged woman, was just too big to walk a park. Any park. South Park. But she shot her ecv right in front of the girl's. Now, you have to back these up onto the ramp, to the small platform, then wait for it to be lifted onto the bus.
As she was trying to maneuver the thing into place, a third ecv pulls up. Yes, my eyes almost popped outta my head. It was a little old lady, with probably her grandaughter walking beside. And I could see her watching the whole thing with interest.

The woman that shot in front of the girl, could not get that thing to back up straight, and was laughing and talking to her friends the whole time we all just waited. And I was starting to wonder, with the three ecv groups, if we would even now get on the bus. After about five tries, the woman got off the thing, and they pushed it on. Then she walked up and sat back down in it.
The whole time I'm looking at granny, who is just shaking her head in disgust. Then the whole thing was repeated for the girl, but she very carefully backed it up, and got it right the first time.

Now, it's grannies turn. She shot to the ramp, pulled a uuehy, slammed it into reverse, and was on that platform faster than I could have walked to it.
I stared at her as she was going up.
She winked at me.

Right then, another bus pulls up, and most of us got on that one. We left before the first one was finished.

I"m looking at my watch.
We're doomed.

Off the bus, and walking as briskly as I am daring to right now, being very careful where I step, bacause it can end up in the back. Down to the ferry launch,,, and it's not in sight.
It's five to five, dinner in five minutes. As we are waiting for the boat to come back, I know the second bus has arrived.
Because her comes granny, flying down the pier in her ecv.
Ah, now I know what the look of disgust was for.
Funny thing was , there was another group standing next to us, also late for Hoop, and they almost shrieked when granny pulled up in the racechair.
I said , "Don't worry about her, she'll be on in a heartbeat." And she was.
We got off first, and about 8 of us were just about running to Pioneer Hall.
Suddenly, Diane pushes me aside a bit, just before granny goes flying by.
It was great!

I had wanted to explore Fort W. a bit, but there wasn't any time. I kept trying to read my watch as we ran up there, but my eyes kept bouncing.
Yes, eyes can bounce.
We ran up the stairs, and a cast member just pointed. I was immediately blind once inside, so wifey grabbed my hand, and led me to the table. I sat down in an empty chair, and hoped that when my eyes adjusted, I'd see Diane sitting across from me.
And not some french tourists.
Be right back.

 

[nebo]

I have no idea why I just went to the trouble to log onto P. bucket for this one lousy pic, but it took 15 minutes to upload and you're going to see it by golly.

When we got seated, there was nothing going on, on the stage. So I don't think we really missed anything yet. But everybody around us was chowing down.
We each ordered a beer.
He brought us a pitcher.
Then he brought us a Basket of bread.
Then he brought us a huge bowl of baked beans.
A big bowl of ribs.
a bowl of corn on the cob, half pieces.
Then, a fifty gallon drum of chicken.

This chicken that the pieces came from, had to be from 3 Mile Island. Or Chernobyl. That big. Diane said "Would you stop yelling Birdzilla?" I had one breast, one leg, one and a half ribs, some beans, bread, and two pieces of corn.
I was done.

Now, about the show. We had done our research, and all signs said it was better than the leua. luau. lieua. Crap, none of these look right.
Lewow.
There.
But, honestly, I wasn't all that impressed. Especially if I had to pay a hundred bucks a couple to see it.
Yeah, sometimes you build something up too much in your head.

Oh, picture. geesh. just to show that we were there.

The table we were lead to, was right in front of the stage, over on the left side. Great seats, and a table for two, so it wasn't like we were passing bowls around to strangers, which I was afraid might be the case.
The food, everything from the bread to the chicken, was excellent, I wished I could have eaten more. Then, during the show, all these waiters and waitresses come out on stage carrying desert pies I think it was, and then go out into the tables and drop them off. And you know what? I can't remember what kind it was. I was too full, didn't have any.

After the show, we were one of the first out, and hightailed it down to the dock. My back is holding up so far. We get down to the dock, and it looks like a boat is ready to leave. Diane runs ahead, " wait! hold it. " And amazingly, he does. There are only a few folks on board, and she tells him there are a bunch coming right behind us.
I was just standing to the side, looking out for granny.
Now, this captain was a peach.
Not like the Ferry Nazi.

I'm going to digress here. Cue the flashback clouds, fade out, and fade back in again.

Yes, The Ferry Nazi is what we lovingly referred to a "captain" at the evil Uni studios last year.

It happened like this.

