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Saturday, January 25, 2003
Also: my New York State I.D. card has arrived. I look a little melancholy in the picture. And: school starts Monday.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:28 PM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:28 PM | shower me with attention
Jiggety jog.
Saw Chicago today. Gere and Zeta-Jones surprisingly good. Zellweger mostly inoffensive. Reilly and Latifah spectacular.
Delta terminal at JFK makes me incredibly irritable. It was designed by a team of drooling assholes.
Computer screen remains unimproved. Did I say I was getting a digital camera next? Ha ha ha. I'm saving all my pennies to get this screen replaced. One day. In the very distant future. Motherfucking computer is all but unusable now. If I wasn't such a good typist it would be unusable.
It's sad to come home to no kitties. I miss my Rosie. I miss my Lily.
Al Hirschfeld died? Aw, man. Now my dream of being caricatured by him will never be realized. (I didn't know I had the dream until a minute ago when my mother told me he'd died. Funny, that.)
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:16 PM | shower me with attention
Saw Chicago today. Gere and Zeta-Jones surprisingly good. Zellweger mostly inoffensive. Reilly and Latifah spectacular.
Delta terminal at JFK makes me incredibly irritable. It was designed by a team of drooling assholes.
Computer screen remains unimproved. Did I say I was getting a digital camera next? Ha ha ha. I'm saving all my pennies to get this screen replaced. One day. In the very distant future. Motherfucking computer is all but unusable now. If I wasn't such a good typist it would be unusable.
It's sad to come home to no kitties. I miss my Rosie. I miss my Lily.
Al Hirschfeld died? Aw, man. Now my dream of being caricatured by him will never be realized. (I didn't know I had the dream until a minute ago when my mother told me he'd died. Funny, that.)
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:16 PM | shower me with attention
Plane leaves at 7:45 pm. Cab will be here at 4:30. Does that seem insanely early to anyone else?
Hopefully, we'll have time to catch a movie at Downtown Disney. Kirsten, for some reason, wants to see Treasure Planet. I do not; it's the first full-length animated Disney feature in memory that I've had no interest in seeing. It just looks. So stupid. And with this sentiment I completely put to rest the little girl who once had dreams of becoming a Disney animator. Good night, sweet princess...
As for me, I'm voting for Chicago. A musical, with John C. Reilly and Queen Latifah? What's not to like? (Well, Richard Gere and Renee Zellweger, but other than that, what's not to like?) Although there are a lot of movies out right now that I wouldn't mind seeing. (A rare occurrence, yes?) I could go for Catch Me if You Can, another round of The Two Towers, even About Schmidt looks interesting.
This was an interesting vacation. Trip number 23, and we've finally distilled the experience down to its essence. Stuck to the basics: since it was just our family, we didn't have to do anything for anyone else's benefit, and went straight to the old favourites (Bam! Haunted Mansion! Bam! Spaceship Earth! Bam! Peter Pan! Bam! Muppetvision 3D! Bam! Ellen's Energy Adventure! Bam! Space Mountain! etc), skipping things that we didn't think needed particular doing on this trip. I noticed that this was different because, in the past, there was always a mad, frenzied dash to ride EVERYTHING, "just in case" it would be the last time. Now that trips here have become so commonplace that if I have to skip The Country Bear Jamboree this time, no big deal; I'll be back in August to give Big Al a visit. So we hit the favourites: just half a day at MGM, and the rest of the time at EPCOT and Magic Kingdom. Skipped Animal Kingdom this trip; I'll go next time. There are only two things there I'm interested in: the Dave ride (not a ride) and the Dinosaur ride (or, if you like, the Wally ride.) And although I hate to skip a visit with Flik, I don't want to overvisit; it robs things of their magic if I start to get bored with them.
So, I think the next time I come here, it has to be with people who've never been, or haven't been in a long time. The REAL dream is to come here with a small child, but I don't know anyone with a small child well enough to be able to kidnap that child for a week in Disney World. So, therefore, someone is going to have to have a baby, please. I put myself out of the running until I graduate college and have a career (or something) in motion. Someone else has to have a baby that I can take to Disney World. Get on it.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:36 AM | shower me with attention
Hopefully, we'll have time to catch a movie at Downtown Disney. Kirsten, for some reason, wants to see Treasure Planet. I do not; it's the first full-length animated Disney feature in memory that I've had no interest in seeing. It just looks. So stupid. And with this sentiment I completely put to rest the little girl who once had dreams of becoming a Disney animator. Good night, sweet princess...
