Hucifer does the solo thing sort of. Alone and going home, 9/21

[Beana9802]

It wasn't a RAIN poncho. Dork.


Seriously, does it seem like I'm having a conversation with myself? Or are all of you believing that Loubon really is here in spirit, channeling his thoughts through me like a medium? Just call me the Loubon Whisperer.

um, I was thinking the same thing...thanks for clearing that up...

And as for Louby Wouby...I think he's there...although if he wasn't, it'd still be darn entertaining!

 

[PrincessV]

And anyway, who doesn’t want to be part of a winning team?

Um, well... um... My office is enjoying a full day of team building and personality exploring next week; I'm taking the day off and going to WDW.

I guess the point of that whole three paragraphs was to point out how hilarious it is that, in the middle of summer, I can change my reservations botta bing botta boom, but my sister cannot squeeze in one reservation for September. Or maybe it’s just funny to me.

Nah, I'm laughing in the aisles over here!

But he's talking transportation like it was porn.

Sorry, I'm just enjoying the idea of transportation porn... ahem, carry on.

That’s exactly who I felt like all week: Lane Meyer. Clearly out of my element. And clearly surrounded by a bunch of nutballs who were into this stuff. And NOT Disney.

Does some kid still want his $2?

Sadly I work in IT. I know several who would go to a convention at the World and never set foot anywhere on property outside of the convention center.

The more I hear about Life in IT from you GB, the more I think it shares a lot of similarities with my own Life in Government.

 

[Peter Panic Attack]

If you bothered to read the trip report, you would have seen that the paragraph started with "When I greet Jakie at her room..."

You don’t expect me to let a few facts get in the way of making a marginally entertaining comment do you.....Shirley

Urinating in my chair is funny to you?

No….almost urinating in your chair is funny to me. The other thing would be wrong….much like taking pictures in a public restroom.

Alright Peter...we've waited long enough. Are you EVER going to start posting your trip report? Or should I give up on The Most Anticipated Trip Report Of The Year?

Well?? I know I came pretty late to the party on PPA's last TR, but I would so totally jump right on the new TR wagon! Whaddaya say Pete??

I don’t know…..head to head against a Hucifer TR sounds like a suicide mission to me. I'm better when expectations are low.....borderline non-existent would be nice.

 

[mmorrison]

Your boy is absolutely adorable. Your trip and story has absolutely left me in stitches! You are a fabulous writer!!!

I hope you survive the Arctic temperatures for the rest of the week.

 

[hucifer]

Gotta love Tommy Boy!!

BAH! I KNEW I heard that quote before. Thanks, Connie.

Well, my friends and family would be shocked to hear this but apparently, YES, I do need sarcasm lessons. Who'd have thought it? Maybe I'm better at dishing it out.

You're not the only one. My ex-boyfriend used to tell me that he would hold up his index finger any time he was being sarcastic so that I would know.

It does seem like you're having a conversation with yourself but it's witty and entertaining and even SARCASTIC and thus, I'm all for it.

As long as my readers are entertained, I'm all for it.

Your last excuse for not posting is that no one was interested. Well, we've obviously disproven that one, so how about getting those photos uploaded and moving on to the next installment?

Yes ma'am!

And as for Louby Wouby...I think he's there...although if he wasn't, it'd still be darn entertaining!

Oh, he's here, alright. In fact...
[looks around]
...he might be here right NOW, watching us.

[shudder]

Um, well... um... My office is enjoying a full day of team building and personality exploring next week; I'm taking the day off and going to WDW.

The devil on your shoulder won, aye?

Nah, I'm laughing in the aisles over here!

Yes, let's all laugh at the joke that is Free Dining.

Sorry, I'm just enjoying the idea of transportation porn... ahem, carry on.

So...you're one of them?

Does some kid still want his $2?

He was tapping on the window right next to me. You know, no one else seemed to notice him but me.

The more I hear about Life in IT from you GB, the more I think it shares a lot of similarities with my own Life in Government.

I'm in the Government too. Which branch are you in? I'm a civilian for the Department of the Army at the Tank & Automotive Command.

You don’t expect me to let a few facts get in the way of making a marginally entertaining comment do you.....Shirley

You need to work with the material you've been given, mister. None of this making-it-up-as-you-go crap.

No….almost urinating in your chair is funny to me. The other thing would be wrong….much like taking pictures in a public restroom.

Even if said bathroom was devoid of any people?

