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You are too funny!
I read all the update only. Following along now. Can't wait for more!

My first reaction? People just suck sometimes. My second reaction? Maybe that CM-style nametag of yours causes more trouble than it's worth?I get ready and head out the door. I walk down to the main building. I open the door but pause before going inside. Two women are several feet behind me and are walking into the building too. Despite the Missing-My-Family-Blues tune Ive got ringing through my head, Im still feeling pretty Disney-esque at the moment. So I stand outside and hold the door open so that they can enter ahead of me. Im all, Top of the muffin to you! and they pass by me, walk through the door and keep walking. Right on past. No nod, no recognition, no You are the nicest and prettiest woman EVER. Nothing.
Hucifer, I really think you need to take a good, hard look at your portrait:Across the aisle is a little boy of about seven, sitting with his mom. Hes staring at me like hes never seen the likes of me before. I look down at my nameplate and wonder if thats why Ive got his undivided attention. I look back up and hes still staring at me. I smile at him. He doesnt smile back. What? Why are you staring at me? Spinach in my teeth? Are my unmentionables showing? Perhaps you expecting me to suddenly jump out of my seat, cross my eyes, and shout Booga wooga wooga wooga! while flapping my arms like a dodo bird?
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My unspoiled view of the Photopass lady. Who refused to offer to take my picture. Because I'm solo, apparently.
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Just another average Disney park morning, where you see castmembers out, whistling a Disney tune and pulling their toy dogs to the restrooms.
You got it, sista. This next one is for you.
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Just another average Disney park morning, where you see castmembers out, whistling a Disney tune and pulling their toy dogs to the restrooms.
Aw!The first thing I think when I awake this morning (besides I cant believe they ditched my Mickey wakeup for this crap) is: I sure miss my family.
I believe we'd all have enjoyed that option.Perhaps you expecting me to suddenly jump out of my seat, cross my eyes, and shout Booga wooga wooga wooga! while flapping my arms like a dodo bird?
What on earth is a breakfast lasagna?!The food (including the Breakfast Lasagna) did not disappoint.
I paid for my meal with two Mickey balloons and left the building.
Ooo, that's just eerie... we watched "Men in Black" this weekend. And. "Miami" came up in my iPod's shuffle this morning. What could it all mean?!Coming up: Part 2. How to work Will Smith into your trip report
So we board our boat and sit back to experience the new Mexican ride.
Lets just say that, for as lame as the old ride may have been, this one royally sucked the big one. Actually and dont tell anyone I told you this I sort of um liked the old Mexican ride. Maybe it has something to do with it borrowing footage from If You Had Wings. Anyway, I used to like this ride until it got hijacked. Those three caballeros are obnoxious and ubiquitous. They took a sweet little boat ride about Mexico and turned it into a shrill and abhorrent mess. The new characters add nothing but a disjointed and disorderly storyline (if you want to call it that) to the once-quaint trip through pseudo-Mexico. In other words, I hate the addition. And Im not alone. All three of the men agree that this attraction reeked. In fact, it is so awful that Mitchell even broke his personal Code of Silence to tell me this: Its your fault that we had a bad time. You know, since it was my suggestion and all.
Coming up: Part 2. How to work Will Smith into your trip report
(Wow Estherhead, that's an impressive defense of the Mexico ride. Do you have a rebuttal on this Hucifer?)
Ooh..diehard vegan...that is so not me. Vegans don't consume dairy, and they certainly don't eat fish! I'm a vegetarian that cheats with seafood once in a while.Hmmm, is a diehard vegan such as yourself even allowed to use the word ROAST???
Yeah, yeah, I got your silly joke. That was as witty of a response as I could muster.Okay, since I am out of practice in this HTR tantric dance of reparte' (due to your recently ended lengthy absence) I am not sure if you are serious, so I will probably make the obvious faux pas by explaining but you asked about "riding Dumbo" and I wasn't sure if you meant the one at MK, or the one performing the proverbial "jumping up and down on the bed."
He started it! Well, no wait. I started it. But it's his fault that he has zero sense of humor.Well he does NOW!!!!
Wait, are you saying you USED to only read the updates, and now you read the rest of the replies? Or are you just sticking with the updates?You are too funny!I read all the update only. Following along now. Can't wait for more!
What a total perv! You should have received a free meal AND a hand/paw-written apology for molesting you."Never berate a bear"...that's some good wisdom, there, hucifer. During my May trip, Pooh accidentally knocked my shirt (and bra!) strap off my shoulder, and I totally gave him a hard time about that. Do you think I'll be in trouble, next time I run into him? Should I send him a card, or something?
I think you nailed it. They might have thought it was my job. The jerks.My first reaction? People just suck sometimes. My second reaction? Maybe that CM-style nametag of yours causes more trouble than it's worth?
