The Godfather in 2 minutes

Good stuff.

Was the USS Danger Mouse already taken?

So, it appears the Navy announced three new submarines...

http://www.dailypress.com/business/dp-biz_subs_0131jan31,0,3128429.story?track=rss

The Missouri, the California, and the Mississippi.

Great.

So it appears my petitions to name a boat the USS Bring Back Quantum Leap and Max Headroom To the NBC Evening Line-Up continue to go completely ignored.

Ramblings from the S.S. Tempurpedic

Geez, I really hope this blog isn't deteriorating into a running update on my internet status... I can't think of much more boring... I swear I'm going to get to something interesting towards the end, I just have to mentally sort of work up to it...anyway I finally had to give in today and get set up with cable internet access in my apartment. Not going to stay what company it is, because I know (onaccounta it's kinda what I do for a living) that companies sweep blogs looking for mentions of their name. Let's just say the greedy bastards rhyme with Schmomcast! ;-)

One of the things that was stopping me was the regular cost, about $60 a month. I signed a promotional rate of $26 or so that lasts for six months... so I guess this entry is also a reminder to myself to cancel 6 months from this date!

I had to go and visit the Arepa Fairy today. I went over to the South Beach Art Deco Festival... I could say it was to just generally look around and see if I wanted to pick up anything for future decorating needs, or to enjoy a nice day out in Miami, but honestly I just go for the fair food. Hey, walking 10 blocks and back burns off a fried arepa, right? Oh umm and a chocolate dipped banana on a stick. There is one exhibit I like seeing, old ads from magazines and postcards and such, old Coke ads and baseball players hawking cigarettes and whatnot. I didn't see anything worth getting there. I did buy a little elephant made from a Coke can, cute lil' fella.

Then there's the subject I've been kind of avoiding... partially because I'm still not really sure how I want to discuss this... we lost a friend this week. In a way that might be best described as being... confusing. I don't suppose someone passing is necessarily always SUPPOSED to "answer any questions", but this is different. When my dad passed a couple of years back, there was time to prepare. Of the few people who actually read these things, nearly everyone will already know what I'm talking about. Otherwise, maybe you can piece it together by my ramblings. Some of us guys got together last night to try to go through it all a bit, and also just to get out. The way guys do --- which is to say with more than a little libations.

Well then. So this blog does get into things besides where I'm connecting from, or wondering aloud where one goes to buy Franken Berry cereal these days, or why Foreigner songs sound like they were written by an 8 year old.

Please please PLEASE don't throw me in de briar patch!!!

So, seems my options are pay 60 bucks a month for Internet access, or come sit out by the water and look at downtown while I work in the nice soft breeze.

That's fine, ya know, so long as it's not, umm, raining. Then I'm stuck with just the Wii. Which, by the way, I'm now completely ignoring the little thing that tells you how long you've been playing games for. I think soon a little helpful signal is going to chime up and say "Go the F--- outside, kid. And don't take your laptop."

Some sort of record

I guess this means I've been blogging for three years. Wheee! That puts me ahead of, oh, about 10 million blogs or so, including lots of big corporations. You just know that somewhere out there, a bubble wrap manufacturer thought the world wanted to hear the musings and philosophies of the assistant VP of operations on the dinner menu at BubbCON 2007.

Was tough watching the FSU game last night... by all logical standards, Nole fans should be happy to have finished like we did... figure 30+ players didn't make the trip (mostly because of that whole pesky "not cheating" thing). The game started with an ugly flubbed punt (that actually involved all the frontline players anyway), and an opponent FSU probably wouldn't have been given a chance against even if they HAD been full strength... to take it down to the last play of the game IS respectable. And that's with being on the goal line once and coming away without any points...

Still... hard to argue with the immortal and oft-replayed words of Herm Edwards, then Jets coach when asked whether he would throw an end of the year game to get a better draft pick. "You play to WIN THE GAME!"

As such, losing does in fact still suck. And "moral victories" aren't any better English than "it is what it is."

in other news

So, I heard that Michigan finally got their new football head coach, and it's someone they think will really help with experience luring high school athletes. Yeah, apparently they're giving the job to Jamie-Lynn Spears.


Or maybe I shouldn't try reading the news from USA Today over a guy's shoulder in the airport.