I don’t know…..head to head against a Hucifer TR sounds like a suicide mission to me. I'm better when expectations are low.....borderline non-existent would be nice.

Is this your way of saying we shouldn't expect a TR out of you?

I am NOT happy.

Your boy is absolutely adorable. Your trip and story has absolutely left me in stitches! You are a fabulous writer!!!

I hope you survive the Arctic temperatures for the rest of the week.

Hey! Welcome!

Thanks so much for the compliments. Patrick is going to be a real heart breaker when he gets older, I just know it.

And yes...we got blasted with snow...yuck. I'm no fan of winter.

 

[Peter Panic Attack]

Even if said bathroom was devoid of any people?

allegedly

Is this your way of saying we shouldn't expect a TR out of you?

I am NOT happy.

Fine....I'll write a dang trip report. Now put away your angry eyes.

 

[hucifer]

Fine....I'll write a dang trip report. Now put away your angry eyes.

Angry eyes are GONE! Packed away until I need them again.



Oh goodie oh goodie oh goodie oh goodie


(I am SO holding you to this.)

 

[hucifer]

We were back to team assignments again but we’re stuck in the same group from this morning. We file into the next room to put our briefings together. When it was time to vote, I ushered everyone to lean in. I said, “If we all put in each color evenly, it increases our odds of winning.” Everyone thought it was a good idea, and alternately dropped different color marbles in the jar so that no group got significantly more than another.

I was so proud of my scheme that I mentioned it to Jakie when we got back to class. She scoffed and dismissed me with a wave of the hand. “Our team has been doing that since yesterday,” she said.

By now you’re probably thinking, “Geez, Hucifer. I’ve heard enough of this truck class. Are you SURE you did a solo thing in Disney World? Cuz this report is already 14 pages of nonsense. You’ve barely even hit a park, let alone by yourself. Is this just a sick ploy to get us to read about your boring class adventures?”

Well fear not, faithful reader. You’ve stuck with me this far and I assure you that you will be richly rewarded for your loyalty. After all, this trip report isn’t titled Slight Of Hand: How To Trick People Into Reading Your Non-Disney Prose, or When I Say ‘Solo’ Trip, I Mean I Slept Alone. This class will be over by tomorrow, and only a half-day at that. So let’s press on…

Our plans for this evening…no wait, Jakie had nothing to do with the plans…in fact, she gave me a funny look when she realized I created a schedule, didn’t she? Oh, but by now she must be realizing the error of her judgment. She must be seeing how wise and organized I was to create said schedule. She must be silently thanking and praising me and my wisdom. And she must be looking back in remorse for the way she ridiculed me. Oh, and she will pay for that. She will pay dearly. She…

[Clears throat]

Ahem. Anyway, as I was saying…my plans for this evening were for Jakie and I to meet up with Tim, Marie, and Mitchell for dinner at Boma, Home of Chef Tjetjep, Home of The Most Incredible Vegetarian Meal On The Planet. In case you forgot, it was this dinner. Yeah, THAT one. So, considering where we were eating tonight, I was one excited Hucifer.

Reservations were at 7pm. For the record, we did NOT get lost to the resort. I simply followed Animal Kingdom signs and kept driving. So stick that holier-than-thou attitude up your orifice.

Anyway, I suggested to Jakie that we head to the Lodge early so that she would have a few minutes to walk around and see the resort. I remember the first time Dan and I came here for dinner…we were all over the resort, running from viewing area to viewing area and soaking it all in. I remember being disappointed that I didn’t have enough time before dinner to really explore the nooks and absorb the atmosphere. So I suggested that we do that: Walk inside and admire the Lodge’s beauty. Step outside and observe the animals in a natural environment. Come back inside, sit back, take in the ambience, the details, the theme, and really drink it all in like a giant glass of African sweetness.

Apparently Jakie and I appreciate different beverages. Two and a half minutes after scanning the resort, we’re sitting on a lobby couch, sans admiration or drinking.

So this is me: Ooh, look at that tall ceiling! What’s that object over there? Priceless ancient African art? What kind of animal is that? What is it eating? Look how beautiful this woodwork is. Ah, the attention to details is just incredible. I love the music in here, it really adds to the ambience.

And this must have been Jakie: Hmm...big lobby. And there’s a TV over there showing Disney cartoons…like kids aren’t inundated enough with this crap. Yes, Wendy, I see the animals. Big deal. Can we go back inside now? It’s dreadfully hot out here. Where can we sit down? Why did we come early again? And when do we eat?