As for me, I'm voting for Chicago. A musical, with John C. Reilly and Queen Latifah? What's not to like? (Well, Richard Gere and Renee Zellweger, but other than that, what's not to like?) Although there are a lot of movies out right now that I wouldn't mind seeing. (A rare occurrence, yes?) I could go for Catch Me if You Can, another round of The Two Towers, even About Schmidt looks interesting.
This was an interesting vacation. Trip number 23, and we've finally distilled the experience down to its essence. Stuck to the basics: since it was just our family, we didn't have to do anything for anyone else's benefit, and went straight to the old favourites (Bam! Haunted Mansion! Bam! Spaceship Earth! Bam! Peter Pan! Bam! Muppetvision 3D! Bam! Ellen's Energy Adventure! Bam! Space Mountain! etc), skipping things that we didn't think needed particular doing on this trip. I noticed that this was different because, in the past, there was always a mad, frenzied dash to ride EVERYTHING, "just in case" it would be the last time. Now that trips here have become so commonplace that if I have to skip The Country Bear Jamboree this time, no big deal; I'll be back in August to give Big Al a visit. So we hit the favourites: just half a day at MGM, and the rest of the time at EPCOT and Magic Kingdom. Skipped Animal Kingdom this trip; I'll go next time. There are only two things there I'm interested in: the Dave ride (not a ride) and the Dinosaur ride (or, if you like, the Wally ride.) And although I hate to skip a visit with Flik, I don't want to overvisit; it robs things of their magic if I start to get bored with them.
So, I think the next time I come here, it has to be with people who've never been, or haven't been in a long time. The REAL dream is to come here with a small child, but I don't know anyone with a small child well enough to be able to kidnap that child for a week in Disney World. So, therefore, someone is going to have to have a baby, please. I put myself out of the running until I graduate college and have a career (or something) in motion. Someone else has to have a baby that I can take to Disney World. Get on it.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:36 AM | shower me with attention
Friday, January 24, 2003
Oh, oh, oh. Stepped off boat from Contemporary to Wilderness Lodge (where we are staying) after dinner tonight just as the Electric Water Parade was starting. Once again, perfect timing. Heard the music more clearly this time, and one of the themes was a tune from Pete's Dragon. I consider any reference to Pete's Dragon an omen of good fortune, as it is my very favourite Disney movie, my second favourite movie of all time, and severely underrepresented here. Extra points if the reference isn't "Candle on the Water" (which this wasn't.)
I have been noticing lanterns a lot lately. (Disney does good lanterns. My father pointed this out; he's got a thing for lanterns.) Next time I come, I am going to take a picture of every lantern I see. Perhaps a lantern gallery will be made.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:23 PM | shower me with attention
I have been noticing lanterns a lot lately. (Disney does good lanterns. My father pointed this out; he's got a thing for lanterns.) Next time I come, I am going to take a picture of every lantern I see. Perhaps a lantern gallery will be made.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:23 PM | shower me with attention
Good day. Cold. Saw baby ducks in the morning swimming in the sunshine, and grown-up ducks in the evening, warming themselves in the hottub at the Contemporary. Smart ducks. The rest of us froze our buttocks off.
K and I arose after noon and met parents in Magic Kingdom so I could ride Snow White with Dad. I can't ride Snow White unless Dad is there because he has, historically, always protected me from the Witch. (There was a time when I was truly frightened of her; these days I try and summon up a nostalgiac bit of terror when possible. It enhances my experience.) When we met the parents in the Columbia Harbor House (my first time in that particular establishment), my father had a bright red lipstick kiss on his big, round forehead; apparently, he had had an earlier encounter with one Miss Snow White, who noticed his lapel pin of the Wicked Witch and asked him whether or not he was aware that said Witch was, in fact, evil. My father replied that he was, indeed, aware, but that out of all the Disney movies, Snow White and the Seven Dwarves was his very favorite. At which point, Miss White grasped him by the ears as she once did to Mr Dopey, turned his head down and kissed his shiny pate. What a sweet girl. I always liked that Snow White.
