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Interesting Disney

Monday, Sept. 08, 2008 - 12:36 a.m.

So there I was, geared up and able to finally go to Disneyland with Old Buddy Dave.

We get there and find the following circumstances:

The Disneyland Railroad is closed. Too bad, tough titty, we get to walk every ding dang place we wanna go.

Fine. We'll start with something easy.

Pirates of the Carribean wasn't closed at all, but Dave noticed some modified settings.

There's a new set of lights, and some additional beams of wood, and a new crows' nest, and still not enough fireflies.

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The next thing we did was hang a hard left and head to the Haunted Mansion.

Which was CLOSED for the annual Halloween-Through-Christmas refurb! Dammit!

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So, we turned and walked back across the center area past the Walt Disney statue, and there were two or three clueless customers who were standing there taking pictures and being completely oblivious to the fact that their strollers and cameras and so forth were blocking the central artery of the foot traffic in the entire park.

We headed to Ariel's Grotto to get a good seat for the fireworks -- and wait for it... wait for it...

It was CLOSED for refurbishment.

So we stood in front of the boarded up area and watched the fireworks from as close to what would have been the grotto as we were able to get.

Nice fireworks!

Then we turned back around through the crowd, heading to Tomorrowland, and were going to ride Buzz Lightyear's Astro Blasters, when suddenly I was compelled to go to the bathroom.

So I did, and when I got settled in...?

I found a puncture in my ostomy pouch.

Yes, it had ruined my underwear with a spot the size of a nickel, but I went ahead and put some medical tape over the puncture, and a piece of tissue over the tape and the patch job worked long enough to get me home.

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Some days at Disney are better than others.

We'll try again next Sunday. Knock on Formica.

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