We have like twenty-five minutes until Tim and the gang arrive, so instead of any ambience absorbing, we’re whistling to ourselves and drumming our fingers on the African décor, admiring the face of our watches every five minutes or so while we wait for our guests. I really have to remind myself that not everyone is into Disney like I am. Although I really want to shake her and scream that this is the bomb, and she better start appreciating it or else she’ll be disappointed in life.

A family of four plop down on a couch right next to us. Their two boys got antsy after a minute and scamper off to explore the lobby. Hmm…looks like they're excited about the place. Shortly thereafter, the boys return. “Mom! Can we go see the animals?” they ask.

“No, go watch TV,” the mom says.

Let me recapture what just happened.

[Sound of tape getting rewound]

Boys: “Mom! Can we go observe the animals in their natural habitat and educate ourselves on their dietary requirements, sleeping arrangements, child-rearing habits, and situational responses and thereby acquiring a lifelong appreciation for wildlife conservation?”
Mom: “No! Go feed your brain with cartoons instead.”

I imagine this is how dinner is at their house:

Boys: “Mom! Can you pass the broccoli and asparagus with lentils?”
Mom: “No! Eat your French fries. Do you need a soda refill?”

And this is how Christmas morning goes:

Boys: “Oh boy! I sure hope this present is the chemistry set or Encyclopedia Britannica I asked Santa for.”
Mom: “Santa thought you were smart enough. He sent you a PlayStation instead.”

Or maybe it’s just me. [Shrugs]

Right on time, Tim, Marie, and Mitchell arrive. This was my first time meeting Mitchell, so I could only guess that the short person standing next to them was him. Since Jakie and I were sitting in the front area of the lobby, I assumed that we would be easily seen as soon as they walked in. Yeah, yeah, that’s what I get for assuming. I also assumed that Jakie would be impressed with the resort, didn’t I? They’re standing at the doorway and looking around the room. Their eyes glaze right past us and keep scanning. I’m all, dude we’re right HERE…see me flapping my arms like wings while hopping on the balls of my feet while whooping and hollering? But they don’t see us. Or choose not to. So Jakie and I walk toward them.

Funny thing was, even as we approach them they seem to look right through us. Or maybe they ignored us, I’m not sure. But as I walk up, they’re scratching their heads and turn to look in the exact opposite direction. Mitchell watches us approach, but since he doesn’t know who we are, he says nothing. I walk right up between Tim and Marie and thrust my arm between their shoulders, pointing in the direction they were already looking. “I think they’re over there,” I said.

They turn around. Both give us a big smile like they didn’t already see us. The Observant Duo introduce us to Mitchell, who apparently now is their seeing eye for the remainder of the trip since he’s the most observant of the lot. I lead them downstairs to Boma, a first for everyone except me. Now, Mitchell and the Blind Couple come to Disney World practically every year, so they’re no strangers to the parks. But they’re not the thrill eaters like Dan and I are, so they haven’t eaten their way around the World like we have. It’s rather bizarre to me, to hear that others don’t get all jazzed up about food. Then again, I don’t get all jazzed up about booze. Heresy, I know. It all sort of evens out, I guess.

We are seated and our waiter asks us if we have any questions. Here was my chance. No fiddling around with silly buffet food, I was going right for the kill this time.

“I just want you to know that I’m vegetarian.” That is, I’m ready for whatever Chef Tjetjep is cooking tonight.

“Do you eat fish?”

“No.” Chef Tjetjep doesn’t cater to pescatarians.

“Ah yes! We have plenty of choices for vegetarians. That station over there contains lots of veggie—”

“Yeah, yeah. I know…I’m VEGETARIAN.” Clearly you didn’t hear me the first time.

“Right. As I was saying, you can find vegan and vegetarian sides and entrees at the stations located—”

“Alright, I’ll just cut to the chase since you’re clearly not picking up what I’m putting down. Is Chef Tjetjep working tonight?”

“Chef TJ? Gosh, no. He hasn’t worked at Boma for a year now.”

“WHAT? ARE YOU KIDDING? NOBODY TOLD ME THAT!!! Okay, I’m calm. Can the other chefs make that incredible dish that he used to make, with all the – you know – all the…stuff?”

The waiter laughed at me. “No, that was Chef TJ’s own signature dish. No one else here knows how to make that.”