K and I then adjourned to EPCOT, where we got in one more round on Spaceship Earth and checked out Living with the Land, which neither of us had been on in years. Pleased to report that it is a pleasant experience, unchanged from our youth except for the omission of the song, which was kind of a silly little song, anyway. Shared a cup of vegetable soup and called to check up on Gina, who likes to wait until I am out of town before suffering any major ailments. Rejoined mom for dinner at O'Hana's at Polynesian. Had a tropical drink. Got giggly. Mum is an excellent drinking buddy. She allowed us to stick our umbrellas in her hair.
Realized today that in all of EPCOT, the only ride that remains entirely unchanged in all the 20 years we've been visiting is El Rio Del Tiempo in the Mexican pavilion. That one remains a deliciously outdated ode to the early 80's, complete with politically incorrect Mexican vendors trying to follow you out of the ride (via videoscreen) to sell you tchachkas.
We go home tomorrow.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:06 PM | shower me with attention
K and I arose after noon and met parents in Magic Kingdom so I could ride Snow White with Dad. I can't ride Snow White unless Dad is there because he has, historically, always protected me from the Witch. (There was a time when I was truly frightened of her; these days I try and summon up a nostalgiac bit of terror when possible. It enhances my experience.) When we met the parents in the Columbia Harbor House (my first time in that particular establishment), my father had a bright red lipstick kiss on his big, round forehead; apparently, he had had an earlier encounter with one Miss Snow White, who noticed his lapel pin of the Wicked Witch and asked him whether or not he was aware that said Witch was, in fact, evil. My father replied that he was, indeed, aware, but that out of all the Disney movies, Snow White and the Seven Dwarves was his very favorite. At which point, Miss White grasped him by the ears as she once did to Mr Dopey, turned his head down and kissed his shiny pate. What a sweet girl. I always liked that Snow White.
K and I then adjourned to EPCOT, where we got in one more round on Spaceship Earth and checked out Living with the Land, which neither of us had been on in years. Pleased to report that it is a pleasant experience, unchanged from our youth except for the omission of the song, which was kind of a silly little song, anyway. Shared a cup of vegetable soup and called to check up on Gina, who likes to wait until I am out of town before suffering any major ailments. Rejoined mom for dinner at O'Hana's at Polynesian. Had a tropical drink. Got giggly. Mum is an excellent drinking buddy. She allowed us to stick our umbrellas in her hair.
Realized today that in all of EPCOT, the only ride that remains entirely unchanged in all the 20 years we've been visiting is El Rio Del Tiempo in the Mexican pavilion. That one remains a deliciously outdated ode to the early 80's, complete with politically incorrect Mexican vendors trying to follow you out of the ride (via videoscreen) to sell you tchachkas.
We go home tomorrow.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:06 PM | shower me with attention
Thursday, January 23, 2003
Almost forgot: finally rode Test Track at EPCOT. What a pile of suck. Except for the brief outdoor bit near the end, which was good and fast.
And it's not that I was comparing it to World of Motion. Apples and oranges. I believe that things should be judged on their own merit, not what came before. (Except for Journey Into Imagination, which purports to be the same thing, but "improved". Fuck that.) For example, I would never try and compare the Pooh ride with Mr Toad. I loved Mr Toad, I miss Mr Toad, but I think Pooh is excellent. I actually enjoyed Dreamflight, but Buzz Lightyear is ever so much better. And some changes, like taking the "ride" out of The Living Seas, make sense. But replacing 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea with a Little Mermaid Meet-n-Greet is just the stupidest thing I've ever seen. I realize these aren't new changes, but still. I mourn.
Oh, and: Aunt Polly's only serves ice cream now. I think that's one of the signs of a coming apocalypse: a pickle-free Aunt Polly's.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:32 PM | shower me with attention
And it's not that I was comparing it to World of Motion. Apples and oranges. I believe that things should be judged on their own merit, not what came before. (Except for Journey Into Imagination, which purports to be the same thing, but "improved". Fuck that.) For example, I would never try and compare the Pooh ride with Mr Toad. I loved Mr Toad, I miss Mr Toad, but I think Pooh is excellent. I actually enjoyed Dreamflight, but Buzz Lightyear is ever so much better. And some changes, like taking the "ride" out of The Living Seas, make sense. But replacing 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea with a Little Mermaid Meet-n-Greet is just the stupidest thing I've ever seen. I realize these aren't new changes, but still. I mourn.
Oh, and: Aunt Polly's only serves ice cream now. I think that's one of the signs of a coming apocalypse: a pickle-free Aunt Polly's.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:32 PM | shower me with attention
It's 35 degrees in Florida and they're closing schools tomorrow!
