Still Feeding Nebo: The may trip final chapter pg 122, Dec. 31

[Backstage_Gal]

LYMI is a Delswife ism.
She is the gold standard in TR writing. Sadly she hardly ever posts here anymore. For good reason, but I will not go into that.

Nebo and anyone else that has never had the pleasure, read her.



And Zurg is not a bad writer either. I think his reports might be on that site too (it is his site).

You can thank me later.

Or curse me because it will cause you to stay up until 4 in the morning turning pages.

Thanks, HaleyB, I knew someone would come to give Delswife proper credit, I was just drawing a blank tonight!

And by the way, LY/MI!

 

[smidgy]

ok, I am totally VERKLUMPFT!! (it's my word, and I'll spell it as I want to!)
thank you all so much for your compliments. you do realize that picture is a "dead-on" shot, not a profile. In the Cheely family(my maiden name), we don't DO profiles. there isn't a lens wide enough for our noses in a profile shot! and one of the reasons I have long hair is to hide my ears. I have heard that the 2 things that keep growing as you age is your nose and your ears. ... boy, am I in deep deep do-do!
colleen - say it isn't so! you won't be there in sept? I was so looking forward to meeting you.
However, I did not know nebo was a comedian when I fell in love with him. (I think he didn't either) I just knew he was intelligent and clever. I discovered (esp. during our "dark years", i.e. time apart) that I could never be with a man who isn't intelligent. and with intelligence comes wit. he gets funnier as the years go by. (and I only mean that in a GOOD way... honey?)

boma- all I will say now is ... usually I don't care for buffets, but I loved it. we tried Old Country Buffet recently (a generic type buffet restaurant chain in Illinois). our plan was to eat there, then browse in Barnes and Nobles, one of our favorite things to do, (even though we keep losing each other , meet up, only to lose each other again.) no chance pf that. after the meal, it was "let's get home to the bathroom as soon as possible! agree? you got it!"

speaking of food...LOVE YOUR MEATLOAF ICKY?? Nebo's favorite meal is meatloaf, and he loves mine. but I keep trying to "improve" on it. experiment, if you will. ... NEBO.. "stop it! I like it just the way it is!" now I'm thinking.... where can I buy some platypus?

haley B, tell us the ending of Harry and I'll never forgive you. we have to wait till it comes out in paperback. not cause we're cheap (I prefer "frugal") but, with the hardcover,when Nebo falls asleep while reading he keeps knocking himself out!

 

[Backstage_Gal]

ok, I am totally VERKLUMPFT!! (it's my word, and I'll spell it as I want to!)
thank you all so much for your compliments. you do realize that picture is a "dead-on" shot, not a profile. In the Cheely family(my maiden name), we don't DO profiles. there isn't a lens wide enough for our noses in a profile shot! and one of the reasons I have long hair is to hide my ears. I have heard that the 2 things that keep growing as you age is your nose and your ears. ... boy, am I in deep deep do-do!

speaking of food...LOVE YOUR MEATLOAF ICKY?? Nebo's favorite meal is meatloaf, and he loves mine. but I keep trying to "improve" on it. experiment, if you will. ... NEBO.. "stop it! I like it just the way it is!" now I'm thinking.... where can I buy some platypus?

haley B, tell us the ending of Harry and I'll never forgive you. we have to wait till it comes out in paperback. not cause we're cheap (I prefer "frugal") but, with the hardcover,when Nebo falls asleep while reading he keeps knocking himself out!

Smidgey, that was really funny!

 

[Goofyfan1]

I'm not as thin (you've all seen the recent pictures) It's all because I have to cook for THAT MAN! (that's my story and I'm sticking to it!

You have to taste test everything first as I do

 

[McDisney]

haley B, tell us the ending of Harry and I'll never forgive you. we have to wait till it comes out in paperback. not cause we're cheap (I prefer "frugal") but, with the hardcover,when Nebo falls asleep while reading he keeps knocking himself out!