“Anyone here know how to handle a deep fryer and some Oreos?”

“There are zebra domes in the dessert station.”

So it was a bust for Hucifer. And it was marching orders to the buffet lines for me. Not that I’m complaining but…okay, I’m complaining. I’ve been looking forward to having that meal for a few years now. And that dream has been busted, along with the dream of owning a Mickey balloon. Next thing you know, truck class will be cancelled.

Not that I didn’t have a delicious meal. I’m telling you, Boma knows how to treat us vega-materians. And double bonus: everyone else really enjoyed their meal. And good thing too, because it was me who recommended the place. Of course, my recommendation was mostly based on that amazing dinner Chef Tjetjep made. So many moons ago…

Sigh.

Despite my almost-truth that I don’t eat fish (I normally don’t eat it, but occasionally do cheat with an seafood entrée now and then), I did scoop up a bit of the delicious-looking salmon that was sitting there. It was my reward for having such a culinary letdown.

During dinner, the waiter stops by to check our drinks. As he was gathering up the glasses, his eyes fell upon the half-eaten fish on my plate. I saw him stare at it for a few seconds. His eyes squinted, and the lines in his mouth went down, as if he was calling me a liar without saying a word. I felt a trickle of sweat roll down my back. He never looked at me, but continued to gather up the glasses with that frown. I must admit, that moment was a little awkward.

I guess it’s a good thing it was a buffet, and that he didn’t touch our plates until we were done with them…otherwise he probably would have spat on my fish in the kitchen. I’ll teach YOU to lie about eating fish…

Although I really didn’t lie-lie about the fish. After all, it’s not a lie if you believe it.

Dinner gang, before the culinary letdown. Jakie and Yours Truly on the left. Mitchell and the Dynamic Duo on the right.​

Dinner with the Dynamic Duo and their son was quite lovely. They were great company that evening. But I gotta be honest…those free after-hours Epcot tickets (thank you, Joe the Light Saber Man!) were burning a hole in our purses. After awhile, they sensed our urgency (okay, my urgency…I think Jakie was ready to hit the pillow by then), and they encouraged us to use our tickets. So we bid them adieu and scampered off to my favorite park.


Coming up: Part 3. In memory of Dan

 

[Normangirls]

Next thing you know, truck class will be cancelled.

Now that's heresy. I'm enjoying it quite a bit, but I didn't have to sit through it.

 

[Sneezie]

Aww man! I was looking forward to those deep fried Oreos! Did you ask whether or not Chef TJ move to another restaurant inside of Disney World?

I was planning on lying and saying I was vegetarian to try the meal that you had too! You made it sound so good.

 

[hucifer]

Now that's heresy. I'm enjoying it quite a bit, but I didn't have to sit through it.

I'm so happy to see you over here! And no, you have no idea the torture that Jakie and I endured that week. Especially me.

Aww man! I was looking forward to those deep fried Oreos! Did you ask whether or not Chef TJ move to another restaurant inside of Disney World?

I was planning on lying and saying I was vegetarian to try the meal that you had too! You made it sound so good.

You and me both. I was SO BUMMED that I wasn't treated like the goddess that I am.

I think Chef TJ did go to another WDW restaurant, but I don't know which one, unfortunately. But fear not, for I'm about to hit a culinary high during my solo days...and no, it isn't at the Marrakesh.

 

[Connie96]

Okay. First of all...

Fine....I'll write a dang trip report. Now put away your angry eyes.

Remember kids... you heard it here first!

Can't wait, PPA!

So this is me: Ooh, look at that tall ceiling! What’s that object over there? Priceless ancient African art? What kind of animal is that? What is it eating? Look how beautiful this woodwork is. Ah, the attention to details is just incredible. I love the music in here, it really adds to the ambience.

And this must have been Jakie: Hmm...big lobby. And there’s a TV over there showing Disney cartoons…like kids aren’t inundated enough with this crap. Yes, Wendy, I see the animals. Big deal. Can we go back inside now? It’s dreadfully hot out here. Where can we sit down? Why did we come early again? And when do we eat?

I really have to remind myself that not everyone is into Disney like I am. Although I really want to shake her and scream that this is the bomb, and she better start appreciating it or else she’ll be disappointed in life.

I'm sorry, but anyone who doesn't stand in a slack-jawwed stupor upon walking into the awesomeness of the AKL lobby... There is just no hope for a person like that. And I don't think you'd even have to be "into" Disney. It's just frickin' amazing!