Travelin' Uncle Matt goes to...

http://johnspartan.blogspot.com/2007/01/laptop-thing-aka-my-own-personal.html

back to the scene of the crime. I'm going to DC for business... actually a client is flying me up and putting me in a hotel pretty much just to take me to lunch. I'm so sexy.

PS since I never concluded that other story --- let's just say that when you have the time you got a cab, the location you got it, the address it dropped you off at, the cab number and the driver's license #, lost possessions sometimes have a tendency to "appear at lost and found". No thanks to the freaking DC po-po, or the cab company, or the cab authority...

Meanwhile I'm STILL getting headaches from the fact that I reported the checks stolen and then told the bank I got them back. Ugh.

Anyway, this trip should be nice. Up and back, I return tomorrow night. And then a Christmas party Friday and a Christmas party Saturday (one of THREE we were invited to... not only am I sexy and 29 I'm a social freaking butterfly 8-))

Can't actually blame TLMS for the fact I haven't been posting much... blame the mystery neighbor who is no longer donating wireless service to me. Fascists!

technicalities

Got caught at a Christmas party on what some might see as a small yet critical detail... for reasons I still can't particularly articulate, though if nothing else at least now I have a new story for people who are bored of "Alabama Girl".

Very nice event, at a lovely home on the water, hosted by family friends from back before my days anyway... and I somehow introduced TLMS as "My wif.... errr girlfriend, Sarah".

I can't think of anything better then that's how I've heard people presented at parties over the years... though that doesn't even make sense to me and I said it!

Helpful advice from Carrie, as per usual... the guidance to "don't screw this up." Always a good idea.


Happy 29th birthday Katie Holmes!

In retrospect, maybe "1-800-HEY-BUSH" wasn't the best super-secret phone number...

http://abcnews.go.com/Politics/story?id=3973925&page=1

Seems a 16 year old kid in Iceland (may have) called the private unlisted number of the White House to invite W. to come over and play reindeer games.

Hell, if Ellen can get him, I don't see why Gunther the dialin' Iceberg can't.

The Rudy Thing

Among my friends and also in the conservative media, I've heard a lot of people try to make the case for Rudy Giuliani, esp. when it comes to his credentials as a "true conservative".

It seems the conversation generally goes something like this.

"Well, sure he's got a record and tradition of being pro-choice, but he'll change when he's president instead of mayor!"

"Well, sure he has a different position on homosexuality from a lot of the party, but that won't come up when he's president."

"Well, sure he's not strong on gun control, but he's said he'll be different as president."

Well, why should we vote for him, then?"

"Why, because of everything he's done as mayor, of course!"


Hmmm...

There's the whole "he can beat Hillary" thing... and despite the media's desperate desire for a horse race in the lefty scuffle I still say I wouldn't bet against her with money I'd found. And Rudy vs. Hillary doesn't poll considerably better than the other leading candidates on the right against her.

Now, if you want to get into a really nuanced argument, and start looking at states like New Jersey as being possible swings, okay. But I'm not even convinced that those that might vote for Rudy as the GOP candidate outnumber those who would be less than enthused by him being the head of the ticket and stay home.

how exactly do you raise awareness on something everybody already knew?

http://www.scrappleface.com/?p=2793

More kudos to Al Gore for raising awareness on the delicate nature of the environment, his revelation from the last year that got him a Nobel Peace (PEACE?) Prize and an Oscar and an island in the South Pacific and a free date with Carrie Underwood...

So nice of him to draw attention to this issue that has never been raised before.

Except, ya know, his own book Earth in the Balance 15 years ago before his two terms as Vice President of the United States, Time Magazine naming Earth as the endangered planet man of the year 20 years ago, 35+ years of Boo Production Yay Earth Day hippie festivals...

I can make it there... but why would I want to?

Was asked the other day with incredulity (incredulity is a 10 cent woid) why I don't move to New York City and take an offer there.

Offhand, ummm... one good reason is that this is the view from my apartment building.








Another is that it's 74 degrees out with a 13 mph wind right now.

Being 28 and having to have someone explain to you what the phrase "Wintry Mix" means isn't necessarily a bad thing.

Helps that it's 10 minutes to the office, and I'm NOT paying unreal rent for my place that would be "big" by any NYC standards.

more random thoughts

Couple of things that have bouncing around in my noggin that I find randomly amusing... not enough for whole blogs but just some "how bout that airline food" style observations.