A true Potter fan would never give away the ending, but I think if I had to wait for the paperback version I'd go crazy

 

[Disneydad99]

ok, I am totally VERKLUMPFT!! (it's my word, and I'll spell it as I want to!)
thank you all so much for your compliments. you do realize that picture is a "dead-on" shot, not a profile. In the Cheely family(my maiden name), we don't DO profiles. there isn't a lens wide enough for our noses in a profile shot! and one of the reasons I have long hair is to hide my ears. I have heard that the 2 things that keep growing as you age is your nose and your ears. ... boy, am I in deep deep do-do!

I about fell in the Floor...when I read this!!!!

However, I did not know nebo was a comedian when I fell in love with him. (I think he didn't either) I just knew he was intelligent and clever. I discovered (esp. during our "dark years", i.e. time apart) that I could never be with a man who isn't intelligent. and with intelligence comes wit. he gets funnier as the years go by. (and I only mean that in a GOOD way... honey?)

You Mean he wasn't always this Funny????

haley B, tell us the ending of Harry and I'll never forgive you. we have to wait till it comes out in paperback. not cause we're cheap (I prefer "frugal") but, with the hardcover,when Nebo falls asleep while reading he keeps knocking himself out!

When I read This I spewed My Drink...I has taken me an Hour just to clean up the Mess...& be able to Post......

 

[Disney 4-ever]

A true Potter fan would never give away the ending, but I think if I had to wait for the paperback version I'd go crazy

paperback, I must really be cheap, I wait till it comes out in theater.

 

[nebo]

Nice porn-star 'stash Neeb!

And who was on the grassy knoll?

I'm pretty sure you did indeed eat platypus. The stuff with the orange sauce.
Tastes like chicken.

Wendy you're a sneaky poster girl. You snuck right inside two of mine,
Porn star? 'scuse me? Harumph! I wouldn't know. (boy, I think that's the first time I've ever harumphed before)
And the problem with Boma's was everything tasted like chicken,
except the chicken.

There, I feel better now

 

[UtahMama]

When everything tastes like chicken but the chicken, I worry.
I HATE when dining at a family member's home, they say something like this:'Soooo, how'dya like the MEAT?"

me: "It's very tasty....whyyyyyy?"

them:"Nothing...it's just:

a. antelope,
b. deer,
c.elk,
d.moose,
e.buffalo,
f.rabbit
g."other"

So I empathize with your plight.


P.S. I wouldn't know if you had a porn-star-stash personally. I eschew such things.


I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU HARUMPHED ME!

 

[nebo]

::

I am ashamed to admit that I missed your edit. And when I read it, now I'm sad. You had just better have a good excuse young lady, and a note from your developer will not cut it.

Hey, I tried to call and stop you from that last part.... but alas your line was busy.

Actually McShawn, when I am busy making a fool out of my self on line, the sound you get on the phone is just a constant riinging. Like the sound I get in my ears after I post a new chapter.

LYMI is a Delswife ism.
She is the gold standard in TR writing. Sadly she hardly ever posts here anymore. For good reason, but I will not go into that.

Nebo and anyone else that has never had the pleasure, read her.

http://www.badshoe.com/lymi.htm

And Zurg is not a bad writer either. I think his reports might be on that site too (it is his site).

You can thank me later.

Or curse me because it will cause you to stay up until 4 in the morning turning pages.

Thanks Haley, I have not heard of either of them. Hope delswife didn't end up the same way as Sheridac on the Dis, banned to spend the rest of her life on Elba.

boma- all I will say now is ... usually I don't care for buffets, but I loved it. we tried Old Country Buffet recently (a generic type buffet restaurant chain in Illinois). our plan was to eat there, then browse in Barnes and Nobles, one of our favorite things to do, (even though we keep losing each other , meet up, only to lose each other again.) no chance pf that. after the meal, it was "let's get home to the bathroom as soon as possible! agree? you got it!"