Tante Joan is laughing her ass off because my mom called and bragged that it was 75 here the other day, and TJ was at home enjoying 5-degree weather. She laugh now.
Coldest day in my personal Disney World history. (WAS dressed appropriately, but not appropriately enough. Didn't think to pack gloves and scarf!) Got on indoor lines to stay warm. Inside Space Mountain, blessing its relative heat, noticed girl who played Evian in the movie Superstar playing a character in the Space Mt. line-up pre-show. Kept repeating, "Superstar, you super-suck!" and laughing to myself.
Did Alien Encounter just to keep warm. Weird to see Jeffrey Jones now. Sad that it's weird.
Dinner at California Grill. Finding self less and less enchanted with pyrotechnic displays as week wears on, as per usual.
We're at Wilderness Lodge for last two nights of trip. View isn't as good, but decor is better.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:14 PM | shower me with attention
Tante Joan is laughing her ass off because my mom called and bragged that it was 75 here the other day, and TJ was at home enjoying 5-degree weather. She laugh now.
Coldest day in my personal Disney World history. (WAS dressed appropriately, but not appropriately enough. Didn't think to pack gloves and scarf!) Got on indoor lines to stay warm. Inside Space Mountain, blessing its relative heat, noticed girl who played Evian in the movie Superstar playing a character in the Space Mt. line-up pre-show. Kept repeating, "Superstar, you super-suck!" and laughing to myself.
Did Alien Encounter just to keep warm. Weird to see Jeffrey Jones now. Sad that it's weird.
Dinner at California Grill. Finding self less and less enchanted with pyrotechnic displays as week wears on, as per usual.
We're at Wilderness Lodge for last two nights of trip. View isn't as good, but decor is better.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:14 PM | shower me with attention
Wednesday, January 22, 2003
Rode Liberty Belle for first time ever, and Cinderella's Carousel for first time in years. Kept spotting things that would've made great photos; when I get home, I'm getting that digital camera after next paycheck.
Dinner at Citrico's, new restaurant in Grand Floridian, with sis and mom. Exquisite duck. Fireworks outside window. After sips of Kirsten's Bellini, we dissolved all three into giggles and ranked the stars of Lord of the Rings in order of sexiness. (Aragorn first for all three of us.) Then ranked Disney princes (Beast-as-Human topped all lists), Kids in the Hall (I am the only one who finds Dave Foley sexy?) and Monty Python (surprising discovery: Mom doesn't find Michael Palin attractive. What's wrong with her?)
Accidental delight, Electric Water Parade on Seven Seas Lagoon on post-dinner monoral ride.
Tomorrow: further adventures in the Magic Kingdom. (Luckily, I, myself, am feeling neither down nor out at the moment.)
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:36 PM | shower me with attention
Dinner at Citrico's, new restaurant in Grand Floridian, with sis and mom. Exquisite duck. Fireworks outside window. After sips of Kirsten's Bellini, we dissolved all three into giggles and ranked the stars of Lord of the Rings in order of sexiness. (Aragorn first for all three of us.) Then ranked Disney princes (Beast-as-Human topped all lists), Kids in the Hall (I am the only one who finds Dave Foley sexy?) and Monty Python (surprising discovery: Mom doesn't find Michael Palin attractive. What's wrong with her?)
Accidental delight, Electric Water Parade on Seven Seas Lagoon on post-dinner monoral ride.
Tomorrow: further adventures in the Magic Kingdom. (Luckily, I, myself, am feeling neither down nor out at the moment.)
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:36 PM | shower me with attention
I needed to sleep in today. But now I'm ready, and there's still makeup going on.
Last night we had dinner at Akershus. I talked about Linn the whole time, even though she is most definitely NOT Norwegian. Kirsten gorged on disgusting brown Norwegian cheese.
Now, finally, the makeup is on! We go.
Happily: we've avoided eating a single meal in a restaurant with our father. Happily, too: I've stayed on my low-carb (no sugar, no starch) eating plan the entire time, except possibly last night when I had a lot of mashed rutebega in Norway, which tasted really high-carb and delicious. Don't tell me the count, I don't want to know. I won't do it again.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:51 AM | shower me with attention
Last night we had dinner at Akershus. I talked about Linn the whole time, even though she is most definitely NOT Norwegian. Kirsten gorged on disgusting brown Norwegian cheese.
