Disney's Halloween Time

Disney's Halloween Time, a photo by hbmike2000 on Flickr.

It's SO much fun! You walk in and Mickey Mouse is dressed as a Barber from London in the 1800's and he chops you up into little bitty pieces than Helena Bonham Carter comes out and cooks you into Meat Pies!

Huh? Thats Sweeney Todd?

My bad.

It's MINNIE MOUSE who comes out and cooks you into Meat Pies.

View on black. You DO look like you need a hair cut.

Our Daily Challenge: Postcard Perfect

Dang Near Fainted

Dang Near Fainted, a photo by hbmike2000 on Flickr.

I was having a lovely lunch at Flo's V8 Diner in Radiator Springs on a warm day out on the patio facing Cross Street when this beat up old Tow Truck named Mater drove by. As I was stuffing my face with BBQ pork he drove by a few feet away yakkin about how he just stopped and got full up of gas. He then let out a thunderous roar from his tailpipe, giggled and said 'pardon me'.

With a mouth full of food I burst out laughing. When I looked up, I saw two things ...

1. This sign directly across from where I was eating

2. My other half with my food plastered on them.

I did the only polite thing I could think of. I asked for my food back please. Which, by the way, caused me to burst out laughing once again but then I got the 'Angry Eyes' so I only giggled softly after that.

View on black or I'll fill up Mater with gas and have him drive by you at lunch time

HCS

PS. I swear it's the truth, Mater drove by us at lunch and farted.

and check out Cadillac Range in the background. There are six peaks and they are all the back ends of Cadillacs from 1957 to 1962

A Brief History Of Time

A Brief History Of Time, a photo by hbmike2000 on Flickr.

That describes a photograph to me. A brief history in time.

A photo doesn't show you everything. Pieces are missing. You see a father having the time of his life play steering a car. You don't see the young boy next to him obscured by a piece of fiberglass taller than he is incharge of the gas pedal. You don't feel the exitement of the people in the car I am in as we speed down the track neck and neck in a race to the finish. You don't here the mom in the back hollering to her son to 'step on the gas' as we inch closer and closer to taking the lead. And you didn't get to see the smile on the face of the son as he got off the ride, jumping up and down yelling 'We Won Dad, We Won!'

For you, you see only what I captured with the camera. For me, when I see this photo, I will always see what I described to you above. I do with every photo I have ever taken, the good ones and the bad ones. I remember all the stuff surrounding the one moment I captured.

This is why I take photos. It's my drive you might say.

View on black or I'll snap an embarassing moment of you and post it on Flickr (and you thought you were gonna get through a whole post with no snide remarks from me. Phooey)

Our Daily Challenge: Roll

Pardon Me, Do You Know Where Route 66 Is?

Pardon Me, Do You Know Where Route 66 Is?, a photo by hbmike2000 on Flickr.

My heart raced faster and sweat began to soak me. I stood there in the hot sun, petrified. My destination ahead of me only a few yards away.

I took a step forward.

I could feel the cold terror of panick begininng to take over. A few more steps and I would be closer still. Breathing began to get difficult.

I took a step forward.

My feet felt made of led and the world began to spin madly around me as I approached the door.

I took a step forward.

I was in the door. Standing, staring at my feet, I was afraid to look up hoping no one would notice me, then I would run back to my car across the lot and pretend none of this ever happened. But it did. A voice came out of the darkness, Can I help you?

Then, in a loud non stop babbling voice I replied ...

DO YOU KNOW WHERE ROUTE 66 IS MY OTHER HALF SEEMS TO THINK WE ARE LOST BUT I KNOW WHERE I AM GOING BUT THEY MADE ME COME AND ASK ANYWAY EVEN THOUGH I KNOW WE ARE GOING IN THE RIGHT DIRECTION SO IF YOU KNOW WHERE ROUTE 66 IS COULD YOU JUST TELL ME SO I CAN SAY I WAS RIGHT AND .... wheres the restroom?

View on black or I'll make you ask for directions

HFF

By The Line Of The Trees I Swear There's A Bear

By The Line Of The Trees I Swear There's A Bear, a photo by hbmike2000 on Flickr.

I swear this was not my fault this time. I was minding my own business, snapping photos when this Father pointed to the sky and said to his kids, Look, a Giant, bare!

Of course I had to save everybody. Nobody wants to be stepped on by a naked Giant! Am I right? So I evacuated the Park during peak hours. How was I to know he meant Bear.

The Disney Police were NOT happy with me to say the least. For punishment, they made me ride It's A Small World for three hours straight.

View on Black or I'll sing It's A Small World to you for three hours straight

Our Daily Challenge: Straight (by the way, the trees straight, the bears gay. I asked)

I Think The Tower Of Terror Is Stalking Me

I Think The Tower Of Terror Is Stalking Me, a photo by hbmike2000 on Flickr.

I couple of weeks ago I took a photo of an old Diamond D truck at Disney California Adventure. While processing it, I noticed a reflection in the windshield. I wasn't sure what the reflection was of so on my next trip back I returned to the scene of the crime to investigate. I walked up to the Diamond D truck and raised my camera and aimed the lens at the windshield. There it was in full view, The Tower Of Terror.

I ran over to a window on an adjacent building and raised my camera once again. There it was again, in the window, The Tower Of Terror! Panicking, I ran to the building next door. I found another window directly across from the Big Scary Building and raised my camera. Once more, looming above me, The Tower Of Terror. I was being stalked.

I did what any rational person would of done, Threw my hands in the air, screamed and ran down the street. Halfway down my escape road, I saw a restroom and ran screaming into it, did my thing, ran screaming out and back onto the street and finished my mad dash out the park.

And thats how I learned, that restrooms have great accoustics.

View on black or the Tower Of Terror will Stalk YOU!

112 Pictures in 2012: Window

Torqueville

Torqueville, a photo by hbmike2000 on Flickr.

Way back when I worked on a farm in Minnesota. There was an old B Tractor we had to use and I wanted to learn how to drive it so my friend sat me in it and instructed me how.

You do this, this and this he says to me. Sounds easy enough I thought. So I started the big green and yellow beast and did this, that and this. The enginge revved as I gave it gas but went nowhere. I gave it more gas and the engine got louder but I stll was not moving, I looked down at my friend yelling over the commotion, You FORGOT To Put It In Gear he yells at me. So I popped it in gear ... with my foot still on the gas. The front wheels came off the ground about six feet as I tore off down the field.

It wasn't until the third time I did a wheely in the tractor that the farmer drove out in his beat up truck to ask me not to drive anymore.

View on black or I'll drive that old B Tractor through your yard

HSS