Boy, I just feel so proud that you shared that with everyone.

haley B, tell us the ending of Harry and I'll never forgive you. we have to wait till it comes out in paperback. not cause we're cheap (I prefer "frugal") but, with the hardcover,when Nebo falls asleep while reading he keeps knocking himself out!

She's right there, those hardcovers weigh a ton when they come crashing down on your forehead.

You have to taste test everything first as I do

Goofy, I take it your the cook in the family? I am too if frozen pizzas count.
And, for the record, I still end up going back to Tombstones. To me they are still the best "moderate priced" of the frozen pizzas. Anybody else?
No, the HomeRunInn or the Connies frozen ones don't count. They are the GF and the Poly but we're talking the moderates here.

A true Potter fan would never give away the ending, but I think if I had to wait for the paperback version I'd go crazy

Poor Dobby can't buy the last book yet, cuz she hasn't read the sixth one yet. And I am presently occupying that tome. AHHHHAAAHAHA!

 

[lexmelinda]

P.S. I wouldn't know if you had a porn-star-stash personally.

It looks from the vacaton pictures like he's still got the stash!

 

[nebo]

I about fell in the Floor...when I read this!!!!








When I read This I spewed My Drink...I has taken me an Hour just to clean up the Mess...& be able to Post......

Ok, this is the kind of a "quote" of a "quote", that won't really turn out right, will it? Only Disneydad's part will come through, and not Smidgy who he was quoting. Patrick, she has seemed a bit "strange" lately. It might be time for another trip back to Stepford.

paperback, I must really be cheap, I wait till it comes out in theater.

Connie, isn't it kind of hard to read in the dark?

When everything tastes like chicken but the chicken, I worry.
I HATE when dining at a family member's home, they say something like this:'Soooo, how'dya like the MEAT?"

me: "It's very tasty....whyyyyyy?"

them:"Nothing...it's just:

a. antelope,
b. deer,
c.elk,
d.moose,
e.buffalo,
f.rabbit
g."other"

So I empathize with your plight.:


I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU HARUMPHED ME!

Wendy, I suppose living in Utah, you have it worse than me when it comes to mystery meat. The one thing I am most leary of is when someone comes in with the Homemade Suasage. And they never want to tell you what it is until after you've tried it. And yes, you were my first Harumph.

 

[LaLa]

Nebo, I was trying to get caught up, reading along and enjoying the funny (especially the hot tub bubble scene, which led to the informative staph infection discussion: yikes!) but now I can't get that B.J. Thomas song out of my head.

And I don't even know who B.J. Thomas IS!

Or what the meaning of IS is.

Or do I?

Wow! No kidding.
Disney has "hidden mickey's"
Sometimes here we have "hidden typos"
But you have probably been a "hidden mentor".

That was really sweet, Nebo. Thanks for what you said. I'm really glad you enjoyed the TR and that you decided to jump head first into the madness that is writing a trip report. It can be crazy, but it IS tons of fun. Not that I need to tell you that. You're rockin' the house. I've still got a lot of catching up to do, but I'm really enjoying it.

By the way, gonna look our for the wasp nest this september at Riverside.

Make sure you do. Those suckers are bad news. And by the way, I think I just found a hidden Nemo. What's the prize again? Lexmelinda mentioned a check.

Okay, so she didn't but you can't blame a girl for trying.

Does this mean he should've said he felt like "ZZUBing in Diane's Lala" from all that popcorn?

He could have. But the rough translation for that would've been something along the lines of "I felt like blowing chunks in Diane's silent shake laughter from all that popcorn." And much like Paris Hilton's rise to stardom, that just wouldn't have made no sense.

I have always found it hilarious that to this day , when ZZUB became a verb, as in, " To ZZUB in a fanny pack, it was never him!
IT WAS YOU!
But for some reason he got the credit for it. Maybe because of all the times he's ZZUBed on his keyboard.

But I guess you are right about it being La La that YAKed (NOY) in the fanny pack.