We were at Citywalk one evening, and went to take the ferry back to Royal Pacific, where we were staying.
On the way to the dock, we went down the first flight of stairs that lead down. We ended up standing right next to the queue line, that is roped off, and all the people that were just now getting on the boat. Now, we know there is an official queue line, but when you see boat, you run.
And that is why we stood there and waited till everyone in line got on.
Bear with me, this is hard to describe.

The roped off queue line ends about 4 feet from the edge of the dock, so no problem walking past the post all of 3 feet to the boat"s half-door.
We were standing right next to it.

After everyone was on, I moved forward.
The captain was standing there.

"I'm sorry folks, you have to use the queue.
Diane said, " There isn't any queue, everyone's on board."
" Sorry ma'am, you must use the queue."
" I just said, there isn't any queue, a queue is a line, and there all on boar,,,,
" You must use the queue."
He was like Barney Fife. Even looked like him a bit. I thought he might take that bullet out of his shirt pocket and say, " Don't make me use this."
So I said, " he's right honey, we are dastardly tourists, do what he says."

So we walk back up the stairs
To the promenade
That leads to the stairs
That descends to the queue

That lived in the house that Jack built.

sorry

I couldn't believe he waited, and kept everybody on board waiting.
We just shook our heads when he gave us that " now, don't you feel better doing the right thing look."
I just couldn't believe the ludicrosity of the whole situation.

When we took our seats, I expected some folks to be severly annoyed with us. I looked up, and this woman and her daughter across from us were making the "shame, shame" sign with there fingers.
But with big grins on there faces.
We both properly did the downcast, shovel lip, not to dissapoint.
Yeah, if they had pixie dust down the road from Disney, I think half the time it would turn to mud.

So we are back on the boat, headed back to MK, and still deciding whether to EMH it or not.

You guys, all have a safe Thanksgiving, we'll be back soon, hugs, steve and diane

 

[tiggerbell]

When we got seated, there was nothing going on, on the stage. So I don't think we really missed anything yet. But everybody around us was chowing down.
We each ordered a beer.
He brought us a pitcher.
Then he brought us a Basket of bread.
Then he brought us a huge bowl of baked beans.
A big bowl of ribs.
a bowl of corn on the cob, half pieces.
Then, a fifty gallon drum of chicken.

Well, if memory serves, you did miss part of the show - I distinctly remember the food being brought out during a song - guy scared the bejesus out of me slamming the chicken pail onto the table! (The girls and I were in the upper deck - on the shelf, I believe they call it - in May, 2004. When you sit on the shelf, your back is to your table during the performances, so a metal bucket being bashed into a wooden table behind you is kinda startling! I took my own actual girls, no Ashley in sight... ah, the good old days... taking BOTH your kids to WDW and coming home to find your husband's moved out... oops, sorry, I've never written THAT trip report, did I?)

Then, during the show, all these waiters and waitresses come out on stage carrying desert pies I think it was, and then go out into the tables and drop them off. And you know what? I can't remember what kind it was. I was too full, didn't have any.

Forgot dessert??? Maybe this will help -

STRAW...


BERRY...


STRAWBERRY...


SHORTCAKE...

 

[lexmelinda]

Just hilarious, Steve! How do you do it? Just what I needed on this boring Thanksgiving night in the house of ill. Everybody says Hoop De Doo is great but it always sounded a little Hee-Hawish to me? Is that an accurate assessment? I suppose the all you can drink beer would make it a little more palatable. Hope you and Diane are having a fabulous Chernobyl sized Birdzilla at the Nebo family lewow tonight! Happy Thanksgiving!

 

[Backstage_Gal]

"I'm sorry folks, you have to use the queue.
Diane said, " There isn't any queue, everyone's on board."
" Sorry ma'am, you must use the queue."
" I just said, there isn't any queue, a queue is a line, and there all on boar,,,,
" You must use the queue."
He was like Barney Fife. Even looked like him a bit. I thought he might take that bullet out of his shirt pocket and say, " Don't make me use this."
So I said, " he's right honey, we are dastardly tourists, do what he says."

So we walk back up the stairs
To the promenade
That leads to the stairs
That descends to the queue

That lived in the house that Jack built.

Gotta follow the rules, baby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Failure to follow SOP might result in instant termination..........

 

[mom2of2]

Hi Nebo! I was just perusing the TR's and stumbled across what seemed like a cool title and started reading.

Awesome TR so far! enjoying it very much


oh! and you can just call me "2" in your shout outs!!



can someone shake the fish bag?

 

[nebo]

2, put the baggy down, step away slowly and put your hands behind your head. Glad you joined our deranged little group here though.

Melinda, no, I am not that funny. what part of " manhattans' don't you understand?

Marita? you are correct. I don't always get along with rules.