- That segment of Jeopardy when Trebek talks with the contestants about some interesting little vignette from their lives... years now, I don't think I've ever heard anyone actually having ever done anything interesting, ever. I may not know a lot of the works of 18th century French painters, but you can damn well be sure that if I had a mic in my face on national television, my most interesting story would not be "I ate four straight sandwiches once. Yeah, when I was a kid, I was really hungry. They weren't the same kind though, they were different."

- The best part about Vinny Testaverde starting again in the NFL is that it's great to see one more guy in the league who was in Tecmo Super Bowl. I hope he holds that fact in proper admiration.

- Ron Paul fans are strange. This coming from a confessed semi-Libertarian... that's a damned odd bunch. Honestly the whole lot of them should probably be checked or made to pee in a cup or some such thing.

- I hope Edwina never becomes a normal-sounding name.

- They should have a new legal standard that says you can't file suit if you're freaking stupid. If you see a TV commercial where a car skids around snow and ice and slides effortlessly into a parking lot, and your mortal coil is SAVED by a little line across the bottom that says "Professional Driver, do not attempt"... if THAT's what causes you to set the keys back down and not try to tow an elephant up Mount Kilimanjaro, you're honestly probably best not left unsupervised to begin with and will surely find some other way to hurt yourself. Hopefully not too many others have to pay for your ignorance.

- I could sit down right now and spend 3 hours playing the original Legend of Zelda and not think twice about it. I have to wonder if 20 years from now, people will say how re-playable anything on store shelves today would be.

- Lists of mini-rants are "hella-lame".

pinko anti-smokers

Sort of a random entry... but then hey it is a vanity blog.

Have you been watching TV lately (and by lately I mean in the last decade or so) and seen an anti-smoking commercial come on?

Well no, really, you pretty much haven't. Here's why.

The commercials don't really focus on "cigarette smoking stands a good chance of crapping out your health."

Instead, we get year after year, hour after hour of "Tobacco companies are a bunch of lying bitches! They're really, really evil companies."

What would be the process of berating the public repeatedly to try and convince them that tobacco companies are sinners? Could it be a coincidence that lawsuits against these companies have yielded like bashing a pinata?

Bothered me in some of the elections I worked in, I'd hear "oh we're going to use the tobacco settlement money to build new schools"... "Elect me and the tobacco settlement money will pay so that every stoplight has red, yellow, and a green light that not only flashes but yells FREAKING GOOOOOOOOO!" (actually I rather like that last idea). Gee I thought the tobacco settlement money was supposed to recoup state government accrued HEALTH CARE costs.

Besides, so long as huge taxes are on cigarettes... taxes that pay for all sorts of pet social causes... they don't REEEALLY want you to stop smoking. They just want to have their "bad guy".

Besides, it's all capitalism. I don't recall hearing in all of these Truth Meanie McAssalots! commercials ever suggesting that the companies tied people down and forced them to el puffo against their will.

Try some Chewlies Gum instead.

Starring Faye Dunaway and Burt Reynolds

I think in the 70s they should have just made one movie called "Kung Fu Black Indian Disco Trucker Cop" and gotten the whole fad over with.

A night with Bambi

After 11 and I'm just getting up... two long days in NYC working and flew back later than I expected.

One of those days where I go to bed, and wake up, and when I get out of bed I stumble around like a baby deer learning how to walk!

Going to a seafood festival today with TLMS, and then to watch FSU - Bama. Should be a good day :)

Our Lady Of the Blessed Weinke

Had a great weekend last week, always nice when something you've been looking forward to for about 4 months actually ends up going very nicely.

Somehow and for some reason, TLMS agreed to travel with me to Tallahassee. The occasion was really twofold --- go to a home FSU game and visit with my best friend in recognition of 10 years (!) since we first met and became fast friends. That and a chance to run around all my old haunts, threefold (our chief weapon is fear, fear and surprise...)

10 years ago... hmm... I was a lot thinner, a bit more starry-eyed, and convinced I was headed for a career in politics. But I'm not going to head down that introspective path this time around, gonna stick with this week's trip.

Was more than a little bit nervous about spending the second straight weekend that would consist of three full days with the main squeeze. But I knew this would be a blast.

Was a bit funny, variations on a theme...
Friday:
"Oh look, a Bible Education Center, see I bet you'd like working there."
"We're not moving here."

