~ The Man Report ~~~~~~~~~~~2007~~~~~~~~~~~~Warding Off Scurvy~~~~~~~
I woke up early on Wednesday morning. I was lying on my back staring at the ceiling. Something was wrong.
My gut hurt but that’s nothing unusual. What was strange was my right eyelid was fluttering uncontrollably, my mouth tasted of mop water, and my hair hurt.
It was MGM day and it was not starting off very well.
My sister is just completing her 3rd degree at NYU in Manhattan (my wife claims her next degree will officially make her a “princess”

). This time she decided to get a degree in Nutrition. Now my sister and I aren’t exactly close. We speak three or four times per year and usually half of those conversations are through telepathy.
Last night, while sleeping, we had another one of those conversations. She told me I was ravaging my body and that scurvy was setting in. Unless I changed my vacation lifestyle habits, I’d be dead prior to boarding the plane for home.
Side note: My sister never recalls those telepathic conversations and is insisting that we communicate more and try to spend time together. Hence, in December, I’m going to WDW with her for 3 days (see sig below).
As I lay there, I begin to really worry about my health and let my thoughts run away from me. We’ve recently signed an insurance policy on me for the family and I’ve noticed that lately, when I share a bottle of wine with my wife, mine tastes an awful lot like anti-freeze. I thought it was just my taste buds changing due to age.
I got up out of bed and stumbled for the kitchen. Coffee is needed for me to function properly.
I sat by myself, drinking my strong beverage, and contemplating my predicament. I had to go back to my years of higher education to recall the cure for scurvy. I remember that you cannot simply pop a vitamin C pill. Nope, that wouldn’t work. You actually had to ingest the vitamin through foods that contained it naturally.
Things like Orange soda, Tang, and cheeseburgers were the only food items that came to mind. I’m pretty sure
fruit has vitamin C also. It’s all very confusing as this is not my field of expertise. If you need to cook the books, massage a P&L statement, or artificially inflate your stock price, I’m your man. But when it comes to nutrition, I’m at a total loss.
I shrug my shoulders and decide; today I will make some changes. Today, things will be
different.
About that time Pooh-head comes wandering out and complains of not feeling well. I tell her that scurvy is setting in and she looks at me as you would a dim-witted 9 year old, “We don’t have scurvy you imbecile”. Ouch! She’s crabby!!
When my wife is sick, not only is she mean, she’s irrational. In her book, she only gets sick from three things:
1). MSG
2). MSG
3). Half-Cooked sausage laced with MSG
I’m not joking at all either. She always blames MSG. Whether it’s MSG in her wine, on her pizza, or on her fish & chips, it’s always this Japanese preservative that is giving her fits.
We load up the herd and drive over to MGM for the rope drop.
Hint: There are two entrances to MGM. If you are driving, use the entrance across from the Boardwalk Inn (North Entrance). If you arrive prior to the rope-drop you’ll park close enough so that you can walk up and skip the parking tram. The other, southern entrance, will put you much farther from the entrance to the park and require you to use the parking tram.
Today the plan is a simple one. We MUST get Moan Boy on Rockin’ Roller Coast and Loud Girl on Mermaid. Other than that, we don’t care.
We end up missing the rope-drop due to an unscheduled pit stop for mom. Loud Girl went in to retrieve her mother three times yelling “Mom, come on. The park is open”!!!
Due to this ill-advised intermission, Pooh-head and Moan Boy end up about 956th in line for RRC. Loud Girl and I walk right into the Voyage of the Little Mermaid just as the first show is getting ready to start. There are only 25 people in the entire theater.
Pooh should have an entire segment dedicated to the horror’s of standing in line at the RRC.
When splitting up in the park it’s advisable to have a method of communication, preferably two cell phones. It’s even more advisable to actually have your cell phone turned “on”.
After the Mermaid show, I attempt to call my wife and it goes straight to voice mail. I grab Loud Girl, toss her in the stroller, and we quickly cross the park and grab 4 fast passes for Star Tours.
After that we mosey over by the empty lake that is being worked on, snap a couple photos, then grab some popcorn and Sprite for breakfast. I’m pretty sure Sprite has vitamin C.
We camp out at the designated meeting point (a fountain near the road that heads down to ToT and RRC).
I finally raise Pooh-head by cell phone on the fourth try and she’s frantically telling me about the long line and how the ride didn’t open on time and how sick she is and that her coffee must have had MSG and so on…
I pretend to listen patiently

then tell her where we’re waiting. Once we regroup we’re able to knock out our usual routine. Muppets, Playground, Star Tours, then lunch at Rosie’s All American.
Getting in line for Rosie’s All American (Quick Food Stand near ToT and RRC), I have the full intention of ordering a salad or a grilled chicken sandwich.
Nope! Denied! Rosie’s has no grilled chicken (deep fried only) and the salad is a little $2 job that would take 14 to fill me up.
The only options are burgers, chicken strips, Veggie Burger (not gunna happen) and cream of mushroom soup.
I get Pooh & I each a cheeseburger w/ fries, Moan Boy the chicken strips, and Loud Girl the Mac-n-Cheese with grapes and applesauce! Yaa Hoo! Loud Girl may actually survive with her healthy eating! Actually, I ended up eating one of her grapes and wouldn’t you know it, I was cured!

My eye quit twitching and my hair no longer hurt so ordering a beer was the natural way to celebrate.
After lunch we were done with MGM. It’s our least favorite park as it seems so
un-Disney like. We head back to our hotel, change into our bathing suits, then hit the pool area of our resort.
Rinse and Repeat the
Rabid Duck sequence (minus the duck).
Afterwards, we rested and cleaned up for dinner. Once again, it was time to head back to DTD and partake in some delicious Disney dining. Hopefully, we’ll have no problem getting seated. Since we don’t have Priority Seating arrangements already made, we’re going to go early and cross our fingers. We’ve already done Raglan Road and MSG almost killed poor Pooh-head so we’ll have to visit a different restaurant. Hopefully, it will be a good one.
Next Up:
Lego’s & Sausage (there seems to be a theme developing here)
