A Mickey Dollar for your thoughts?
Ok, how bout you give me a Mickey buck for my thoughts.
Or would anybody really want to hear the thoughts of a self-confessed madman?
But views change, your thoughts are never written in stone, nor should they be. Experience, repetition, and just plain getting wiser can change many things you thought before, and now are against.
Example: At first we pretty much loved the Value resorts, now, maybe not so much. I have now explored each one of them extensively, and yes, the All Stars are pretty much the same. Near the end of our trip, we were in Home Run, building 9 at Sports, with a room right over the pool.
It was terrific, including a bigger ROUND table, a 27 inch Tv and a real type dresser. Seemed like a really classy room. Then we got switched for the very last night to TOUCHDOWN section. It was back to the little square table, little dresser with the little Tv on top, just like we had at Music and Movies.
Another thing, when we got to Movies, they put us in 101 Damnations. It turned out to be 1001 cheerleaders!
THis turned out to be a real nightmare! Everytime we even went near a pool, teenage girls were everywhere in little skimpy bikini's.
Disgusting!
So disgusting I had to take a few pictures of them just to prove it to friends and family.
(For copies, send 5.95 in a self addressed manilla envelope and I will mail them to you)
Of course, they were all 18.
I know, I asked.
Actually, they were very well behaved, not a problem at all.
Then:
When we got to Sports, the young girls softball teams moved in.
This was not as well behaved a group, and neither were the parents.
They literally would take over an entire pool, day or night, and move all the tables to one side, including all the loungers. It did give me a new perspective on the soccer trips we used to have to take 15 years ago when we would do the same thing.
To all the folks that were at the Holiday Inn in Peoria, Il. back in June of '94, I apologize.
Oh shoot, Rhonda is now probably doing the math, and going to tell me that it was only 14 years ago. By the way my dear, when you leave at 2:30 in the morning, you are done with Indiana before anybody even wakes up. And anybody who believes the mileage that mapquest gives you also believes they will reopen Wonders of Life for their next trip.
Where was I?
Isn't that just like a woman to interrupt you?
No, if we have to do a Value, from now on it will be Pop if we have any choice in the matter.
By the way, that new digital camera I got for Christamas? Diane just hates it. I ended up taking over 200 pictures, have it editted down to 143, but each time you shoot, there are so many different ways to set the thing up, and I had to try all of them.
For each shot.
Our first night there, we made a couple of drinks and went out to explore the Casitas from our third floor.
A half hour later we turned the corner from our room!
"Wait, Wait, I have to try it on "Fireworks" setting!
Casitas are still the bomb. The basket of fries at the main pool are still the bomb too. My wife for putting up with me; another bomb.
Me? I'm still the bum.
Here's another thought.
The time you go is incredibly important, all depending on the type of people you are.
With my hand on the bible, I can confidently say: THERE are NO down times at Disney anymore.
Early december? NOT
Early february? NOT
From our experience, the slowest time we have been there is IMMEDIATELY after Labor Day, like, 2 hours later.
Our trips in early dec and early feb, even when choosing non Early Entry parks, or EMH parks, resulted in every day a 50 minute wait for Soarin! and Expedition Everest. With that being said, I still think early May is the best time to go. The flowers and concerts at Epcot make it worthwile for me.
Something else I noticed recently. In december and february, almost no lizards running around. I saw one at CS, one at a rental community, and one at the motel in Kissimmee, never saw a single one at the All Stars.
This may sound trivial to you, but I remember it being a major highlight to my kids when we were there in June, long ago.
Ok, ok, I like lizards (anoles) too.
Let's see, oh, ok, a stupid thought. Here's a "rope drop" plan we did one morning at MK, a bit out of the ordinary, but worked out really great. \
At droppage, go immediately to Buzz, and let Diane kick your ***.
That's "donkey" for the imaginately impaired.
Then, you have Diane run and get fastpasses for Space Mountain, while you have a quick smoke.
Next, you DO the Tomorrowland Speedway, yes, you read that correctly, and just sit back and enjoy the trip. You get right on, and I found it to be very relaxing, almost enjoyable, especially watching Diane, the great Buzz/Nebo killer, try to keep the car straight!
You can still walk right on to Pooh, Snow White, , go to Haunted Mansion, no wait, grab a fastpass for BTMR, ride Splash, have another smoke, the ride BTMR. It worked out really well. Then you grab another fastpass if you want to try Btmr at night. It's called the "stocking of fastpasses" for the evening ruse. We have left the park at eleven in the morning, armed with 3 fastpasses apiece for when we come back at night.
Hmm, anymore thoughts?
OH!
Yes, one more.
And this one is a little hard, umcomfortable for me to talk about.
Maybe I shouldn't.
Yeah, the more I think about it, I don't think I will.
Just too weird a subject.
NEVER MIND
Well, maybe,,,
What the Heck!
It's like this:
My keen powers of observation are always in effect, anytime, anywhere.
(Yeah, right)
And there is something I have noticed, at the parks, at the resorts.
Something that there is just WAY too much of, way too much.
No, I'm not talking about foreigners, nope, not that.
I'm also not talking about love bugs, we didn't see a one this trip, must be the time of year.
Speaking of love bugs....(crap, here he goes again), Did you ever really look at them? They fly around together, the male desperately attatched to her, but she won't stop, and even though they are at the resorts, he can't get her to stop long enough to check in!
So he has to try and procreate out in public, he has no choice.
Look at his face next time, he is not a happy camper. NOT!
Plus, by now he has surely heard, that if they happen to land on a certain person's leg there is an excellent chance that they will be "Whapped" into the promised land by an Uncle John's Bathroom Reader.
So, understand and pity the poor male lovebug, and tell the female that it's ok to have to take a "parking lot view", it's only for one night.
Anyway,,,,
Geesh!
The one thing, the one thing that there are way too many of at DisneyWorld.
FEET!
Yes, you read that right, feet.
Not just any feet.
NAKED feet.
I have nothing against feet, I even have a pair myself and they serve a very useful purpose.
Shoes are very hard to fit on just ankles, and they help keep you legs from just fraying away.
But what happened to the days when everybody wore sneakers?
I'm sorry, feet are the most ridiculous body part I can think of.
Well, body part I can mention here.
Believe me, go into the pool next time you are there. Then walk back to your lounge chair, and on the way, look at the "stamp" your foot has now left on the cement.
Then, look down at the top of your foot.
Trust me, you'll see what I mean. Your foot doesn't look anything like the footprint that is sitting, right out there for all to see in the cement, like whatever it was that made that print.
Like, you know?
And another thing.
Even worse, yes worse, than an abundance of naked feet at Disney, there is something else that dwarfs feet in numbers, something way more insidious, disgusting, ridiculous and absurd looking.
Toes!
Every single foot has five of them. (sometimes six is you hang around the people we do).
Feet are bad enough, but to have these living things connected to them, shudder!
I can usually tolerate most female feet, but what is it with guys nowadays?
PLEASE! Dump the sandals, go back to the Nikes!
Ok, I've ranted enough, I'm done.
Everyone, thanks for reading, thanks for posting, thanks for socks, see you all soon, hugs, neb
Just watch yourself if you ever play Bingo...those old ladies are vicious
hope you get your dream jobs and dream home real soon.
than TRY to drive 70 mph in Indiana traffic??????? 
and you all say I'M the obsessed one in the family!!! 
's....everywhere I say. And I say it's the male who won't let go. The poor female is mentally making out the grocery list wondering when it's gonna be over. But I agree....they really should get a room. 
Can you guess what I found under the truck floormat, driver's side? 
