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A man, walking amongst a large group, points to the shipwreck waterslide at Stormalong Bay and boasts, "I went down that in the buff."

Brrrrrr. Thanks for the warning?

Today we did MGM. We meant to leave the place fairly early, but actually ended up staying the day. I can't remember the last time I spent almost a whole day at the Studios; it's just not my favourite park. But we had fun. I even did Tower of Terror again. It is easier to take now that they've switched to wussy-drops.

We dashed to Epcot for dinner at Marrakesh in Morroco. It was yummers. Then we came back to the hotel and swam in the quiet pool. I didn't even bring a tee shirt with my this time. I'm really just past caring what I look like anymore, and it was night time and only a few people were around. No one's eyeballs are going to be scarred by the sight of my backfat.

My Epcot time was brief and I am eager to spend some quality time in my favourite place in the world. But we have to do Animal Kingdom tomorrow, because I'm letting Stephie drive this trip. She needs to relax, and it's not like I haven't been here a million times (this is the 27th, actually) and it's not like I won't be here a million more times. I do have a few "must-see"'s, but I won't have any type of attack if I don't get to do all my favourites.

Some guy, evidently from The Dukes of Hazard, is singing some song on tv for memorial day, and Stephanie is giving me incredulous stares because I've never seen The Dukes of Hazzard. "Tom Wopat? Is that Tom Wopat?" (I only know the name because he was opposite Bernadette Peters in Annie Get Your Gun some years ago.)

"No," she says patiently, "it's the opposite of Tom Wopat."

I guess I'm just too square. I also like being the only person under 60 walking around with a belt-pack on. I don't give a shit. I like to be hands-free. (I'm trying to make that my catch phrase, but it ain't sticking.)

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