I am riveting. People stare at me because I am so riveting.Hucifer, I really think you need to take a good, hard look at your portrait and repeat to yourself, Stuart Smalley-style: I am riveting. People stare at me because I am so riveting. Etc.
And if you think I'm actually going to ASK for one, well think again. If I have to beg, then I don't want your stupid picture.Seriously, WHAT IS UP WITH THIS? I call solo-traveler discrimination! I didn't have a single Photopass offer to take a pic of me, either. Harumph.
No, it was one of those pull-string toys. It was truly bizarre. And yes, it was a stupid question.OK, maybe this is a stupid question, but...is that a real dog?
Ooh, Crystal Palace makes the yummiest breakfasts! And the Breakfast Lasagna is worth the price of two Mickey balloons.You have totally made me lust after a CP breakfast reservation. And I don't typically like buffets (because, you know, I enjoy being a stereotypical lady...). Sadly, I have no available mornings on my upcoming trip. And even if I could, there are no available reservations. Again I say: harumph.
I hope you liked it.
woot woot! thank you! =)
Good point! I can't even say that about Patrick.At least it looks like the toy dog was potty trained.![]()
It certainly would have added a certain je ne sais quoi to my report, that's for sure.I believe we'd all have enjoyed that option.![]()
What on earth is a breakfast lasagna?!![]()
That Will Smith is ubiquitous and incredibly scrumptious.Ooo, that's just eerie... we watched "Men in Black" this weekend. And. "Miami" came up in my iPod's shuffle this morning. What could it all mean?!
Whew! That was so much reading that I thought my head was going to explode. Thanks for the background and stuff. But...sorry. Still hatin' on the ride. I miss the old Mexico ride like a bad John Waite song.I have to defend this ride as it is a true reflection of Walt himself. In the Nazi era FDR was trying to get USA propaganda into all the Americas to try and bond them together so the other countries in this hemisphere weren't persuaded to join the bad Axis people (clearly I'm over simplifying this.) And FDR asked Hollywood for help. Walt Disney volunteered himself and his studio to help.
That is were we get this tourism film with the caballeros.
Whenever I ride this ride in Mexico I am transported to the Mexico of the 1940's when Walt Disney and his friends enjoyed being good will American ambassadors there as well as to my own childhood trips to Mexico in the 80's. I love it and feel there probably isn't another ride at Disney as authentically Walt except for Carousel of Progress which I also thoroughly enjoy.
Here is a summary from Amazon:
As a Disney oddity, they don't get much odder than Three Caballeros. Donald Duck receives a birthday package from South America, and the film proceeds to unravel like some peyote-induced hallucination. It starts out reminiscent of other Disney films, where shorts are cobbled together, such as "Make Mine Music" or "Fun and Fancy Free." The film has vignettes such as "The Cold-Blooded Penguin" and "The Flying Guachito." After them it careens straight into part-travelogue, part-stream-of-consciousness animation. Not helping out much are Donald's "friends," Joe Carioca (a parrot) and Panchito (a rooster). They spend most of the rest of the film watching Donald chase skirt. That's right, Donald Duck is a wolf in this movie, and he chases every live-action señorita who bustles across the screen. Although some will say otherwise, Caballeros is for die-hard Disney, Donald, or psychedelia fans only. --Keith Simanton
Review for "Saludos Amigos"
The first of two features Walt Disney made at the behest of the Office of Inter-American Affairs, Saludos Amigos consists of four cartoons linked by live-action travel footage. The very funny "Lake Titicaca" finds Donald Duck high in the Bolivian Andes, struggling with a recalcitrant llama. "Pedro," the story of a little airplane replacing his father on a mail run across the Andes, is a variation on "The Little Engine That Could." "El Gaucho Goofy" continues the popular "How To" cartoon series that juxtaposes a deadpan narration with increasing physical mayhem. Here, Goofy demonstrates Pampas-style riding and the use of the bola. The jaunty parrot Jose Carioca makes his debut in "Aquarela do Brasil." Although largely eclipsed by the wilder The Three Caballeros (1944), Saludos Amigos retains its charm. Included in the supplemental material is South of the Border with Disney, which chronicles the Good Will Tour Walt and a group of his artists made in 1941. The 16mm footage has darkened, but this featurette offers rare glimpses of some of these artists at work, including Frank Thomas, Norm Ferguson, and Mary Blair, whose stylized drawings set the look for much of Saludos Amigos and Caballeros.--Charles Solomon.
So, in summary: die hard fans like the new Mexico ride and know all of this above stuff. I'm just sayin'. You CLAIM to know all kinds of Disney trivia. And yet not enjoy the Mexico ride. How can this be? What would Walt think of your disin' his American goodwill?
