Frank_Bullitt
Earning My Ears
- Joined
- Jan 2, 2008
- Messages
- 73
Hello everyone, been a while, good to be back!
*Crickets*
Wow, how soon they forget. Well, without further ado
Please allow me, to introduce myself, Im a man of wealth and taste
*record needle scratch as music comes to screeching halt*
Ahem, once more, with feeling.
For those of you who have just joined us, Aloha, and welcome to The Ayn Rand Mans May 2014 Star Wars Weekend Pre-Trip Report.
The last time I posted a TR was for my January 2009 WDW trip, where a thirtysomething yuppie with a taste for Porsches, The Music Man, and Ayn Rand rediscovered his love for Disney. And I swore I'd go back, but then one thing and another happened.
So what happened? Well lots: bought a house, celebrated my 6 year anniversary at work, been promoted, broke up 3 relationships, and lost a ton of weight. Oh, and Im 5 years older.
The downside to being at the top of the heap, and I sincerely wished someone in B-school told me this, youre very busy. So busy I stopped frequenting the forums, even to check out the food porn on the Dining Reviews thread.
So, about a month ago, my Sis called me and said that she wanted to go to Disney World. She hasnt been since we went as a family back in 1990.
So, I said, yeah, great, good on ya.
She said Do you want to come as well?
And I, multitasking at the time and apparently cant walk and chew bubblegum at the same time, absentmindedly said Sure. And promptly forgot.
Fast forward to last week, when Sis was visiting and we were watching her favorite Bollywood film on my 70 tricked out LED HD 3D Super Dee Duper TV, she says out of the blue
Oh, by the way, I made reservations to stay for the first round of Star Wars Weekends.
You really should have been a fly on the wall of my Man Cave, because you would have seen a grown man do a spit-take with his 12 year old Macallan.
And I was wearing my favorite cornflower blue Brioni tie, too.
After I recovered, she proceeded to explain that she went through the Disney travel agency and scored rooms through Pop Century and tickets. And Airlines. And made reservations, and Fastpasses. I tell you, I thought I was the Übermensch ideal of Disney Nuttiness perfected, but Sis had me beat by a mile.
Now, with less than two weeks to plan, Im scrambling to round up the usual suspects of sunscreen, blister bandaids, guide books and Disney tees that have been dodging moths for the last 5 years. And trying to come up with a plan.
But realistically, whats going to happen is what old Churchill said, that no plan survives first contact with Disney World. Because once you set foot onto WDW property, logic and reason along with your rational brain go out your ear and is replaced with magic and pixie dust, and your plan goes out the window. A plan?? Do I really look like a guy with a plan?? You know what I am? I'm a dog chasing cars. I wouldn't know what to do with one if I caught it! You know, I just... *do* things.
Okay, thats far enough put down the coffee. If you start quoting the Dark Knights Joker on a Disney forum youve officially lost cabin pressure.
All seriousness set aside (why so serious?) Its been over 5 years since I was last at Disney World, Ive never been to Pop Century and Ive never been to Star Wars Weekends, so any input you guys can give would be extremely helpful.
Thanks in advance!
For everyone else: pull up a chair and bear witness as my Sis and I ride this crazy torpedo to its logical conclusion and help her rediscover the same Disney magic I did.
*Crickets*
Wow, how soon they forget. Well, without further ado
Please allow me, to introduce myself, Im a man of wealth and taste
*record needle scratch as music comes to screeching halt*
Ahem, once more, with feeling.
For those of you who have just joined us, Aloha, and welcome to The Ayn Rand Mans May 2014 Star Wars Weekend Pre-Trip Report.
The last time I posted a TR was for my January 2009 WDW trip, where a thirtysomething yuppie with a taste for Porsches, The Music Man, and Ayn Rand rediscovered his love for Disney. And I swore I'd go back, but then one thing and another happened.
So what happened? Well lots: bought a house, celebrated my 6 year anniversary at work, been promoted, broke up 3 relationships, and lost a ton of weight. Oh, and Im 5 years older.
The downside to being at the top of the heap, and I sincerely wished someone in B-school told me this, youre very busy. So busy I stopped frequenting the forums, even to check out the food porn on the Dining Reviews thread.
So, about a month ago, my Sis called me and said that she wanted to go to Disney World. She hasnt been since we went as a family back in 1990.
So, I said, yeah, great, good on ya.
She said Do you want to come as well?
And I, multitasking at the time and apparently cant walk and chew bubblegum at the same time, absentmindedly said Sure. And promptly forgot.
Fast forward to last week, when Sis was visiting and we were watching her favorite Bollywood film on my 70 tricked out LED HD 3D Super Dee Duper TV, she says out of the blue
Oh, by the way, I made reservations to stay for the first round of Star Wars Weekends.
You really should have been a fly on the wall of my Man Cave, because you would have seen a grown man do a spit-take with his 12 year old Macallan.
And I was wearing my favorite cornflower blue Brioni tie, too.
After I recovered, she proceeded to explain that she went through the Disney travel agency and scored rooms through Pop Century and tickets. And Airlines. And made reservations, and Fastpasses. I tell you, I thought I was the Übermensch ideal of Disney Nuttiness perfected, but Sis had me beat by a mile.
Now, with less than two weeks to plan, Im scrambling to round up the usual suspects of sunscreen, blister bandaids, guide books and Disney tees that have been dodging moths for the last 5 years. And trying to come up with a plan.
But realistically, whats going to happen is what old Churchill said, that no plan survives first contact with Disney World. Because once you set foot onto WDW property, logic and reason along with your rational brain go out your ear and is replaced with magic and pixie dust, and your plan goes out the window. A plan?? Do I really look like a guy with a plan?? You know what I am? I'm a dog chasing cars. I wouldn't know what to do with one if I caught it! You know, I just... *do* things.
Okay, thats far enough put down the coffee. If you start quoting the Dark Knights Joker on a Disney forum youve officially lost cabin pressure.
All seriousness set aside (why so serious?) Its been over 5 years since I was last at Disney World, Ive never been to Pop Century and Ive never been to Star Wars Weekends, so any input you guys can give would be extremely helpful.
Thanks in advance!
For everyone else: pull up a chair and bear witness as my Sis and I ride this crazy torpedo to its logical conclusion and help her rediscover the same Disney magic I did.
