Lessons learned from Disney:
Feb. 24th, 2008 | 09:47 am
1. Disney is always improved when entered, prearmed with a trip to Starbucks, even if said Starbucks utterly failed us by not having a single orange mocha available on its premises. I accused the store of violating its Starbucks license and conspiring against those of us with a desperate need for orange mochas, and they countered by accusing me of inspiring them with a desperate need for orange mochas. It was all quite accusatory.
2. I am sorry to have to inform you all via a public medium of this sort that![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif)
chattycatsmeow cheated in the Buzz Lightyear Space Ranger ride. (For those that have not been to Disney, this is the ride where you get to shoot at the animatronics instead of having them sing at you. Quite therapeutic.) Yes, cheated, which means that our first scores, garnered during the cheating, do not count, and I don't have to tell you about the second set of scores.
3. That much drama will require the administration of some warm spiced wine (for me) and ice wine (forchattycatsmeow). You understand.
4. Later, I was accused of inspiring her to acts of wildness. Wildness, she told me. That's right, people: apparently I can, merely by sipping warm spiced wine, inspire a Stargate fanfic writer to -- wait for it -- get a henna tattoo. Fear my power.
5. Not Disney related at all, but just a general note: one of life's small pleasures: sipping vanilla tea while watching a flock of ibises fly over a lake. Even if said lake is now surrounded by condos. The birds are sneaking in.
2. I am sorry to have to inform you all via a public medium of this sort that
chattycatsmeow cheated in the Buzz Lightyear Space Ranger ride. (For those that have not been to Disney, this is the ride where you get to shoot at the animatronics instead of having them sing at you. Quite therapeutic.) Yes, cheated, which means that our first scores, garnered during the cheating, do not count, and I don't have to tell you about the second set of scores. 3. That much drama will require the administration of some warm spiced wine (for me) and ice wine (for
chattycatsmeow). You understand.4. Later, I was accused of inspiring her to acts of wildness. Wildness, she told me. That's right, people: apparently I can, merely by sipping warm spiced wine, inspire a Stargate fanfic writer to -- wait for it -- get a henna tattoo. Fear my power.
5. Not Disney related at all, but just a general note: one of life's small pleasures: sipping vanilla tea while watching a flock of ibises fly over a lake. Even if said lake is now surrounded by condos. The birds are sneaking in.