Unless I'm the one that makes them, then they are strictly enforced.

And tiggerbell, I'm really sorry. I can't think of a worse time than that to find that out.
You did wake up a couple of brain cells though.
Yes, it was strawberry shortcake,,,,, and now I remember why I didn't try dessert. If I did I would have been scratching harder than a sheepdog at a flea convention. so, there you have it.

I was driving home on thursday from the Big City, and had one thought going through me head.

Why turkey?
Why couldn't our founding fathers have been into lobster instead?
I'd much rather carve up an 18 pound butterball lobster, wouldn't you agree?
In four hours, it's my bday. Yep, turning the decrepit age of 52.
I think.
But you wanna guess what I have eaten on my birthday, pretty much since I was born? Go Ahead, bet you can't guess. Birthday's tomorrow, but she has to work tonight. Tomorrow's sunday, not a partying day. So, I guess it's you, me, and the manhattans.

Boy, this could get ugly.

When we last left our 'agonists, they were still on the boat, headed back to MK.
And still deciding what to do.
You know that thing they have on cable,,, " Dinner and a movie?",,, well, with me that usually translates to " dinner and a pillow."
I can overcome, at times,,,,,like a good karaoke party,,,, HELLO? HELLO? , where'd everyone go?
Anyway, I kept looking at the sky, and as dusk set in, so did the ugly clouds. We got off the boat and paused at the entrance to MK. This was the only night on our trip that evening EMH hours were in effect.
I pictured Big Thunder, shut down, Splash shut down, Jungle Cruise, ,,,, Swiss family treehouse,,,,, ok, gettin carried away, but most of all, I pictured standing there in the rain to see Wishes.
I say we skip it, we still have two more days planned for here, we'll just skip the emh. She agrees, and we head on back to Pop.
By the time we get back it's dark, and just starting to drizzle.
Back in the room, we finish unpacking, but we don't really feel done yet.
Normally, every time we come down here, we stay at a different place.
Only not this time. I'll be honest, that feeling of shock and awe wasn't there at check-in this time. Probably because we just checked out a few months ago. Our routine normally is to make a couple of drinks, and walk the resort on check-in night. But since we had done that in may, now I suggested we go down to the bridge, and watch Illuminations.

Didn't turn out to be the best idea. Our Hot Sex got diluted from rain, ,,,,,,,,it's a drink, honest. Geesh. And while the fireworks can ealily be seen from Epcot, they are at thebeginning of the show, and at the end of the show.
In the meantime, you feel pretty stupid standing there in the rain, trying to picture what is going on in your head.
Back up to the room, and we call it a night.



Sun shining, birds chirping, crickets, cricking,
I am prepared.
I slip out of the room like a ghost. No one sees me, ,,, not do they want to.
I have a mission this morning.
To reconnoiter 2 lounge chairs at the computer pool.
I have studied the layout, I am at the computer pool in a heartbeat.
You see, I always accomplish my mission.
It's what I do.
My name is Steve.
I'm a tourist.

In my business, unexpected angles should always be expected. Today was no different.
The whole pool, and most lawn chairs, are still in shade.
I try to gage from where the sun, the shadows,,,,, and the family of screaming kids that aren't there yet are going to come from.

Nobody said this job is easy.

So I choose a lawnchair next to a garbage can.
And I sit in it.

From tha,,,,,,,,,,, Holy crap! I didn't sit in the garbage can, I meant the lawn chair. I'm not sure, but I think I might have finally just dangled a participle. Knew it would happen sooner or later.

Shoot, I lost the mood. Ok, ignore that last outburst. resume.

As I settled into my surveillance mode, I also considered the entire case, and how it affected me today. It is to spend time at the pool, then head over to MGM, and finish the night with Fantasmic.

I sat. And I watched.
The sun was just hitting my lawnchair. Like I knew it would.
Life is good.

Then I saw her. The long brown hair gave it away.
The way she walked. And legs. Legs that reached all the way down to the ground.
The way all eyes were on her.
The way she tripped on the dandlelion.

Of all the pools in all of Disneyworld, she has to walk into mine.

"Hey sailor, this seat taken?"
This could be the middle of a beautiful relationship.

After we exchanged pleasantries, ( I learned we had the same kids,), we settled back in, and waited for the sun to take our chairs over.
Only it never happened.
You see, while I was running to the food court for a coffee refill, I didn't notice that in the meantime, a cast member had put up the umbrella at the table next to us. So as we are now sitting there, my chair gets sun and then hers is in total darkness, from the umbrella shadow.
I notice it. I see it.
I say nothing.

