Hi, I'd like to start tonight with saying that I hope to get caught up with comments, but I have to give credit to Shawn, and then Diane. Even I almost peed my pants.
ANd, since he's leaving us for a better place:
NEBO, NEEBSTER, NEEBORAMA, NEEBORIFIC, NEEEEB
We are leaving for WDW in 2 hours!! I caught up on your report at work last night!! GOOD STUFF!! Lovebuzzandwoody is my sister in law, I turned her on to the boards....she is hooked, junkie, monkey on her back, needs a fix, etc. (oh by the way I am a guy).
Good report on Boma, I can take it or leave it there.....enjoyed the soups..I'm a soupie!! The one I enjoyed the most was the one with big clams in it....now think about that soup for a minute, you scoop around in the pot to get stuff out that you are going to throw away (shells)....strange but good....
I have one question because you have such a following....when you are at Disney I have this vision of Forest Gump running down the long road with the mountains behind him, the large group following....Forest stops....everyone else stops....."wait, he's going to speak"....IS THIS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOUR ON MAINSTREET USA?? LOL
See ya all later, We fly from 8:00am-10:00am friday, have good thoughts for us then.....does curling your toes up while flying help you if your gonna crash??....I sure do that alot......no control in that darn plane!!!!
Ok, 1gr8mouse, actually what they are saying is " hold it, I think he's gonna puke!"
And , no, curling your toes up when your going to crash, doesn't help.
I tried that. Didn't work.
The only that that helps is waiting until the last second, and then jumping up as high as you can. Then, the plane crashes, and your still in the air.
No problem. But like I have said before. Even if you do survive an airline "misshap", you still end up crashing in the Everglades, and the next thing you know you have an alligator chewing on your knee.
Or a soccer player if it's in the Ande's Mtns.
Today is friday, the 11th I believe. And we are finally going into a major theme park. Epcot.
Our lunch will be an ADR at Coral Reef, our second time there.
As we are getting ready, I'm waiting for it.
You know, IT!
What she has started out almost every morning with, so far.
Remember Steve, Live every day like it's,,,,,,, yada, yada yada.
But it didn't come. Whew! Like I said, I've run out of sarcastic comebacks for that one.
Nebo thunked too soon.
This is an Extra Magic Hour night at Epicot, so you don't get that many on the bus for the rope drop. She was sitting across from me, on the half filled bus, and I was lost in thought.
Now, from what I understand, when I get that "lost in thought " look on my face, she always assumes the worst, and that I'm in a sad mood. The truth is, I was just daydreaming about having my grandson with in a couple of years, and looking forward to that.
Well, that's not the look that she read. Nope, uh uh, sorry senoir.
She read, Company is going under. His back hurts, his foot hurts, the Sox lost yesterday, and Hillary Clinton could be our next president.
And she said it.
On a half full bus, across the aisle to me.
"Steve, remember, live every day like it's your last day on earth. "
Oh great, she did it. And now I have an audience.
And I glance around and it was like E. F. Hutton had just spoken, they were all listening, and now waiting to see what my response would be.
And I'm still shooting blanks.
So, I just started to babble to buy time, and in the babble, a line found it's way in.
"Yeah, well, that philosophy is all well and good, but just remember, since today is my last day, that tomorrow you have to get rid of the body."
I heard a few snickers, and that just encouraged me.
Concerning things like this, I don't need encouragement!
"And just remember, dear, no plot for me. I want to be creamated, you know me, I like to think outside of the BOX."
YES! My finest hour!
I looked around, and some people were really laughing, but some had the "I don't get it" look on them. Oh well.
When we walked up to the bus stop, I had lit a smoke. But the bus pulled up right away, I got maybe two puffs before I had to snub it out and put it back in my pack.
Now, once the bus landed, I try it again for the walk to the front gate. But of course I grabbed one of the taller ones, and got maybe four puffs from that one before I had to snub it out and put it back in the pack.
I know you're wondering why I'm sharing this with you, but it will come into play later on at Epcot.
Rope drop.
We got there just in time for it. I know I have said this before, but I think it bears repeating. There are 3 groups of cast member "walkers' for the rope drop. One goes to Soarin, the second goes to Test Track, and the third, lonely group, goes to HISTA.
