You have a snake to wake you up???
He’d have grabbed his right arm too, but he traded that in for his 8-day Park Hopper a few months back.
Haven't we all.
Besides, running one limb short would make bus driving a bit challenging.
Nah. Considering some of the rides I've had on Disney busses, he'd fit right in.
he pondered his situation in life and declared it pretty darned apeeling.
<groan>
he had big fat plans for the day. Stroll the avenues, ride a ride or two, and take in a leisurely fine dining experience.

Although I might trade in fine dining for 50s Prime Time.
waiting interminably long for some grandkids to show up and have a play date
Well, you've got one now, so the wait shouldn't be too much longer.
Of course, there’s always time for a little hibbidy hip with his Little Tatey Flame,
Hey now! Family board!
(And... hibbidy hip....

)
Let’s see what kind of interesting things Tate dredged up among his rich and famous friends for the day, shall we?
Sure!
Love this photo. It looks like he's going "Yes!!!!"
And.... he's missing his right arm! Did you do that on purpose?
The sun shone down on his nicely tanned body, making him a warm, but not hot, potato.
Good thing. Because if he had been... well.... some butter... sour cream... bacon... chives....
No more Mr. Potato Head.
In fact, Mr. O’Patty never had one single drop of rain try to ruin his vacation. Not bad for a week spent in Central Florida.
Nice!
Mickey himself was even there to shoot him a friendly wave.
Are you sure it's a
wave he's shooting him?
Some of you aren’t as old as dirt like your humble authoress
Oh, pffffttt... I'm older than you are, little girl.
but I very vividly remember the tinsel draped over my great aunt’s tree,
There ya go. I remember that from my
parents' tree.
They say a man in uniform makes all the ladies swoon, but Steppe always seems to get doe-eyed by a man who offers his arm, can make her smile, and is kind and polite. Bo the Coke Man- always there as the man of refreshment and welcome.
Uh, oh. Looks like he's sweeping you off your feet.
Mike better be careful or he's going to lose you.
And, while Steppe was making an idiot of herself with Bo Cardboard, Tate thought to himself
Clearly, this is where all the Elves on Shelves hang out
They can stay there. Thank goodness we don't have that affliction in our home.
before they sneak away and raise gas prices on the pumps before Holiday travel.
Ugh. I see this is a universal truism.... and it's not even Universal!
Further in, Tate became immersed in all the garlands and swags hung all about. He remembers being struck that, everywhere they were, they blended into the color schemes perfectly and complemented rather than clashed.
Huh. You have a much better eye than I do. I didn't notice that very much. Maybe it's
because it blended so well. If it'd jarred, maybe then I would've noticed.
He was also reminded that Art Deco is a décor that really floats his little tater boat.
This park takes him back to a simpler time when stars actually knew how to act and to keep their mouths in check- or at least they spouted off in a drier, subtler, more sophisticated way.

They were like Gods. Larger than life.
Not so much anymore.
Like that one. I don't think I saw that sign.
He dreamed of having his own star on the Walk of Fame as Mickey did,
Or Minnie.... as of January 22nd.
Then again, when Once Upon a Toy removes an entire display of all the props and extra body parts for sale, one’s chances get even more dim. Poor Tate was absolutely, 100% devastated when any hope of recovering his arm on that trip was snatched away from him.
No Mr. Potato stuff at their stores now? Huh.
Luckily, Steppe has a few extras laying around at home.
Just how much Mr. Potato stuff do you have???
While Steppe thought it odd, Tate is used to bodiless heads hanging around.
Can totally see that.
Doesn't make it any less creepy, though.
With a light sigh, he wondered what Disney extracted from them in exchange for admission.
Arm and a leg and another leg and a body. You can keep one arm.
At least he wouldn’t melt under the Florida sun like his cousin Olaf might have a few years back because Anna didn’t have the guts to ship him off to a colder place when Elsa snapped out of her little hissy fit.
Heh. Are you referring to my neck of the woods, perchance?
Disney has a way of bringing back the dead with completely implausible plot twists that even a 3-year old can see through,
But the 2-year olds buy it every time.
I mean, Luke living as an immortal Jedi on some God-forsaken island? Puh-leeze.
Hey! Spoiler alert!
Tate next came upon a top-notch entertainment act that he could hardly take his eyes off. (Errr, he could have had he wanted to, but he thought of the children.)
Never trust a toy that can pluck its own eyes out.
Very nice capture! <applaud>