Saturday: "See these houses out here? They cost about the same as your condo."
"Yeah, ummm, see we're NOT moving."

Sunday: "What should we do this afternoon?"
"I dunno, go see a real estate agent?"
"We're NOT moving here."

I do have to give TLMS credit for (at least) one irrefutable point though --- one that I have to hold up like a marble and admire from all sides... which basically was along the lines of "Who would want to move to a college town when they're not even a fan of that school?"

Still, we had fun. Carrie's littlun was amazingly well-behaved when you consider that "gameday" basically meant being oat and aboat on her best behavior for about 6 hours and well past her bedtime. There was another little Nolita there so that helped.

What might have been the most memorable experience from the weekend though, and the one referenced in the title of the post (sorry it took so long for me to get to this point) was that we went to a unique sort of church service on Sunday. It was actually my idea to go to one while we were in town, I thought it'd be a nice touch and we had time... plus I guess subconsciously I thought it would make the idea of spending a weekend up there more palatable!

This is a new church community, I think they said about 5 years old, that is still raising funds to build a church in "downtown" (hah!) Tallahassee. Meanwhile, they're meeting in the Tallahassee Little Theatre, which is about exactly what you'd figure a community theater would look like. It wasn't surreal enough to see a church service not in a church though --- I mean say what you want about today's churches but I'm used to seeing things on a stage as being admittedly fiction!!

No, add to that the stage was still decorated for whatever little show they happened to be doing now. Very weird to get The Word from a typical 1940s house community stage set. I half-expected to see a marquee out front with "10 AM Seek and Ye Shall Find... 1 PM Waiting for Godot"

Also memorable was something I'll likely never find in another town. Wisdom imparted with metaphors and stories in the sermon using as illustration what else? The Seminoles, of course. I've always said I need sermons to relate things to points of reference I can understand and identify with --- well, any service where I hear an appreciation in times of adversity being compared to the 1993 FSU - Gator game and get a virtual play-by-play of Charlie Ward to Warrick Dunn as a way to clear up the Gospel, well...

You know the old teaching movie cliche where the HS teacher gets the kids to behave in class by relating classic literature to their own problems? (Weee Hamlet's mom is a whore and a bunch of people die!) Well, comparing the saturday afternoon tradition with Sunday morning tradition does not suck.

I could go be smarter... or prettier...

If you haven't seen this yet (and it's hard not to have seen it if you're active enough on the Internet to be here). Miss Teen USA South Carolina... wow. Not a resounding endorsement of my friends in the South.

Neither is the news that The new state motto of Mississippi is apparently "Home of the FattyfatFatties."

Nice to have some states OTHER than Florida being laughingstocks for a change.

zen and the ancient art of Pac-Man

This is a... "mockumentary" from SNL in the early 80s, about "video game junkies". Pretty funny stuff. Not too far of a cry from those days to the home systems and people who are hooked on Madden and Halo and such.

"when you're doing the donk..."

Like all good satire, it works partially cuz it makes ya uncomfortable... laughing about addiction and abuse.

I think about when someone was asking Mel Brooks about why he so often jokes about Nazis and Hitler, which would seem to most people to be an odd subject for an older Jewish person to be making light of. He made the point that if you can laugh AT someone, if you can make fun of that person despite their complete hatred of you and despite whatever their actions are, you are in a true position of power. In a sense, if you can really laugh at your demons, you are most of the way to conquering them.

Hmmm... I didn't expect this post to be so philosophical, I just wanted to share that video clip. But anyway, there it is.

an important anniversary approaches

August 22, 2007 will mark a very important anniversary... one that commemorates something which has become critical to me and come to take up much of my time...

I am speaking, of course, about the 20th anniversary of the release of the Legend of Zelda for the NES.

I lost HUNDREDS of hours to that game. I still know it enough to be able to sit down in front of it and remember where all the secrets and all the hidden levels are.

And that was BEFORE I went to college and downloaded the emulator onto my PC. Wild crazy college guy that I was.

You think I'm kidding, you haven't heard my ringtone.



Oh, it's also 5 months for me and TheLovelyMissSarah (who may or maynot be herein referred to as TLMS). That too.

I'm cheating on someone...

That'd be me...

I'm starting a new blog for the Miami Seminole Club... check it out from its very creation at http://miaminoles.blogspot.com.

birds of a feather are good for the gander...