That's Honey I shrunk the Audience, for Marita, who's never been to Disney.
But these cast members that lead the hordes behind them are the most powerfull people on the earth!
More powerfull than any foriegn country dictator, more powerfull than Jesse Jackson, more powerfull than even our Commander in Chief, and , dare I say, even more powerfull than Rosie O'donnels mouth!
Nobody dares cross the line, they may move up next to them, but they never pass them. If they put cast members along the Mexican border holding a rope, that would be the end of illegal immigrants.
But, today, we didn't follow any of them.
We headed straight over to Feeding Nebo, the ride.
I'm sorry, I mean Finding Nemo, the ride.
Make sure you stand in front of the sign for a few moments, until the sea gulls start chirping "MINE" MINE, mine.
One thing I forgot to mention. One of the things I was musing about on the bus was that we have now been away from home for one week, and I really havent hurt myself yet. Haven't you all noticed that?
Well, except for almost crashing inside the Smokies, and running into the partition at Terminator, but that's just normal stuff to me.
Doesn't count.
So,,,,,,
" I am your host, your Ghost host, and I sense a strong feeling of foreboding."
Yeah, you know what's coming.
Or do you?
(darn you la la)
It's nine in the morning, not a cloud in the sky.
WHich means it's Bright!
And Nebo can't walk into a building from the "bright", and see a durn thing.
Now, even though Diane doesn't have this problem, and knows that I do, she doesn't always realize the extents that it translates to.
To her it's not that dark, and she is in commando mode, charging through the Queue area.
I'm hanging onto the railing, feeling my way forward, but it wasn't working.
Because it's not crowded yet, they have "shortcuts' open, that of course, I don't see. But she does. I finally reached a fixed rope, and just stood there. And waaaaay off in the distance, I hear, "Steve?" "Where are you?"
Ok, I guess I'm not at the front, now I have to work my way back.
Wish I had a flashlight.
I pulled out my camera.
I took twenty pictures of the queue on the way back to the boarding area.
(thank you Steven Wright)
But even when I got there, I stil couldn't see a thing, and it was time to get in a clamshell, and I didn't have the slightest idea what it looked like, or which way it was facing, or anything.
This really, really, got ugly, and I am not exaggerating any of this.
Diane grabbed my hand, and let go just as she got in, which was normal.
I stepped up into something, and sat down, oh BOY did I sit down.
Right all the way down to the floor.
My tailbone hit with a splat, I felt a wrench in my back, and then the door automatically closed on my foot, which was still outside the car.
I think that was the correct sequence.
The words, OMG, came from the left, Diane. And OMG, came from the right, a cast member, and all I'm thinking now is OMG, cool, I'm listening in stereo!
Normally, when you do something really stupid and hurt yourself, the first thing you do is look around and see if anybody else saw that too.
Really, you can cut your head off, and the first thing you will do is try to put it back up on top of your neck and look around with a look that says, " I meant to do that."
Well, that's what I'm trying to do right now.
Speaking loudly; " Oh ho ho, those Disney jokers and the moving seats got me, Oh ho ho ho. "
But I still didn't know where the seat was.
And I tried again.
Then the car lurched forward, and I banged a corner into my rib. I tried to sit back down as quickly as I could, but almost sat on the floor again, only this time facing the other way. Luckily, Diane grabbed me, and shoved me backward into a seat.
"Whew!" "Was it good for you?"
It was kind of hard to enjoy the ride, partly because I still couldn't see, and partly because I was trying to figure out if some of my favorite bones were broken.
It is cooll though the way they put Nemo and Dory into the regular tank.
I like it better than Pooh, who evicted one of my favorites, Mr. Toad.
We walked around for awhile inside, the Nemo area is great, and so is walking around in there when it's not yet crowded.
Diane then headed over to get us a couple of fastpasses for Soarin, I hit the nearest smoking spot. For some reason, when I got there, I didn't light one right away, I just stood there looking around. About 5 minutes later it hit me, and I got about 4 puffs in before she was back.
"Well, you ready?"
I snubbed that one out too, and put it back in my pack.
