Ever have one of those bizarro days where nothing goes the way you planned it and everyone and everything seems strange?
Well, that day was today.
(Side note: Bizarro Day continues as spell check actually accepts the word "bizarro" into the English language...)
First to backtrack... We left off with DH out catching "ladies of the night." Here's a pic of him from that night once he'd gotten home. I post this for all of you Dis'ers who might think of taking a "side job" to raise more money for your
Disney vacations. If this man pulls you over offering you little more than $20 and a Big Mac, say no.
Now my screen needs cleaned off!
(Lest you think I jest about the Big Mac, I do not. Some people have no standards.

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Moving ahead, Saturday (today) was supposed to be our big Art Fest (or as Winkers calls it "Fart Fest") /day off together. The plan was to get a good night's sleep and be out the door early to test out the new Crocs.
Now when ever you hear about an art festival you'll think of me!
Bizarro Day Moment #1:
DH should have been home around midnight. I tried my best to stay awake but was lured to sleep by Miss Botox's incredibly loud snoring. I vaguely remember hearing him come in around 4 am, but I knew for sure he was home when I reached for my Complete WDW Guide 2008 to sneak in a few quick morning pages and instead found a handgun sitting (lovingly placed, I'm sure) right on top! I will save you all from that photo op.
Was that a........"if you talk to me one more time about disney I'll................"
Since I knew he'd had a late night, I let DH sleep in and only made a few accidentally loud noises when I grew too impatient.
I'm glad I'm not the only who does that
Come to find out, 4 teens had snuck into an elementary school in DH's slum of a city and were in the process of cleaning out the school's computer lab when they tripped the silent alarm. DH and his team arrived, set up a perimeter, and caught all but one of the teens using their policing skills and one very large German Shepherd.
The 4th teen probably thought he was in the clear...he had managed to break through the perimeter and had broken into a neighborhood home to hide out until he could escape farther. To make matters worse, he'd broken into the home of one very scared and very BLIND widow. (I couldn't even imagine what she must have been thinking!) The widow was able to bravely call 911, and the final teen was captured in her closet.
Could you imagine that call to 911?:
Operator: "911, what's your emergency?"
Widow: "Someone's just broken into my house!"
Operator: "Ok ma'am, can you give us a description of this person?"
Widow:
This being a terrible city, once the parents of the teens were contacted, their reactions were nothing short of bizarro. They couldn't believe the "po-po" had used a dog on their innocent babies! They even threatened pressing charges against DH and his team.
This being the bizarro state of Florida, these teens will probably get off with nothing short of a slap on the wrist.
There's some great parenting skills in action
Bizarro Day Moment #2:
We finally make it out the door and to a nearby gas station to fuel up for the (F)Art Fest trek. While we're there, the woman next to us drives off with the gas pump STILL ATTACHED to her car. Evidently gas stations prepare for this kind of utter stupidity as the line released triggered by some emergency stop mode. Thankfully, gas didn't spew uncontrollably from the line, but unbelievably, the woman KEPT DRIVING! She had no idea the gas nozzle and half the line were still dangling from her tank. No amount of shouting from my end seemed to alert her, and she obliviously kept on driving. You gotta wonder how far she got before noticing something was amiss? Hmmmm....fellow Dis'er wrapped up in a PTR perhaps?
Ok, were you in an episode of the twilight zone?
Bizarro Day Moment #3:
DH and I stopped for Smoothies after our gas fill-up only to be pulled into this carnival-type grand opening for a bank located right next to the smoothie store. Before I knew it, I was being shoved into a money machine and given 30 seconds to gather all the bills I could catch. Well, this was one cheap machine (or I'm one slow gatherer) as I only caught 5 ones. Oh well, surprise chance at free money + $5 extra dollars to add to my Disney fund = no harm, no foul.
that's one cheap bank! At least you could buy a mickey bar with it!
Bizarro Day Moment #4:
Finally we're back in the car and approaching the (F)Art Fest. Much to my surprise, we arrive at the alleged location, and there's nothing there. Fart!

This was DH's idea, and he was the one who supposedly knew all about this fest.
dodododo dododod!
I say politely, "Where's the fest?"
DH (Mike): "I don't know. Maybe they cancelled it?"
Me: "On a sunny, beautiful day?"
DH (Mike):
Me: "Tour Guide Mike would never have made this kind of mistake. You're a terrible day-off planner!"
DH (Mike): "Who's Tour Guide Mike?"
Bizarro Day Moment #5:
Since (F)Art Fest was a no-go, we drove over to this park located on the intracoastal. It's neat because you can bring your dogs there, and it's kind of like a park/beach/fountain/pier all rolled into one. We took these pictures while we were there:
Sorry about the lens smudge! Notice the Crocs? Not too dorky?
This smudged pic makes Miss Botox look like a ghost dog!
As we were about to leave, a very large (in number) family who had rented a pavilion near the pier called us over. They made a big deal over Miss Botox and how pitiful she looked out in the sun. They invited us to share in their little party they were having which included a full-on Reggae BAND. Steel drums and all! It was like having a mini-vacation right there in the middle of our boring Saturday. Miss Botox enjoyed herself thoroughly and ate many hotdog scraps fed to her by random children. Score for free things due to an ugly dog!
NOW! As for my Crocs verdict:
1. Comfort: 4 (out of 5) stars: The little nubby things on the inside started hurting the bottoms of my feet after a while. You also don't get too much of a breeze through the Crocs like you do with regular, open-air sandals. Overall they were quite comfy.
2. Durability: 5 stars: For being made out of some plasticky substance, they stood up rather well to the workout they received today. We walked on pavement, sand, grass, rocks, and they didn't rip, become dirtied, etc. all day.
3. Fashion: 1 star: Clearly Crocs aren't fashionable, but I had to at least assign 1 star to this category due to the fact that no one openly pointed or laughed at my shoes. (That's always a plus!)
I truly apologize for the wordiness of this update. It was just one of those days... I promise not to be so off topic all of the time.
Next up: I have ADR's!!!