Yeah, Ol' Harry was part of the problem tonight.
We went to see TOotP, but did you realize that the times in the thursday paper were for friday and beyond? We got there an hour early, and just had to kill time till the show started. I'm going to La la in Diane's fanny pack from all the popcorn.
Then the DIs lost my password. After trying 3 times, I got ;the message you have to wait fifteen minutes, and had to have a new password sent to me. I guess i only waited 14 minutes and 55 seconds cuz I then had to wait another 15 minutes.
Did you know a monitor can still work after it has a big fist indentation in the screen?
For the record, we liked the new Harry, but it is a bit darker and foreboding. Not as playful as the first one was.
A small heads up here. For the last week or so, I have been trying to give myself an education of sorts on newfangled technology. Just so I don't have to drive over to Lexington and kill ol LexLuther.
Even though I don't have a digital camera, I always had the prints put on a disk for me at Walgeens, then I'd download them into the computer, and upload them into P-bucket. But I recently noticed that the 30 pics I had them put on disk,,,, uh uh, they only transferred 22.
This made Nebo sad.
And angry.
DId you know that a Walgreens employee can still work with a fist indentat,,,, ok, ok, I'm just kidding. Geesh!
But I remember that the new 4 month old printer that I bought, said it has a scanner too. So I figured it might be just about time to learn how to use the durn thing. So I took a shot at it, and well, we won't really know untill I try to post one of my "scanned" pecs.
Pics.
Pics, not pecs. Can't see any pecs in these pics.
And then I saw this photo we still have on the entertainment center.
It's old. Really old.
Back in the days when I had hair, and lots of it.
Which I used to let grow really long, probably just to drive my dad nuts.
I don't know if anybody remembers this, but a long time ago, George Carling once did a poem about his long hair, about 1970. Well I liked it at the time, and used to often repeat a lot of it when someone would give me crap about my hair. From what I remember, and I haven't heard it in probably 20 years, it went something like this:
I'm aware, that some stare, at my hair.
And to truly be fair, some really despair at my hair.
But I don't care.
Cuz they're not aware
Nor are they debonair.
They see hair, down to there, say beware and go off on a tear.
I say no fair.
A head that's bare,
Is really nowhere.
Fred Astaire's got no hair,
Nor does a chair,
Nor a chocolate eclair.
And is there hair on a pair?
Au contraire!
So be like a bear
Where it to there, or to there, or to there if you dare!
Well, now that I've shared this affair with my hair I think I'll repair to my lair and use Nair do you care?
Yep, the useless stuff that still rattles around up there where the hair used to be can still be a scare. (stop it)
This pic I scanned is from 1980.
Unless Disneydad finds an '81 encrypted on it somewhere.
It's from Six Flags Great America, Diane and I were just married two years, (the first time) and we met two friends of ours up there.
My buddy John got the great idea to do the costume photo thing in one of the shops , he bought the actual picture, this is really just the proof.
Oh, and there were no wigs or fake moustaches used in the photo, I think this is when my head decided to just send all the top hair to my upper lip.
Allrighty then:
Yep, fun with scanners, well that's if it came through.
Now, on to Boma's.
Smidgy wakes up from the nap, fresh as a daisy, me, I'm as fresh as one can be from staring at the ceiling for two hours.
But I did figure out who was on the grassy knoll.
And I truly believe an entire day at Epcot doesn't take as much out of you as 5 hours at a water park does.
Originally, this was going to be dinner at the Maya Grill, at Coranado Springs. We've eaten there before from a previous stay and to this day it is still the best fillet I have ever had. But Diane's goal in life is to eat at every single table service restaurant on Disney property before she dies.
Or we go broke.
And even though we have stayed at Animal Kingdom Lodge, it was only a short stay, our first trip back once reunited actually, and we never ate at Boma's. Nor Jiko for that matter. And since I'm driving anyway,,,, ok, why not?
I just had one rule.
When we are at the tables picking out our food, you WILL be with me at all times, and you WON"T let me put anything on my plate that I don't realize what the stuffage is!
I do not want to hear halfway through a mouthfull,
"So, hows the platypus?"
Once again, driving there was a snap. EPLS. I wanted to get there really early, and take a slow walk around the resort now that we have become much more Disney savvy, and no how to appreciate all things Disney that go into the resorts. Like I said, when we were there, it was may of 02, and all of Disney was still pretty empty from that little thing that happened the previous September. We had a savannah room for 129 a night!
With Bunk beds!
Go figure. We just get back together, and they give us bunk beds!
Of course I called top bunk!
I guess you could say this place had sentimental value for us, for not to long afterward, we remarried, and that's why we wanted to spend time looking around again.
The little lounge that's in between floors was a must to stop at, Victoria Falls I believe the name is, named after, you guessed it, Albert Falls.
I asked for a couple of plastic cups, and we took our drinks out with us to the pool.
I had forgotten how at this pool they don't paint the inside concrete walls and bottom blue to make it look real refreshing and clean. The water here looks green, kind of like the Chain of Lakes here in Illinois. But that's from the algae. This is clean.
EVen in early evening, it was still pretty crowded, unlike the last time we were here.
Let's see if you can find the "hidden smidgy" in this picture.
I'm not really sure which resort has the bigger WOW factor in the lobby, AKL or WL. I DO know that if you want a savannah view, the price gets up closer to the Poly leaving WL in the dust.
Eventually it was time for our ADR, and even though the waiting area was mobbed, we only waited ten minutes. Yes, they gave us a vibrator, but there was barely enough time for forepl,,,, no, no, stop it, stop it right now!
They seated us at one of those small two seater tables that I'm not crazy about, but, whatchagonnado?
well, it's getting late now, and I'm really curioius to see if my home scanned pics came through. Plus, I'm dead tired.
I'm also planning on picking up the pace of chapters too, so expect some out of the usual Monday and Thursday normal times. goodnight, me
(or something like that)
Does this mean he should've said he felt like "ZZUBing in Diane's Lala" from all that popcorn? 
