There's a Tri-State MobileDope in the Works

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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But that’s not what this is about. What this is about is me. (Oooo… big surprise there, huh?)

I’m back. Didja miss me?

The Great Sib Vacation is now history (awwwwww!). A lovely time was had by all (huzzah!).

I managed to do just about everything I wanted to. Just about, anyway. Being the self centered, lazy kinda guy I am, I didn’t get together with Politzania. (Poli, I am so sorry. Really.) But we did have a nice game of Phone Tag. I think I won, because she was “It” last. I also didn’t make The House of Blues, or get my recommended daily servings of fruits and vegetables either. I didn’t floss at all (this was vacation) and I took a “pass” on EPCOT. But all in all it was a full trip.

I can hear one or two of you saying “Oh Rue, when I go to the House of the Mouse, what should I do?” Yeah, hi, um… it’s Disney. That’s like asking “Oh Rue, when I go to McDonald’s, what should I eat?” If you don’t know, don’t go. Simple as that.

You know how Kraft makes individually wrapped, pasteurized, homogenized cheese products? Substitute “Disney” for “Kraft”, and “family friendly fun” for “cheese”, and that’s the trip. It ain’t gouda (cheese reference), but it’s gouda-nuff. (Ha! I still crack me up!)

Bunches of things to see and do, and just as importantly, to eat. (And as importantly for the Mouse, to buy.) I do have one suggestion if you go. For every three days you spend in the parks, spend one not doing anything. Low-impact days are your friend. Not really do-able for most vacation scenarios, but there you go, that’s my advice. You know how kids get when they’re hungry and tired and hot and sweaty? There were nine of us. It got ugly around dinner time.

Speaking of dinner:

  1. Try to eat in the Sci-Fi Drive-In at MGM Studios. That was a lot of fun. The Little Woman had the Best Cheeseburger ever!
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    B) The Rainforest Café at Downtown Disney makes a mean Margorilla. Just a tip.

So now, I’m back from exotic Florida. (If Florida is America’s wang, we were staying in the country’s urethra there in Orlando. Just for perspective.) The dogs are home, the boys are back together, Soupo (the Roller Coaster King, or really Prince beacuse he needs to grow an inch and a half to ride 'em all) has school again (which he missed while away), The Little Woman (who is so shifty looking she got flagged for extra metal detecting- I guess if you find a terrorist, it should be a 6" tall one) has to go back to work and I have laundry up to my armpits. Things are getting back to normal and I’m looking forward to my next big adventure.

Maybe my brain will kick back in soon. (Ooooo… I can only hope.)

The “big adventure” is a link to ShibbOleth’s “MobileDope” thread, so you don’t feel lied to by the title of this thread. Wouldn’t want you to feel lied to. Maybe lied on (for a few of you), but not lied to. It says “next” for the “big adventure”. Like I do the adventure thing often. It’s been a long time since I’ve had an adventure, big or small.

“But you just got back from Disney World, that must have been an adventure,” you say. Not really an adventure, more an experience. Everything was provided, even rides from one place to another. (I advise on getting the “Park Hopper Pass”, way convenient.) Even staying in the hotel (a big step up from Super 8, let me tell you), everything was provided (like any good hotel). They even supplied the soap in the shower (again, like any good hotel). Not dinky little bars of soap either. A big pumpy thing bolted to the wall. (Not that I tested the strength of the bolts or anything. Really.)

The soap was a little disconcerting. Pearly white, and when you pumped it out, it went spurt, spurt into your hand. But it was cold and it smelled like Pez, so it wasn’t as gross as it could have been. Warm and pearly white going spurt, spurt in you hand would be gross. Even if it did smell like Pez. But free soap and all the towels you want. Wheeeee!

So, I’m hoping MobileDope will be a big adventure. We’ll see how things turn out.
-Rue.

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Hi Rue! I missed you! I too have been sharing my thoughts on Disney (among other things) with everyone. Now we have something else in common. What I forgot to mention is thet the soap in Disneyland Anaheim smelled like bubblegum. Bubblegum soap. I didn’t eat it, but I’m wondering how many small children thought

“Well it smells like bubblegum…”

Poor little Soupo, being too small for the rides. I remember his pain. Did he get to meet the mouse though? I bet he didn’t spurn the mouse like I did. And did the DeDay clan like the parade? I liked the parade.