A family of four plop down on a couch right next to us. Their two boys got antsy after a minute and scamper off to explore the lobby. Hmm…looks like they're excited about the place. Shortly thereafter, the boys return. “Mom! Can we go see the animals?” they ask.

“No, go watch TV,” the mom says.

I got nothin'.

Parents who bring their kids to WDW can't be all bad, right? But, seriously!

Their eyes glaze right past us and keep scanning. I’m all, dude we’re right HERE…see me flapping my arms like wings while hopping on the balls of my feet while whooping and hollering? But they don’t see us.

In their defense, I might not recognize my own mother when entering the awe-inspiring AKL lobby.

It’s rather bizarre to me, to hear that others don’t get all jazzed up about food.

I'm right there with ya, sister.

“Chef TJ? Gosh, no. He hasn’t worked at Boma for a year now.”

Ouch. That one hurt. I remember the raves from your previous TR.

Not that I didn’t have a delicious meal. I’m telling you, Boma knows how to treat us vega-materians. And double bonus: everyone else really enjoyed their meal. And good thing too, because it was me who recommended the place. Of course, my recommendation was mostly based on that amazing dinner Chef Tjetjep made. So many moons ago…

Sigh.

I REALLY enjoyed Boma when we stayed at AKL several years ago. I do look forward to dining there again. But, even my DH is one of THOSE people who don't really get into food. Especially NEW food. He tends to pick from the kids' buffet... chicken nuggets and mac & cheese. So, I don't get NEW food as often as I would like. But, I think I'll have to insist on a visit to Boma during our next trip to the world. Whenever that may be.

Dinner with the Dynamic Duo and their son was quite lovely. They were great company that evening. But I gotta be honest…those free after-hours Epcot tickets (thank you, Joe the Light Saber Man!) were burning a hole in our purses. After awhile, they sensed our urgency (okay, my urgency…I think Jakie was ready to hit the pillow by then), and they encouraged us to use our tickets. So we bid them adieu and scampered off to my favorite park.

Sounds like a great evening. Gotta love free Epcot tickets!!

Coming up: Part 3. In memory of Dan

 

[onelilspark]

Do you know that Chef TJ is at 'Ohana now? Fear not, he hasn't left WDW totally!

Oh, and my "Non-Disney-loving" BF and I grabbed breakfast on our last trip at the Mara...he totally fell in love with AKL and wants to stay there. So there is hope!

 

[mmeb144]

OK, you ate at Boma, another place I have yet to eat, and then what happened... (please please please tell us about EPCOT).

 

[GreatBiscuit]

Sorry to hear Boma did not turn out quite like you expected it to. Nice recovery though. The stealth fish consumption had me cracking up. Don't feel too bad about the Disney Magic details being lost on others. I was going gaga over all the different resort details on our trip as well, but was not able to quite pull the others up to my level of infatuation. At least I would have been that way if I was the type of guy who gaga's. Which I'm not. Not that there's anything wrong with that. I'm just saying I have a acute sense of appreciation for well engineered construction and architecture. Yeah, that sounds about right. Anywho, can't wait to hear about the evening at Epcot.

 

[PrincessV]

I'm in the Government too. Which branch are you in?

Municipal - county. All the drama, none of the funding. And catch this... I do PR. I've seriously GOT to get back into corporate or move up to the Fed before I go loony!

Fine....I'll write a dang trip report.

Yay - I didn't get in on your last one, but hear its praises being sung all over the DIS!

By now you’re probably thinking, “Geez, Hucifer. I’ve heard enough of this truck class. Are you SURE you did a solo thing in Disney World? Cuz this report is already 14 pages of nonsense. You’ve barely even hit a park, let alone by yourself. Is this just a sick ploy to get us to read about your boring class adventures?”

I hate to admit it, but I'm rather enjoying Truck Talk. In fact, will you let me know if you see it scheduled again? With all the budget cuts happening in my neck of the woods, I'm gonna need a new skill set or two.

After all, this trip report isn’t titled Slight Of Hand: How To Trick People Into Reading Your Non-Disney Prose...

For the record, I'd totally read that!

Boma, Home of Chef Tjetjep, Home of The Most Incredible Vegetarian Meal On The Planet.

Ooo, I remember, I remember!

“Santa thought you were smart enough. He sent you a PlayStation instead.”

Or maybe it’s just me. [Shrugs]

Nope, it's not just you.