Actually, it was DH that almost YAKed (NOYAK) into the fanny pack. There wasn't any actual YAKin' (NOYAKnYETI). Just the imminent threat of it. As in, he would've ZZUBed all over the joint if the ride would've lasted one second longer. Hence the need to prepare for it by holding a fanny pack up to his mouth to catch it. Cause that's the SMART thing to do in a situation like that. Anywho. The thought of this lovely scene is what prompted our gastrointestinally challenged friend ZZUB to claim to have blown chunks upon reading about it. Among many other things. If he can be believed, the guy (did we ever figure out if he really IS a guy? Haley?) is a walking, talking pukemeister. Hence, to vomit=ZZUB.

I don't question it. I just go with it. And you can call a fanny pack a LaLa if you want, Nebo. Although I'd prefer to call it "an unwise fashion choice".

Pluto with Zzub at the Maelstrom Meet 06

DED!!!

Keep it comin' Nebo.

 

[nebo]

Yep, always an uplifting dinnertime read from La la.
Yeah, Zzub is the one that throws up at the drop of an Itsakadoozie, but I still think there is a special wing in the "We ain't leavin, till we're heavin" hall for your trip reports.
And no, I wasn't blowing hot air when I talked about you being my mentor.

Now, I can totally understand that many of you are waiting on pins and needles for for my critique, of the Ristorante, Boma. And I can totally understand that, considering my vast culinary knowledge in all things fine dining.
I am up for the challenge, and I shall not dissapoint.

The vittles here are really weird!

After we got our mini table, it was time to start.
And I wouldn't let Diane get more than 3 feet away from me. One problem right off the bat was I was afraid I was going to eat things right off a bat.

Ok, that sentence derailed mid-way through. \
I meant to say "one problem right off the bat" was that all the labels for the vittles, had really small labels attached to them. And labels that are displayed really low. Why should this be a problem you ask? I'll be more than happy to tell you, my friends.

I can't see them.
They are too little for the "regular" part of my glasses, but too far away for the bifocal part. So, for me to read them, I would have to make an entire fool out of myself, and do the duck walk, by the tables. Now, I have nothing against making a fool out of myself, as you all well know, But I did see the "Just say no to Limbo" sign, and I will never again argue with that sign.

This now leaves me totally at Dianes' mercy.
Most intelligent people know better than to be dropped off here.

"Honey, you love me right?"
"Of course I do, why do you ask now?" she said.

"Because I like to hear it now and then, that's all. "

We started with salads.
There was this big bowl of weeds, and I mean dark, green weeds, this you are supposed to "tong" onto your plate.
I have never been that fond of green food. And the darker the green, the ickier it is. This was mostly "Forrest Green".
I prefer "light green" or "khaki green". Just not "forrest green".
And I could tell the guy standing next to me , who was using the tongs to sift through it felt the same way.

All of a sudden, a small piece of daylight appeared.
Could it be?
Yes!
That is a big piece of Iceberg lettuce if I ever saw one.
Only problem was, he saw it too.
He froze, glanced at me standing next to him, and time stopped!
We both slowly turned back to the bowl.

Time not only started up again, it went into hyper mode.

He had position on me, plus he had the tongs, but these are not "easy squeezy tongs," these are the "one in each hand" tongs.

He drew first.
His right hand came up and he pulled the trigger trying to "scoop" that piece of iceberg out of there. I immediately grabbed my "as of yet, unused fork' in my left hand. When it slid back off his tong, into the bowl, I just stabbed it. As I was extricating my prize from the rest of the savannah, we both saw the reason he couldn't grab it. It was still attached to another huge piece of iceberg that had remained hidden.

Gleaming, I turned to him as he was staring in disbelief, and said,
"Don't feel badly, I'm not really left handed."

This was followed by, "Are you done playing?"
Oh, yeah, Diane.

She then directed me to what I can adorn the "salad" with, but now I'm looking for dressing.

I'm used to Italian, French, Russian, Thousand Island, those ones.

Not Kenyan, Ugandan, Naiobi.
I chose the Mozambique, it looked like french to me.
Ok, I made the last part up. Can't remember what I put on it.
I then found this stuff that looked surprisingly like macaroni salad. As I was putting some on my plate I asked her, "These aren't maggots, are they?"
"No, of course not, stop it!" "Besides, can't you see the holes going through the center?"