Puddin’

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Welcome back, Rue! We missed you. You take a week off, now they want us to pay for our own Dope. No more vacation for you, my friend. Now for a several of random observations:

[list=1][li]I almost came by your house yesterday, just to surprise you. But there is a detour on the road I was going to take, and I had just finished playing soccer, so I was tired and lazy, so I didn’t. But it was like this close. :: holds up finges about 1 scoche apart ::[/li][li]How was the weather, is it still warm down there? We will go do this Saturday, so I am hoping the Olethlings[sup]TM[/sup] can still go swimming. []Do you have any pictures to show us? []If the “little woman” is six feet tall, how big is the “big woman”? Mrs. ShibbOleth is only five feet tall, so if our families ever meet you have to promise not to let Mrs. DeDay get into a hot, oily wrestling match with Mrs. ShibbOleth unless I have the camera set up on a tripod. What’s all this about a big adventure, and how much can I get mine for?[/li][li]There’s currently a thread in GQ about American Cheese. I think you should add your Disney analogy in there.[/li][li]How big is Soupo? He is 4 years old right? The boy couldn’t ride on hardly anything at King’s Island the year, and he was all up for riding on roller coasters after his experience on the Jack Rabbit at Kennywood in Pittsburgh. Poor little guy, gets his height from his mother. He so wants to be big already so he can be just like Batman.[/li][/list=1]

We will not go to Disney this trip down. We average about twice a year in Florida, but have still never taken the kids to Mouseland. I’m actually a little afraid about the effect on the kids. Plus if they ever realise that it is there then they will probably get to be a pain about wanting to go every time we are in Florida. They still haven’t put two and two together when we visit our friends in Celebration, even though the high tension line thingy there is shaped like Mickey’s head. hehehe

That’s about all for now… I’ll add more if I can think of anything.

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Welcome back!!!

Sounds like you had a bang-up time with de Mouse. I agree about the SciFi Drive-In… I LOVE that place! What did you think of the decor in the All-Star Music Resort? wasn’t it fabulous? But you’re not the only one who got something out of this trip. No, indeed. For I, bobkitty, received the most wondrous postcard in the mail. Guess who it was from? :smiley:

I tried to invoke your spiritwhile you were gone; alas, it failed miserably. Guess there really can only be one.

Yay. A Monday morning isn’t a Monday morning without a Rue post. I’m so glad you’re back. :slight_smile:

-BK

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babekitten, you know how I said I was in Music? I lied. I’m a big ol’ liar. We were in Sports. (Politzania was in music.) We were supposed to be in Music, but they shifted us to Sports so all our rooms were together. We were right by the Goofy Pool.

The Little Woman, Soupo and I cruised through Music. And Movies. And the other one I can’t remember right now. (There are four, right?) They were all cool. Very Disney-esque (for some reason). I liked the giant Woody they had in Movies. (I love saying that: There was a giant Woody in the Disney hotel. Ha ha ha!) (That was Woody from Toy Story. He was right across from Buzz Lightyear.)

I thought you did a faboo Rue-esque post. Between you and Shibb, I may never have to post again. But I will. You know I will.

Shibb, the Little Woman is 6" tall. Two quote marks (") together mean “inches”. One (’) means “feet”. So Mrs. Oleth is 5’ 0" (or five-nuthin’) (Unless she’s five and change, but we won’t go into that right now.)

It’s kinda a good thing you didn’t stop over. (And there’s detours everywhere. You can’t get anywhere from anywhere without a detour.) We are being visited by the Drippy Snot Monster. He looks just like Katcha, only meaner. The decongestant he’s alowed to take makes him mean and wired. Gotta call the Pediatrician and see what my options are. (I have a good idea, but til I call there’s still hope.)

The weather was way-Jake last week. We got blown by Michelle, which was nice. Even if she was just a giant weather system. So a couple of days had low lows, but they bounced back to very nice by the time we left. The Olethlings should be able to swim their little hearts out. (Which isn’t as messy as it sounds.)

Got pictures. They’re at Target even as we speak. Might get a few scanned and pass 'em around. Gotta wait and see how things go, though.

Hi Puddin’. (That could mean Puddin-feet, but it doesn’t. The (’) just means I lopped off the “g” in Pudding. “Puddin-feet” would be kinda gross.) Soupo saw the Mouse. Went right up to him and shook his hand. We have pictures and everything. That was the only character he went near all week. Put the kibosh on the Character Breakfast plan.

The only parade we saw was the very end of one in Animal Kindom. We came out of the Tree of Life (saw a 3D movie, got farted on by a bug) and there was the Mouse (if you use his name you have to pay a royalty, a minor baron I think) bringing up the rear of the whole she-bang. We didn’t see any parades.

Speaking of “she-bang”, we didn’t see any fireworks either. We were going to, but they cancelled them in the park (MGM Studios) the night we were there. Bad timing.
-Rue.