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Oh, yes. Because I foolishly allowed my mother to pack for me (out of laziness, busy-ness, exhaustion and apathy), I am stuck here with quite a few clothes that are virtually unwearable outside of the confines of this hotel room. Consequently, today I had to wear an old Bruce-McCulloch-as-Grivo-from-"Brain Candy"-tee-shirt that I have formerly worn while engaging in such activities as cleaning out refrigerators. I fully expected that anyone I might meet in the Vacation Kingdom would gloss over it, assuming it was a real rock-show tee shirt picturing an obscure musician. Imagine my surprise when Erica and I today encountered, in a strangely depressing movie memorabilia store in Disney-MGM Studios heavily stocked with old dresses once worn by soap-opera stars, a pleasant middle-aged man with a Disney Cast Member Nametag who pointed at my tee shirt and exclaimed, "Hey, I remember them! I loved their show! I pinch your head, I pinch your head! I used to do that all the time-- I pinch your head!-- but the wife didn't like it. You know who I remember? The bar guy."

I stared at him for a brief, almost rude second-- shock and social awkardness taking the place of coherent thought-- and then mumbled, "Oh, they're great! Buddy Cole, yep! I love him!" I then pretended to be intently interested in a glass case containing a skirt once worn by someone on "Guiding Light".

Some days it's dark.

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