Now, finally, the makeup is on! We go.
Happily: we've avoided eating a single meal in a restaurant with our father. Happily, too: I've stayed on my low-carb (no sugar, no starch) eating plan the entire time, except possibly last night when I had a lot of mashed rutebega in Norway, which tasted really high-carb and delicious. Don't tell me the count, I don't want to know. I won't do it again.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:51 AM | shower me with attention
Tuesday, January 21, 2003
More:
Utah - Pooh. My mom says Utah is the Beehive State.
Arkansas - Pumbaa. Mom says Arkansas is Razorback state.
Mississippi - Steamboat Willie. I just forgot to include this one. I got that right away.
New Mexico - Jose Carioca. Also obvious, I just forgot.
North Carolina - Dumbo. Kitty Hawk.
West Virginia - Grumpy. Apparently there are a lot of mines in WV?
Also, duh, the White Mountains are in New Hampshire so I don't know why Vermont is Snow White.
That's all I got.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:37 PM | shower me with attention
Utah - Pooh. My mom says Utah is the Beehive State.
Arkansas - Pumbaa. Mom says Arkansas is Razorback state.
Mississippi - Steamboat Willie. I just forgot to include this one. I got that right away.
New Mexico - Jose Carioca. Also obvious, I just forgot.
North Carolina - Dumbo. Kitty Hawk.
West Virginia - Grumpy. Apparently there are a lot of mines in WV?
Also, duh, the White Mountains are in New Hampshire so I don't know why Vermont is Snow White.
That's all I got.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:37 PM | shower me with attention
Some people actually collect these silly Disney souvenier pins.
Anyway, I noticed a bunch of them today that had the names of a U.S. state on each one, with each state assigned a different Disney character. (There's a list and picture of some of them here.) I was trying to figure out why each state was assigned each character. It's sort of a fun puzzle. Some of them are really obvious and some of them I can't figure out.
The ones I can figure:
Alaska - Monstro the whale
Arizona - Pegleg Pete. Southwest. Old West. Okay.
California - Surfin' Donald.
Connecticut - Ichabod Crane. I get the "New England" logic, but wasn't Washington Irving from Tarrytown, NY?
Florida - Mickey. Disney World.
Hawaii - Lilo. Duh.
Idaho - Mr Potato Head. Ha ha.
Kentucky - Horace. Kentucky Derby.
Louisiana - Brer Rabbit. Just a Southern thing?
Maine - Elliot. Pete's Dragon takes place in Maine.
Maryland - Sebastian. Crabs.
Massachusetts - Chip. Boston Tea Party.
Nevada - Showgirl Daisy.
New Hampshire - Wart. King Arthur. AH! The Granite State! Sword in the stone!
South Carolina - Belle. Southern Belle.
Tennessee - Trusty.
Texas - Woody.
Vermont - Snow White. White Mountains.
Washington - Wicked Witch. Washington apples.
Wisconsin - Clarabelle. Cow. Moo. Milk.
Not on the page, but I recall:
New Jersey - Flower. Garden state.
Michigan - Mr Toad. Motorcar fanatic.
And that's all I can figger. I don't have enough Americana for the rest of them.
I've just wasted so much online time typing that...
Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:32 PM | shower me with attention
Anyway, I noticed a bunch of them today that had the names of a U.S. state on each one, with each state assigned a different Disney character. (There's a list and picture of some of them here.) I was trying to figure out why each state was assigned each character. It's sort of a fun puzzle. Some of them are really obvious and some of them I can't figure out.
The ones I can figure:
Alaska - Monstro the whale
Arizona - Pegleg Pete. Southwest. Old West. Okay.
California - Surfin' Donald.
Connecticut - Ichabod Crane. I get the "New England" logic, but wasn't Washington Irving from Tarrytown, NY?
Florida - Mickey. Disney World.
Hawaii - Lilo. Duh.
Idaho - Mr Potato Head. Ha ha.
Kentucky - Horace. Kentucky Derby.
Louisiana - Brer Rabbit. Just a Southern thing?
Maine - Elliot. Pete's Dragon takes place in Maine.
Maryland - Sebastian. Crabs.
Massachusetts - Chip. Boston Tea Party.
Nevada - Showgirl Daisy.
New Hampshire - Wart. King Arthur. AH! The Granite State! Sword in the stone!
South Carolina - Belle. Southern Belle.
Tennessee - Trusty.