The waiter laughed at me. “No, that was Chef TJ’s own signature dish. No one else here knows how to make that.”

“Anyone here know how to handle a deep fryer and some Oreos?”

“There are zebra domes in the dessert station.”

Nooooo!

 

[NMAmy]

After all, this trip report isn’t titled Slight Of Hand: How To Trick People Into Reading Your Non-Disney Prose, or When I Say ‘Solo’ Trip, I Mean I Slept Alone.

I would totally read both those trip reports.

And this is how Christmas morning goes:

Boys: “Oh boy! I sure hope this present is the chemistry set or Encyclopedia Britannica I asked Santa for.”
Mom: “Santa thought you were smart enough. He sent you a PlayStation instead.”

Oh, look. Sarcasm! I'm getting better at this.

I’m all, dude we’re right HERE…see me flapping my arms like wings while hopping on the balls of my feet while whooping and hollering?

Were you wearing your poncho? Because that would really add to the birdlike picture I'm getting here.

Funny thing was, even as we approach them they seem to look right through us. Or maybe they ignored us, I’m not sure. But as I walk up, they’re scratching their heads and turn to look in the exact opposite direction.

I have to admit something here. I do this at the airport every stinking time I'm meeting my dd there. You know, the child that I've known for 19 years, the one I gave birth to, the one that looks remarkably JUST like me so if I'd forgotten her appearance I'd only have to look in a mirror and subtract 27 years?? We always precede our joyous reunions with her waving her hand in front of my face saying, "HELLO??? Mommy, it's me!! WHY do you do this??"

“Yeah, yeah. I know…I’m VEGETARIAN.” Clearly you didn’t hear me the first time.

Obviously, your waiter does not understand the secret code.

“Chef TJ? Gosh, no. He hasn’t worked at Boma for a year now.”

Oh, no! I hate when you get to a restaurant and they've taken what you're craving off the menu or your special chef is gone.

As he was gathering up the glasses, his eyes fell upon the half-eaten fish on my plate.

Uh oh. Busted. If you're going to lie about being a fish eater, then you should make sure to eat all the evidence. Including the salmon skin. Or at least hide the skin in your pocket or something to dispose of later.

 

[Peter Panic Attack]

I was so proud of my scheme that I mentioned it to Jakie when we got back to class. She scoffed and dismissed me with a wave of the hand. “Our team has been doing that since yesterday,” she said.

Not only does she have a cool name……she’s also a full 24 hours smarter than you.

We have like twenty-five minutes until Tim and the gang arrive, so instead of any ambience absorbing, we’re whistling to ourselves and drumming our fingers on the African décor,

So...I guess you didn't notice the clearly marked “please don’t drum on the African décor” signs.

Funny thing was, even as we approach them they seem to look right through us. Or maybe they ignored us, I’m not sure. But as I walk up, they’re scratching their heads and turn to look in the exact opposite direction.

Wait....I think I saw this in the movie “Ghost”. Were you guys recently deceased by any chance? This is so frustrating....if only Whoopie Goldberg had been eating at Boma that night.

Apparently Jakie and I appreciate different beverages.

To be fair……African sweetness is an acquired taste.

The waiter laughed at me. “No, that was Chef TJ’s own signature dish. No one else here knows how to make that.”

For rude….it’s not like you just lied to his face or something....thereby shattering the ever-so-fragile customer/waiter circle of trust.

 

[foxyroxy40]

I love your report I think your related to my hubby's family they love their food and they would knock over anyone that gets in their way when it come's to their foodI almost peed my pants when you talked about knocking stuff out of the way to get to the lunch buffett my hubby is kung-fu panda that's how he'd have to get trained for anything is with food him and his twin brother look like that panda poe looking forward to reading the rest

 

[Cap'n Keel]

>So I'm back to daydreaming about the Captain …

Ah ain't that sweet ... I hadn't realized <blush>

Well, if yer gon'na be thinkin bout the Cap'n yer gon'na have ta drop this excessive food thing. I can understand drinkin and the like, but food? You're going to have to work out to the Buns of Steel video a 1000 times if yer not careful.

Now GET OUT of the dining rooms lady, get yer keyster to the parks, and lets read some DISNEY adventures you keep promising us! <Pssst> BTW, I think Boma's is my favorite buffet in WDW. But who CARES! Parks - you - story -now!

Sometimes we Capn's just got'ta put our foot down.