I'm comfortable.
She, however, eventually notices the sweat running off my body, and says, Steve? What's wrong with this picture?
From the bright sunshine, me, to the 3 feet away in pitch black darkness, I only answer, " Did somebody say something?" It's nothing honey, just a temporary eclipse.

She scooted forward, and we sat in bliss for almost an hour. Then she wanted another cup of TEA! Yes, tell me. How does a coffee drinker end up with a tea drinker?
Twice?

Well, it seemed silly to walk all the way to the food court and back again, so we relocated to the Hippy Dippy pool, that is right next to our room. She got her tea, and we talked again about where we are eating.
This is a major subject on this trip. Talking about where we are eating.
You see we took up two full service credits last night, so today is a NON full service day. Going to eat at MGM, a counter service, then, back at the food court.

While we are talking, I here a lot of kids suddenly start yelling in the pool.
I hear Diane say, Oh, brother.
It had something to do with the "official opening of the pool", by the cast members.
I look at my watch, 10: 51. Ah, of course. That is always the official opening time. But the yelling, and the yelling game that ensued, were to be a bane of my existence for the rest of the trip. If you don't know what I'm talking about, I guess you're going to have to rejoin us soon, hopefully, tomorrow, night kids

 

[LadyMar]

"Legs that reached all the way down to the ground"!

 

[lexmelinda]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, STEVE!!!

Surprise!!!

 

[mom2of2]

 

[jluvsdis]

Happy birthday Nebo!

I tried to put 52 candles on the cake, darn thing wouldn't let me.

Jill

 

[Backstage_Gal]

Then I saw her. The long brown hair gave it away.
The way she walked. And legs. Legs that reached all the way down to the ground.
The way all eyes were on her.
The way she tripped on the dandlelion.

Of all the pools in all of Disneyworld, she has to walk into mine.

"Hey sailor, this seat taken?"
This could be the middle of a beautiful relationship.

After we exchanged pleasantries, ( I learned we had the same kids,)

Nebo, you are HILARIOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[tiggerbell]

Fishy!!!

 

[tiki23]

Ya! Another Nebo trip report!

My "older" DH and I just got back from the World with the 3 teens and reading your trip report makes me jealous that our next trip isn't for a whole year!

I'm imagining myself sitting out by the pool - in the sun - 'cause it's snowing here. Brrrrr!

Thanks for sharing.

 

[nebo]

Man, you guys are terrific.
I really appreciated all the birthday mentions.
And I have no idea how any of you did that. I'm lucky if i can stick a "moped" on the end of my post. But something now seems different, everything hurts. Can eyelashes hurt? But I will carry on with these withered old bones, try to ignore the arthritus in the fingers, and hope the Depends doesn't run out. Thanks again, all of you. steve, brb.

 

[nebo]

And, able to leap small children in a single bound. Look! Up in the Tower, it's a bird, it's a plane, it's NEBOMAN!

I know, I know. What the HECK was that all about? You're just gonna have to bear with me.

I thought at this time, I'd give you a couple photos of who your dealing with. Unfortunately, we didn't take many pics on this trip. Nothing compared to what we used to. How many pics can you take of the castle, or Spaceship Earth? And to get us both in the picture, it requires a third party.
Last time a gave the Canon to a third party he was last seen running and laughing hysterically with it out of Fantasmic.

So, ya get's ta see a picture of wifey, taken on last trip I believe in may.

And now, one from may, those of you that read the first report, sorry, it's really all I got, the camera holder doesn't end up in many photos. So close your eyes and scroll past it.

By the way, I'm the one on the left.

Is that the sound of the "aol" door slamming I'm hearing as everyone signs off?

Life can be funny.
Bad backs, not so.
And a Disneyworld trip should be computed and executed with every detail, and eventuality, covered. The computations, and logarithms aside, not to mention trig involved in planning a trip, can bring even a professor to his knees.
That's why even Einstein gave up planning his Wilderness Lodge trip and worked on the atomic bomb instead.
You see, are not going to MK last night had a ripple affect on the rest of the trip.
Even though we are going there on two more days, we have to now stay later for Wishes. Which means a possible ADR change. Which then means a counter service change. Which can mean a possible " park" day change, and on and on.

You've heard of the Butterfly Effect?
This turned into the " Bald Eagle" Effect.

After talking things over, we went right from plan A, to plan Q.
I was going to say plan R, but Q is funnier.
Honest. Really. Don't believe me? Watch.

Plan R ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, See? Nothing.
Plan Q ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,Mbwahaaahhaahha!!!!!!!!!! heh, heh,
See?

(note to self, no more vicodin before writing trip reports.)