Texas - Woody.
Vermont - Snow White. White Mountains.
Washington - Wicked Witch. Washington apples.
Wisconsin - Clarabelle. Cow. Moo. Milk.
Not on the page, but I recall:
New Jersey - Flower. Garden state.
Michigan - Mr Toad. Motorcar fanatic.
And that's all I can figger. I don't have enough Americana for the rest of them.
I've just wasted so much online time typing that...
Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:32 PM | shower me with attention
Today was MGM (RockNRollercoaster twice, Great Movie Ride, Muppets and exit) then EPCOT for remainder of day. Re: "New and Improved" Journey Into Imagination: BLEEEAGGGGHHHHH. First of all, FAKE BILLY BARTY, NON-BILLY BARTY, SWEET-N-LOW BILLY BARTY! Whoever's doing the new Figment sounds like he's making fun of him. Second, Figment shouldn't be computer-animated. Third-- fireworks outside my window. BRB.
God, I love this view.
Third-- when people complain that the new version of a favourite ride is missing the song and the main character, simply inserting the main character willy-nilly in a completely stupid and uninspired way doesn't make up for it, nor does rewriting the lyrics to the song. Dammit, I miss Dreamfinder. Although I forgive Eric Idle a little more; his rendition of "One Little Spark"-- at least the part with the correct lyrics-- was fairly adorable, and his man-in-the-moon face reminded me of Horizons. But the only really "improved" part of the ride was the finale.
Anyway, it was fun being in the park with my sister. We really bonded.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:05 PM | shower me with attention
God, I love this view.
Third-- when people complain that the new version of a favourite ride is missing the song and the main character, simply inserting the main character willy-nilly in a completely stupid and uninspired way doesn't make up for it, nor does rewriting the lyrics to the song. Dammit, I miss Dreamfinder. Although I forgive Eric Idle a little more; his rendition of "One Little Spark"-- at least the part with the correct lyrics-- was fairly adorable, and his man-in-the-moon face reminded me of Horizons. But the only really "improved" part of the ride was the finale.
Anyway, it was fun being in the park with my sister. We really bonded.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:05 PM | shower me with attention
It's after nine a.m.! Are we ever getting out of here? Get dressed, woman!
K and I headed out to MGM in the morn, EPCOT in the noon. That's the plan, anyhow.
Mommy (been calling her that lately to throw her off-- she looks around, confused) polled this morning: Which ride in EPCOT do you have to go on to consider your trip complete? Division along generational lines: both parents chose Maelstrom; K and I chose Spaceship Earth. K and I are devoted to the classics, even the revised classics. We remember a time pre-Maelstrom, but don't remember a time pre-Spaceship Earth. To parents, I suppose, it's all just Disney rides, ever-changing, ever-disappearing. For sis and I, the loss of Horizons and World of Motion still stings. (Not to mention Tomorrow's Child ending to Spaceship Earth, and original Journey Into Imagination. Will report on status of the latter.)
P.S. Been eating healthily and dressing in pretty clothes to boost self-esteem. Must remember to send digital postcard from Innoventions of self in hand-made tunic to makers of tunic.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:08 AM | shower me with attention
K and I headed out to MGM in the morn, EPCOT in the noon. That's the plan, anyhow.
Mommy (been calling her that lately to throw her off-- she looks around, confused) polled this morning: Which ride in EPCOT do you have to go on to consider your trip complete? Division along generational lines: both parents chose Maelstrom; K and I chose Spaceship Earth. K and I are devoted to the classics, even the revised classics. We remember a time pre-Maelstrom, but don't remember a time pre-Spaceship Earth. To parents, I suppose, it's all just Disney rides, ever-changing, ever-disappearing. For sis and I, the loss of Horizons and World of Motion still stings. (Not to mention Tomorrow's Child ending to Spaceship Earth, and original Journey Into Imagination. Will report on status of the latter.)
P.S. Been eating healthily and dressing in pretty clothes to boost self-esteem. Must remember to send digital postcard from Innoventions of self in hand-made tunic to makers of tunic.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:08 AM | shower me with attention
Monday, January 20, 2003
I hadn't planned to finally get around to starting Down and Out in the Magic Kingdom when I got here, but it just worked out that way. There's something exciting about reading a novel set here, while I'm here.
I guess I hesitated so long because it's Science Fiction, and I'm wary of the genre. But I can tell from page two that I like this one. Just the idea of respect-based currency is terrifically beautiful. Plus, Disney World.