Also, LOVIN' this report! I can only dream of a solo WDW trip. I got close several years ago by going without my kids & dh. But I had my mom & sister & nephew with me so it wasn't totally solo. But the joys of having no kid responsibilities was AMAZING! Still in awe my Disney loving dh let me go.![]()
Liked? LIKED? I INHALED it. It was heaven on earth. It was a gastronomical delight. It made angels sing and demons weep. I heard harp music while I chewed. I saw clouds and my life pass by.Aww hucifer,
You miss your family, no appreciation for door holding, stared at by a little boy, photopass lady doesn't think you are worth her time, snarly Crystal Palace woman, ticked off Pooh.......well, at least you liked your breakfast lasagna.
With Will Smith? You betcha.Could it be, "The Pursuit of Happyness"?
Yep.(Wow Estherhead, that's an impressive defense of the Mexico ride. Do you have a rebuttal on this Hucifer?)
Apparently my self-entitled Disney trivia queen title has been slowly getting stripped ever since I started this TR...all these posters are telling me my faults. Boat to Epcot this, Bridge to SM that, Mexican ride history this, blah blah. I guess to the outside world, I AM a queen. Goddess, even. But within these DISboard walls, I'm just a average schmuck with an ego.Oh dear, it was over the top, right? I was worried about being over the top. But Hucifer is so FUNNY that I just know she will be able to handle my teasing tone and defend her honor as top Disney trivia queen.
The trucking class sucked alright.Unless, of course, the trucking class people have sucked her dry with their truck enthusiasm.
OMG, you're right. The acronym for trip report (being TR, of course), is also the first two letters in TRUCK. Wow, why didn't I see the connection before? And here it was, right in front of me this whole time! It was fate. FATE, I tell you!Gooooooo trucking!!!! Or something like that. Give me a T. Give me a R. Well, you get the idea.
Hey, I like the freedom. I don't see anyone else complaining.Quoting you: I head back to the lockers and get my clothes
What is with you and not wearing clothes?
That's because I have enough class not to dis them to their face.Quoting you: The picture that she takes turns out crappy anyway, so I wont bother posting it.
Thats why people wont help you. They know youre going to dis them on the DIS.
That's nothing compared to some of the pictures of charred flesh I've seen. Like sausages that look like turds.Quoting you: It looks beautiful and it is very flavorful.
Thats the first thing youve posted that actually looks good. Your food usually looks like a handful of something you pulled up from the garden at the Grand Floridian.
Again, no one else is complaining.Quoting you: Maybe take some family pictures.
When youre with your family they are family pictures. When they are of other families they are creepy, stalker pictures.
I think she's abandoned me like half of my readers did when I went on my month-long hiatus.Quoting you: Who knew that there was a bridge on the other side of the big hill where you can watch people get splashed at the bottom?
E-V-E-R-Y-B-O-D-Y (damn newbie). Where is New Michigan Amy when I need her?
Touche.At this point I would like to interject (actually all I do is interject) that based on the picture of Patrick in your signature, he is aging in proportion to how long this trip report is taking. I think he was an infant when it started. He may be in college by the time it is done. In any case, you definitely have a lady killer on your hands there.
More surprising was the fact that she was facing the toilet like a man.Quoting Norylibertybell: I assume the woman in the stall next to yours wasn't wearing a wedding gown?
Really, would anybody be surprised if she was?
I've heard that one before.Quoting Norybellbookandcandle: Guess I skimmed through that part?
No, you just forgot because that post first appeared about three years ago when she started this report.
That WAS a little creepy, wasn't it? How he knew EXACTLY where to go for that picture?Quoting Glennbo: It started with her post at the top of page 27.
Hey Glenn, you had that page a little too conveniently right at your fingertips. I hope youre not one of those weirdoes who has a Hucifer shrine in their basement with stick figure pictures all over the place (because God knows there are enough of us already).
I won't even say where.Quoting Pollito915+1: that new siggie pic of your DS is freakin adorable! He looks so grown up!
He started shaving a few pages ago.
They're so cumbersome.Quoting you: I wasn't in the mood for clothes today.
Here we go again.
I DIDN'T HAVE MY FANNYPACK WITH ME! Dammit people! Pay attention!Quoting you: I didn't get one offer when I was solo.
Amazing since you were never wearing clothes. I guess your fanny pack was covering the good parts.
I'm surprised it made it past the censors.Quoting you: [titls head]
I dont even want to know what you were trying to say.
Apparently not.Quoting you: Hes staring at me like hes never seen the likes of me before.
He never saw someone from Michigan?
Every day.Quoting you: You know, ever since Dan knocked me up?
Still struggling with that whole family friendly thing I see.
Coward.Quoting Norybelladonna: During my May trip, Pooh accidentally knocked my shirt (and bra!) strap off my shoulder, and I totally gave him a hard time about that.