Anyway, we head back up to the room from the pool, change for MGM, and within a half hour, we walk out.
On the way to the elevator, she asks me;
"What do you think? It going to rain tonight?"
Now, normally, I can answer this question. With authority. The reason being that a few years ago, I had an accident at work and kinda had my foot crushed. Five operations later that even included a bone graft take from my hip, I AM NOW, the owner of ...............
"THE INCREDIBLE AMAZING WEATHER FOOT!"
"Another fine K-tell product."
"Never venture out of the house again without knowing what the weather will be. You are always prepared."
"Plus!"
" You can hang it from your belt!"

" But wait!!" "There's more!"

"We will throw in free, at no extra charge, the lower back Sciatic Nerve Damage kit."
But what they failed to tell you, is that when you run the Sciatic Nerve Damage kit on full power with 4 brand new "D" batteries, it can shoot painful electical impulses down your leg.

Therefore, nullifying, " THE INCREDIBLE AMAZING WEATHER FOOT!"

Wow! I am exclamation pointed out.

So, when Diane asked me if it's going to rain, I looked at my foot,,, and I had no idea. All it was saying was, Hey! could use a couple of vikes about now.
And my back was saying,,, " NO NO, ME FIRST!"
I went back in, swallowed two and told them they have to share.

Be right back, going to post this before I do something stupid and make it go away.

 

[nebo]

Hey, I just found out we turned a new page here, and now I see Tiki23 is back with us. If I remember right, you was the last one to post on the first trippy. Hey, I"m old, sentimentality runs deep. And then she says that she just got back from a trip with 3 TEENAGERS? Oh the inhumanity!! Who do you think you are, Jamie?
Did I just type "you was"? How did I get in Arkansas right now?

So, we are on are way to the bus stop. And, amazingly, an MGM bus pulls up. As we quicken our steps, suddenly an ECV goes flying past.

Yep

It's granny.
And heads right to the MGM stop.
It appears that everything in her "plan A," is also ours.
Whatever she does, we do.
And now I'm worried.
I'm praying that she doesn't have a lower G. I. planned for later in the week.

She sees me, looks like she recognizes me from the night before and gives me that wink again, followed by a "come hither" look as she shoots backward up the bus ramp.
I just nod my head towards my wife, granny shakes her head as in, too bad.

We get to MGM, head immediately over to Rockin Roller Coaster. This is a me only ride, Diane doesn't do upside down things. I guess she is more intelligent than me. Shhh, don't tell her I said that. But she does walk me through it. Yes, I'm fine for the preshow, but once you move down, I'm lost. Stevie Wonder could have beat me to the front of the line. I can't go from sunshine to dark,,,, it takes me about twenty minutes for my eyes to adjust.
Ok, I really debated going on this ride, with my back being screwy, but, remember those painkillers I took right before we left? They were kicking in by now. My back said " Do what you gotta do, you never listen to me anyway." It's not near as jerky as Space Mountain, plus they jam that overhead shoulder harness down so hard that you can't go anywhere anyhow.

I met Diane at the exit, and we headed over to Tower Of Terror.
On the way there, I started thinking,,,,,, uh oh, look out! I had read that there are 5 Aerosmith songs that you can catch on that ride, just a luck of the draw which one you will get. I have now ridden that ride at least 6 times, one time last year, I heard a song that I didn't know. The other 5 times it has ALWAYS been " Sweet Emotion." And I always wanted to know if "Walk this Way" was in the rotation. Reason being, there is a pretty suggestive "potty" line in that song, and I just couldn't picture it makeing the Disney cut.

Well, I still dunt know. If any of youse guys know, please, share with me.

At Twilight Zone, once again Diane walked me through it. Bless her heart.
She makes a great guide dog.
And I was out of kibbles.

I tried doing this on my own last year and it was a disaster.
I went from being the 3rd person in line, to not getting off the ride for twenty minutes. Once the tv and Rod turned off, 1400 people that can see in the dark stormed past me as I was floundering around.

Well, I"m sorry, but that ridiculous title will have to cary over to the next installment, this took longer than I expected and I have bills to ignore, and cats to kick, thanks again everyone

 

[lexmelinda]

I just love it when you have a new installment up...and usually a double header. Enjoyable and hilarious as usual. Thanks for the pictures. Who's the guy in the photo? Really? Sorry about your sciatic nerve problem, Steve. My husband has that too. Already had a disk in his neck done and enjoyed it so much that now he's moved to the lower disks...which cause the sciatic nerve issues. Those happy pills do work wonders and he did ride RnR, too. And how convenient to have the Incredible Amazing Weather Foot! If we head up to Chicago, I'll call for a weather report.