This is my twentieth year coming here. When I started, cable tv was exotic and computers had green screens. I had just learned to read and was still in picture books. There were three resorts, and one of them was that silly Disney Inn. (Yawn.)
Twenty years later, I'm reading a novel on a laptop computer in the Beach Club. Talking about reading a novel on a laptop computer in the Beach Club.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:21 PM | shower me with attention
I guess I hesitated so long because it's Science Fiction, and I'm wary of the genre. But I can tell from page two that I like this one. Just the idea of respect-based currency is terrifically beautiful. Plus, Disney World.
This is my twentieth year coming here. When I started, cable tv was exotic and computers had green screens. I had just learned to read and was still in picture books. There were three resorts, and one of them was that silly Disney Inn. (Yawn.)
Twenty years later, I'm reading a novel on a laptop computer in the Beach Club. Talking about reading a novel on a laptop computer in the Beach Club.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:21 PM | shower me with attention
We're here. Didn't go into the parks today. Kirsten and I went to Fantasia Gardens. She kicked my ass, 63 to 72. But I did get a hole in one at the 8th ('course).
Dinner at 9. Cape May Cafe. I want mussels.
I look really good in the shirt Linn and her sis made me.
Our room was upgraded to an "executive view". We're right behind the Land pavilion, and Spaceship Earth gleams unobstructed outside our window.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 7:55 PM | shower me with attention
Dinner at 9. Cape May Cafe. I want mussels.
I look really good in the shirt Linn and her sis made me.
Our room was upgraded to an "executive view". We're right behind the Land pavilion, and Spaceship Earth gleams unobstructed outside our window.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 7:55 PM | shower me with attention
I'm reading my week of blogs from my last trip to Disney World, which was exactly a year ago to the day. A historic trip in that it was my first blog-capable one. (Yes, we're bringing my sister's laptop. I'm leaving mine at home... to heal? Can computer screens heal?)
It's a little sad to read these posts now. Things are very, very different in my life since the last trip.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:29 AM | shower me with attention
It's a little sad to read these posts now. Things are very, very different in my life since the last trip.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:29 AM | shower me with attention
Finished Fellowship. Can't sleep. Leave in five hours. Cable's out.
Fucking computer screen.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:08 AM | shower me with attention
Fucking computer screen.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:08 AM | shower me with attention
Sunday, January 19, 2003
Bono said "fucking" on prime time network television. Cool.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:06 PM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:06 PM | shower me with attention
Now it must stop. I've just purchased seven more skeins of this yarn. (The picture doesn't at all do it justice; in person it is very soft, the colours beautiful and much more varied and subtle than they look on the computer screen.) Got a good price for it, but still way more money than I should be spending on yarn.
Now to find a sweater pattern that doesn't scare the hell out of me.
Fuck, I can't use this computer. This is ridiculous. Fucking screen.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:54 PM | shower me with attention
Now to find a sweater pattern that doesn't scare the hell out of me.
Fuck, I can't use this computer. This is ridiculous. Fucking screen.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:54 PM | shower me with attention
Sometimes I really have to like that Himelfarb. He's a smart mand and he knows who the cool people are.
And Craig, Craig I adore for now and for always. He, too, is smart and knows who the cool people are.
I miss the cool people...
Why are you in Tavie's head? 7:20 PM | shower me with attention
And Craig, Craig I adore for now and for always. He, too, is smart and knows who the cool people are.
I miss the cool people...
Why are you in Tavie's head? 7:20 PM | shower me with attention
I have come home after the briefest of stays at Mint Manor to discover that the crack in my computer screen, which had previously shrunk to negligible size, is now an enormous, gaping fissure that extends diagonally across my entire screen. I can barely see around it to type.
Motherfuckingcocksuckingsonofabitch. I'm upset.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 7:03 PM | shower me with attention
Motherfuckingcocksuckingsonofabitch. I'm upset.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 7:03 PM | shower me with attention
Steph gave me a Wrong Guy Poster. I love it so very much. I'm going to frame it, and the Mark poster that Kitana gave me.
Progo is here. Spike finds him very interesting indeed. I hope he survives the week...
Why are you in Tavie's head? 2:33 AM | shower me with attention
Progo is here. Spike finds him very interesting indeed. I hope he survives the week...
Why are you in Tavie's head? 2:33 AM | shower me with attention