Ummm .err .nevermind. I just cant.
We actually agree on something???? Shocking.Quoting PricelessV: What on earth is a breakfast lasagna?!
This is one I have to agree with Wendy on, it is amazing. So is the breakfast Pizza (I think at Cape May at the Beach Club and maybe one other place I cant remember).
I'd like to get jiggy with him.Quoting PrincessV: Ooo, that's just eerie... we watched "Men in Black" this weekend. And. "Miami" came up in my iPod's shuffle this morning. What could it all mean?!
You were Getting Jiggy With It?
Quoting estherhead: So, in summary: die hard fans like the new Mexico ride and know all of this above stuff. I'm just sayin'. You CLAIM to know all kinds of Disney trivia. And yet not enjoy the Mexico ride. How can this be? What would Walt think of your disin' his American goodwill?
I have to agree. Who doesnt think of those bad axis people while gently riding down the Rio Del Tiempo?
Lou
Well, nuts - now do I need to add the Palace to our must-have ADRs so I can experience Breakfast Lasagna?! I feel left out.Wha-wha-WHAAAAT????
V, you simply haven't lived until you've eaten this culinary concoction. I'm surprised you're well enough to ask, quite frankly. Breakfast Lasagna is...heaven. Pure heaven. On a plate. Next to my made-to-order omelette.
True enough.That Will Smith is ubiquitous and incredibly scrumptious.
Lou said:At this point I would like to interject (actually all I do is interject) that based on the picture of Patrick in your signature, he is aging in proportion to how long this trip report is taking. I think he was an infant when it started. He may be in college by the time it is done. In any case, you definitely have a lady killer on your hands there.
Estherhead, you're a genius!
Between Tusker House and Breakfast Lasagna, you really are missing out. Don't tell me you haven't eaten at the Flying Fish! OMG.Well, nuts - now do I need to add the Palace to our must-have ADRs so I can experience Breakfast Lasagna?! I feel left out.
Moms are good like that.I always knew I was great, even it has taken 36 years for a stranger to tell me so. My mom, of course, has known it for years.
I bet it was Cruise Critic where I've seen your posts. I've been spending WAY more time there this summer than on the DISboards, especially on the Royal Caribbean and family boards.As for knowing me, you've seen me around, I'm sure. I've read all your TR's and have several of my own which you may have read. I'm not that entertaining. I'm more informative.Being the genius and all.
I am also on cruiscritic, though not on mothering. I prefer ivillage parenting boards though I don't post much over there.
Have you posted before on my TRs? This I wasn't too sure about.
Misunderstood, under-appreciated, and despised.And thanks for checking out my report. I have a lot of readers but not posters which is nice as that is generally what I am, unless I have to defend some poor, misunderstood ride.
Ah! I'm so glad you asked! We are taking Patrick to Ft. Lauderdale in October for a beach vacation. But NEXT year we are taking him on a RCI cruise (Rhapsody of the Seas) to Hawaii in September! Two weeks baby! I can't wait! Sometimes I think he's the only child on the ship. The only folks in roll call are older couples.My Boo is gorgeous, hilarious, and exhausting. When is your next trip with your Patrick? It's so nice to see the world through their eyes. Both the real world and the Disney World. And he would look so CUTE with Mickey. He's adorable.
Thank you thank you THANK YOU!!!!!Did you know that if you click on the number of replies to your thread, you can see a list of everyone who has posted to your thread, then click on their number of posts and get a list of all of their posts to your thread? --- just a little DIS 101.![]()
I get ready and head out the door. I walk down to the main building. I open the door but pause before going inside. Two women are several feet behind me and are walking into the building too. Despite the Missing-My-Family-Blues tune I’ve got ringing through my head, I’m still feeling pretty Disney-esque at the moment. So I stand outside and hold the door open so that they can enter ahead of me. I’m all, “Top of the muffin to you!” and they pass by me, walk through the door…and keep walking. Right on past. No nod, no recognition, no “You are the nicest and prettiest woman EVER.” Nothing.
So I go all LeRoy Small on them by yelling “POW!”and giving them a swift kick to their big butts.
And then I yell at them, “The jerk store called…they’re running out of you!”
It didn’t matter that I was early with Crystal Palace folks, either. They sat me right away. It’s almost like nothing bad happened on my first day here. It’s a Festivus miracle!
And don’t call me Shirley.
They say elephants never forget. Apparently, neither do bears.
Pooh doesn’t forget faces. And he holds grudges. I got dissed big-time. He gives me a wave (may as well been the finger) and walks right past me. Boom. No hello, no pat on the shoulder, no picture, nothing. He is one pissed-off Pooh.
You confuse me with your big words.
That WAS a little creepy, wasn't it? How he knew EXACTLY where to go for that picture?