"Yeah, I just thought that they might have been filleted first."

Ok, this just turned into a two parter, I just jumped 3 feet out of my chair from the thunder, and I dunt wanna lose this. be back shortly.

 

[luvhockey]

Filleted maggots, mmmmm yummy. Can't wait for more. We have an ADR for Boma in November and want to see what other items to avoid.
Angela

 

[Donald is #1]

I meant to say "one problem right off the bat" was that all the labels for the vittles, had really small labels attached to them. And labels that are displayed really low. Why should this be a problem you ask? I'll be more than happy to tell you, my friends.

I can't see them.
They are too little for the "regular" part of my glasses, but too far away for the bifocal part. So, for me to read them, I would have to make an entire fool out of myself, and do the duck walk, by the tables. Now, I have nothing against making a fool out of myself, as you all well know, But I did see the "Just say no to Limbo" sign, and I will never again argue with that sign.

Well now you scared me! Not because of your report but now that I am getting *ahem* older, the "b" word, yes biofocals, is being mentioned by my eye doctor. I guess this means that I should get used to not being able to read.

 

[nebo]

Once I finished chopping it up, my bacon bits, croutons, shredded cheese, pieces of hard boiled ostrich eggs, shredded onions, sunflower seeds, and culy noodles, with a hint of iceberg lettuce, came out pretty good. I also had taken a bowl of this extremely exotic soup, ,,,chicken.
Well, that's what the sign said, anyway, right Diane?
Diane?

But it was "white" chicken soup.
I never saw "white" chicken soup. To me, chicken soup is kinda yellow.
"It's because of all the sunlight," she told me. "The chickens are all albino."

As I was eating it, the nickel dropped in.
"Wait a minute!"
"All chickens are albino!"

And it didn't taste like chicken soup to me, not sure what it DID taste like, but it wasn't chicken soup.
Halfway through, I pushed it away.

We go back up there for the main courses, but, now I don't trust her.
Nope, not at all.
I think she wanted that piece of iceberg lettuce.

But this is the most critical time of all, when I need her help.

Salads are one thing, now we are talking major mystery meat.

"Honey? You still love me, right?"

"UP YOURS!"

Yep, she wanted that piece of iceberg after all.

I'm lost.

I can't trust her now. She has this evil smirk every time I ask her something, and if she does answer, it kept ending with, "Mbwhahahaha!"

I started putting some white stuff on my plate, it looked like a kind of potatoes, scalloped.
She stopped me. "Trust me, you don't want that." What is it?
"I don't know," she said, "I don't recognize the name from all ears menu."
" But it looks and smells like some kind of herring in a cauliflower based sauce."

Now, I have no idea if they even have yucky cauliflower in Africa, and I'm not really buying the herring bit either. But this little nebo isn't taking any chances.
Then I come across something that looks like smoked sausage.
"WHat's this"? I asked.
"Sausage".
" I know that, but what kind?"
"Sausage, that's all it says. "

Great. I took some.

Then I came across these things that looked like tater tots. Or Hush puppies. They gotta be safe, right? I put a bunch on my plate. I grabbed some bread, and since Smidgy was occupied, and I didn't trust her anymore anyway, I just took little tablespoons of things that I don't know what they are, and put them on my plate.
When she caught up to me, she looked at my plate, but didn't say a word.
Shoot. I still don't know if that's a good sign or bad.

With me leading, we got up to the carving kiosk.

"OH GEEZ! That things' still got a huge bone sticking out of it , or maybe a horn!"

"No, Steve, that's a skewer, it keeps the meat from falling apart."
"I knew that!"
"Just checking."