On to Honey I shrunk the audience.
It used to be, timing here was everything.
You want to walk in at the very end of the preshow, because an evening with an Amway salesman is a better time than the preshow here.
The last time we were here, I got to the point where I wanted to grab this kid's Pal Mickey away from him, and just start yelling,,,,
"One more Kodak Memory, and the mouse get's it!"
Here. Let me show you the last time.
Cue wavy scene change please.
Thank you
Then we cut straight across, over to the "lack of imagination pavillion", where I am seriously hoping to catch a version of " Honey, I shrunk the pre-show."
Now, I totally understand how the loading sequences work for all the rides at Disney. I know Spaceship Earth can handle 2 thousand, 345 people per hour.
And Dumbo can handle 12 kids per hour.
But when it comes to " Honey, I shrunk the Audience" , the space/time, continuum, escapes me.
How can a preshow last twice as long as the show in the theatre?
And it does!
Any of you who know me, know that I just hate this preshow! IT's the worst for any Disney attraction.
And the name of it is "IMAGINE".
BS
All it is is a maudling, pull on your heart strings for a Kodak commercial.
And it seems that now , there is no way to time it right.
The sign said, "5 minutes to the next show", so we hung back, and just before they started pulling the rope to block any future time wasters from joining, we rushed in.
Yep, the screeen was dark, I kept looking at the doors on the left, waiting for them to open up and let us in to the main theatre.
Then the screen lit up, and the damn preshow started.
Again.
And it was already crowded, well, kinda , in there.
I am truly starting to believe, that they are holding you in the preshow area for a double segment. Just to fill up the theatre.
Please tell me this is my paranoia talking here.
But the preshow? Sorry. I have seen it so many times that even though I know the durn dog is going to be found, I keep hoping he gets hit by a Hummer. Yeah, that'l put a new aspect on the title, "Imagine".
And I can't even begin to tell you what I hope happens to the stupid frog.
Nope, not on these family pages.
So, since I have no choice to watch this all again, I do what I usually do when I am incredibly bored.
I crouch down, grab Diane's right hand, and just start "duckwalking " around her in circles, turning her around.
"Oh, I'm so bored, mommy, make it stop." "Can we go in soon"?
Then she does what she does when she's so bored, and has to deal with me who's so bored, and bonks me on the top of the head with her fist.
"Mommy, I'm so,,,"
" Shut up! I have to watch it, you have to watch it."
I finally let go, and kick my foot out at the little boy next to me that was doing the same thing to his mommy.
"You're touching me"
" This is my side."
Well, let me tell you, that kid got the message.
Finally, the doors open, and we go into the theatre.
I do see a few people still making the " exit, stage left thing", but, I'm sorry, the room should've been packed, cuz our preshow area is.
I stand by my paranoia, I think they are doubling up the preshow to fill the theatre, and these are just "plants".
We do like the movie, and afterwards, I had another thought.
Did you realize that the star of the show, Rick Moranis, had about a total of 56 seconds of screen time? Yes, I counted.
Geesh! My new year is starting out terrific, dissing the Mouse. Oh well.
No, after we left we didn't waste our time on the most dissapointing ride in all of Disney, even though it is a "walk on". Everytime they fix it, it get's worse. Sorry Figment.
We did leave and just went over by the lagoon for a smoke, and I pretended that it was may.
We are now at the spot where I took my favorite Epcot picture, that I posted and raved about.
And it's barren now. No, well, ok, still pretty, just not like it was in may.
I said, "Don't you think they should put salvia right next to the petunia's there?"
"Yes, I agree, and I think celosia would work better than the marigolds right in front. Especially the yellow marigolds, they look too much like dandlelions."
I wasn't so sure. " Where are you talking about?"
" Right here, in front of the rail, can't you see where the marigolds where?"
" Oh, yeah! You're right, that would work better." "Care for some more windowpane?"
Yep, you got it, a mini-not so hidden- rerun.
And with that, i'm going to say, goodnight Love you, mean it!
Yup still looking at October, I am waiting very impatiently to find out the exact date. Will let you know for sure!
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Just wondering
Loved it - mean it! 
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