You know you have an interesting group of friends when the following statements can be made in an evening, and it doesn't seem odd...

1. "You're a fountain of bullshit."

2. "I think it was Alexis deToqueville who said... nah I'm just kidding."

3. "You don't taste like your usual alcohol."

life, at present, does not suck

Reporting from outside , a sidewalk cafe/bar/italian restaurant in the Brickell area of downtown Miami... piggybacking on a random wireless signal, waiting on my girlfriend to show up so we can have a nice relaxing romantic dinner together. Looking forward to it. And there she just rolled by.

T minus ten minutes to a Peroni :)

Art Bell....

come back!

obligatory july post

Today (well, now yesterday I guess) may prove to be a day of some long-term significance, so I guess this is recording it for posterity.

Tickets booked today to go to Tallahassee and a football game with someone special (who may or may not have storms brewing in her eyes... flight and hotel package, going up for FSU - UAB game which is the start of the season.

Besides gameday it should just generally be good fun. Expected stops on the tour include PoBoys, Bullwinkle's, Poor Paul's, maybe Pockets, maybe BW3 or AJ's... hope to track down my old boss Jerry. Also have to mark 10 years with someone who will probably be one of the first to read this :)

People will meet for the first time... big step. Nothing to be nervous about though --- would rather be there now though and with apologies to Tom Petty, the Waiting is the Hardest Part...

Travelin' Matt goes to...

Traveling Uncle Matt is back in Joisey.

After Thursday (and an unexpected Friday morning) of working, I'm out at my dear sweet brudder's place outside of Trenton. Very nice house, and even if all I get out of the weekend is tonight it's been a nice mini-vacation.

My brother works in the City, and I met him after he was done with work. We took a train out to Jersey, and had a very nice dinner, followed by commemorative "missing man ceremony" of cigars out on the patio, accompanied by a couple of glasses of really potent single malt scotch.

Hey, I don't recall anybody ever saying "Don't drink and blog" ;-)

There's someone out there I miss nearly all the time we're apart. Still, it's nice just to miss someone, so long as they're in your life. She was supposed to come along, but it didn't work out logistically. Might have been just as well, because I wouldn't have been much fun in Nueva York Ciudad, working most of the time I was there.

Nice surprise is that I'm flying back first class from Newark to Miami. Not paying extra or anything, but it'll be good to have a little more room and perhaps an extra beverage or two.

Last thing --- I had lunch at Carnegie Deli... a corned beef hash that could have fed at least four comfortably. Good stuff!

random thoughts... as opposed to?

this one might be even more rambling and incoherent than usual...

* Joe, Jr! One of my good friends is a pop. Odd to think of a college friend entering the world of diapers and having a little dude depend upon you, but anyway there it is. And he'll do a great job. Be interesting to see if he mellows at all from the experience.

* Hershey's Chocolate Flavored Bubble Gum is in fact almost exactly as bad of an idea and as odd-tasting as you probably figure it would be.

* I wonder sometimes what I would have thought of today-me if I could go back and introduce myself to 13-yr-old-me.

* My lease runs out in the end of March.


* Sucks when you finally get around to renting a movie people were talking about six months ago when it actually came out. It's not as if you can artfully steer a conversation to giving your opinions on Casino Royale.

* Lots of people rent furnished apartments. Somehow I found an apartment furnished with really expensive paintings. http://www.artbrokerage.com/site/thumbnail_view.php?artist=169 $15,000 paintings, apparently. Gotta say though, the shit has a very Emperor's New Clothes sort of feel to it --- I'd rather have the money, because I sure as hell don't get it.

* Enough with the sequels, already. Let's get some new ideas in the mix. Open the vault and pull out a few secrets.

* What the hell is LinkedIn, and why do I feel so competitive about it?

* George Harrison could have had a really nice solo career if it weren't for all the Indian sitar garbage. Blow Away and When We Was Fab and All Those Years Ago and a bunch of other songs are actually quite nice.

* There's an alternate ending to Little Shop of Horrors that apparently cost several million dollars to film and completely changes the story. If you haven't seen it, check YouTube. Or don't, and I'm fine with that too.

* A friend of mine has gone Off The Grid. I didn't even know you could still do that these days. Phone number doesn't work anymore, no listed address online, and he hasn't had e-mail in at least two years. Man. I think the only way I could find him would be to try to find the restaurant I think he works at in Jackson, Tennessee. Yeah, ummm, pass.