The guy there was slicing off prime rib, and one big chunk was lamb.
No, I don't like dead sheep. The smell really bothers me, so i got a slice of beef and hurried away.
I've still only got half a plate full, and went back against the grain looking for what I might have missed.
There has to be some kind of potatoes here, somewhere.
Just then a server came behind, and I cheated, and asked him.
He pointed me to a bin that at first didn't look like potatoes to me, so, I actually pretended to drop my napkin and squatted down to read the sign.

"Potatoe Afritude"
Yes, I think I have that right.

Well, I get enough "Afritude" as it is, I don't need any potatoes giveing me any more, so I passed on it, and grabbed a piece of bread.
Go ahead, find the butter. I dare you!
Back at the table, our waitress came by, who had the incredibly difficult task of bringing us our cokes, and, um, well, I guess, finding us again.

And I asked her for butter. It seemed like the logical , and easy way out , thing to do, right?

Au Contraire!
Whichever African country she originated in, evidently they don't have a word for butter. And the more I tried to explain it, the worse she got confused.
And then I did what I always do when I have a language problem with somebody.
I make this feeble attempt to talk in Spanish.
Which, I can't speak either.

"Senora? Uno buttero, por favor?"
yep, that'll work.

I was afraid it was about to get to the point where I am in the aisle on my hands and knees, with Diane standing behind me making the milking motion, and then grabbing the broom from the guy nearbye who was sweeping, and making the "churning" motion, but I got the message across by picking up my bread, and pretending to spread something on it with my knife.

'OH! You want Budder!"

"Si".

Ok, dinner actually was very good, believe it or not, I recommend the place.
I just wish my brain hadn't thought that the round type things that looked like tater tots hadn't also come up with the word, hush puppies.

It took me quite a while to get the "puppy" part out of my mind.
I believe they are really called "falefels" Or something really close.
And boy, are they good!
Tater tots with a kick!

And for once, I wasn't totally stuffed yet, and boy, am I glad.
I went back up to the desert table, totally on my own, and grabbed this here thing called a "Zebra Dome".

(wow, your old uncle nebo almost just made a very serious, accidental typo, that of course no one would believe. Probably wouldn't have gone through anyway.)

I hate using the phrase, "to die for" but the Zebra Domes come awful darn close.

Really, we liked it here a lot, it just blew away last nights' dinner at Shutters.
For a much more accurate dinner review at Boma's, please read Tiggerbell's Flower Power trip report, it's her last one, and includes many, many pictures.
Close ups. Of Zebra domes. Even from the inside, out.

That's it tonight, coming up, Epcot, and another classy restaurant review.
Abends, steve

 

[Disney 4-ever]

I can't see them.
They are too little for the "regular" part of my glasses, but too far away for the bifocal part. So, for me to read them, I would have to make an entire fool out of myself, and do the duck walk, by the tables. Now, I have nothing against making a fool out of myself, as you all well know

You just about made me choke to death on my ciggy. I even burnt my throat laughing and inhaling at the same time. Almost spilt my coffee. I have the same problem with my bifocals. Cant be the age, can it? Keep on typing.

 

[tiggerbell]

"Potatoe Afritude"
Yes, I think I have that right.

Yeah, you didn't miss much.

I make this feeble attempt to talk in Spanish.
Which, I can't speak either.

"Senora? Uno buttero, por favor?"
yep, that'll work.

'OH! You want Budder!"

"Si".

This is what I sound like with the warehouse monkeys every day!!!

I believe they are really called "falefels" Or something really close.
And boy, are they good!
Tater tots with a kick!

Falefels kick flippin-flappin BUTT!!!!

For a much more accurate dinner review at Boma's, please read Tiggerbell's Flower Power trip report, it's her last one, and includes many, many pictures.
Close ups. Of Zebra domes. Even from the inside, out.

Appreciate the shout out and referral, but gosh you didn't have to make me sound dead!

Friends, Family, this was her last trip report... Jaime was struck by lightning Dis'sing during a thunderstorm...

Or not. Seriously - Flower Power Trip - link in signature below... come on... click it... you know you want to...

 

[puggymom]

Well after that review how can I not go to Boma's now.

Nebo you have a true talent, keep it coming