* Even when I didn't like country music, there was still some I liked. Now I like some more... but only "the fun stuff".

* If you aren't saying anything, how do you know when you're done? Doesn't this seem now like one of those threads that just stops mid-

smacking myself in the face

or "You can never go home again".

This is not, contrary to appearance, going to be about my famous lack of grace and swan-like poetry in motion --- though it would be fitting. Rather, this is the sort of introspective epiphany usually found in these sort of self-indulgent egocentric blogs...

more simply put, here's something I've learned about me...

I had an odd experience this weekend, in essence a chance to go back to who I was. Over the long weekend with The Beautiful One out of town, I was basically back to doing what I have been for the past year or so --- sitting around playing bad video games, occasionally going out late with my friends barhopping or dinner with O Mein Mama. And I realized something...

while that's fun in small doses, and it's a nice, key part of a life, it's not enough. I saw who I was, I lived who I was... and I realized that I was, at best, wasting time and probably more likely bordering on unhappy. It's probably human nature not to ever be able to get true perspective on a situation you're in as solidly as you can in hindsight. I think I knew all along I was pissing life away... but regardless this futility really kind of surprised me.

It's not just that I'm not thrilled with who I was. It's that I wasn't thrilled with it even at the time.

What does it mean when you've come across someone in two blockbuster months that's changed your paradigm so much that even a jaded, stubborn soul openly embraces a new life as being brighter? Hmmm... we'll doubtless discuss more on that in months to come.


Someone very close to me, who is going to read this eventually, is going through a similarly interesting chapter right now. This person is, in a way, going back to the first time to what life was 7 years ago before some little curveballs and one rather big curveball came along... What will make it even more odd is that this person will be back in the same place physically as before the big changes came. But just as life is like toothpaste, refusing to go back in the tube, your environment will never be the same as time marches on.

I'll be interested to walk through this with her... I think she'll learn and grow from this. It won't be easy though. It's well-known separation makes you realize how much you appreciate the one you're missing... I think I'm learning that separation makes you look at yourself too.

trying my hand at parables

I'm sure I'm not the first person to think of this, but anyway I've been thinking about this a lot lately...

A physics teacher has two particular students in his class he's keeping an eye on to see if they can pass his class.

He's interested in keeping the classroom orderly so he can impart the subject material to the kids... physics is complicated stuff, but if they'll listen he can get it through to them.

"Alright you two, you're going to listen to me because I'm in charge in this class. Everything I tell you is going to be true, because in this classroom I am it. If you act up, you're going to detention. If you realize who the big cheese in this room is, you might just pass this here class with flying colors." The teacher goes on over the next several weeks to explain torque, how to calculate for a drag coefficient, and other complex physics notions.

He tries his best to use language and terms the kids understand, but being heavy material they still pester him with questions... "but why is this? why can't it be easier? Why do I have to learn this?" Sometimes he tries to explain it, but often he resorts to "that's just how it works" and perhaps even the occasional "just trust me, I know." He occasionally reminds them that he's the one with all the answers.

It's the day before the final exam, and the teacher asks the students what sorts of questions they expect to see on the final.

One says "I figure it will be applying the various physics lessons that you tried to impart to us. I don't pretend to have gotten it all, but I have been trying all year long and I think the exam will show I'm trying to understand."

The second one says "I think the exam will be asking us who's in charge. And you're in charge! You have the information, and you're running the show!"

The question: Who do you think will pass the test?

The better question: What's on The Big Test? And with our religion class, are we to focus on the Teacher, or on the lectures?

Travelin' Uncle Bop Goes to...

Greetings from Disney World!

First time I've been here since college days, we made the stop from FSU a couple of times in easier days. Plans are to make it back here with someone special someday soon.

The "real" reason I'm here is that we're taking my 8 yr old nephew around as a belated birthday present.

Last night was the Pirates Dinner Adventure. Who would have guessed, a Pirate dinner show in Orlando would be cheeky and campy! Will wonders never cease.

Of course, it's always nice to have an excuse to get around the parks and pssst I'm gonna have a leeettle fun too.

Plus I've been having recurring dreams about being at EPCOT and not getting to go on the Figment ride for some reason... maybe destiny calleth me to him...

Imaaaaaaginaaaaation.