A whole new land opened up at Disney California Adventure this month, Cars Land. The Disney brains have created about a billion things to see, touch and smell to transport you to a small desert town called Radiator Springs on route 66. As we traveled this road through the town, I had to stop every two seconds as I saw some new and fascinating thing. My spouse, about 10 yards ahead of me had to keep yelling hurry up. I on the other had to keep yelling back, 'But the fence has little tires on it!'. I was glared at. I shrugged back. I got a bigger glare. I hurried up.
View on black or I will throw tiny tires at you when you are not looking
HFF
Friday, June 29, 2012
But The Fence Has Little Tires On It
Thursday, June 28, 2012
Minnie Mouse Caught Mid Burp
This just in, Minnie Mouse was photographed mid burp during the Mickey's Soundsational Parade. Eyes wide in shock as she noticed the camera facing her, she quickly turned away. No one was seriously hurt in the incident. When we questioned friends and family afterwards, 'no comment' was all we got except from Goofy who told us, 'atleast she hadn't farted like yesterday'. We'll look into that and get back to you at 11. Thank you for tuning in to D News
View on black or I'll give Minnie a couple of liters of diet coke and send over to you.
112 pictures in 2012: Female or Feminine :)
Sunday, June 24, 2012
Luigi's Tire Tower Is Not A Designated Smoking Area
Trapped by herd of people in Cars Land at Disney California Adventure, I needed a familiar puff on a ciggy. I reached into my pocket and grabbed the cancer causing rolled stick of insectacide laced tobacco out of its smashed box. Then I reached into my other pocket and grabbed the flame thrower to light it with. With the familiar click of the flint the fire shot up. Bumped from behind I dropped the gaseous tube before I could light my cancer causing rolled stick of insectacide laced tobacco.
With a startled scream, I reached down to pick it up and as my fingers brushed the top of the scratched up plastic, a tiny foot rocked by and kicked it, sending it sliding down the pavement of Route 66. With cancer causing rolled stick of insectacide laced tobacco withdrawals, I chased it down the street, dodging in and out of the heavy traffice of people. When I got close to it, I made a dive for it, fearing it would be forever slid around like a hockey puck across the hot asphalt of road. Just as I was landing, a big dirty unlaced shoe slid by and I saw my poor lighter shoot off out of sight.
I stood up, frustrated and moody and my eyes happened upon a vision from heaven. A tower. A tower of tires. And it went all the way up to a giant lighter in the sky. Quickly I ran to the marvelous tower of treads and started climbing. At the top, I put the cancer causing rolled stick of insectacide laced tobacco in my hand and reached with all my might to the giant lighter in the sky. The tip barely making it, lit up.
Happy and joyfull, I brought the lit cancer causing rolled stick of insectacide laced tobacco down to me and just as I was about to take a puff, I lost my grip and began the free fall back down to earth.
I lay on the ground, arms spread out, cancer causing rolled stick of insectacide laced tobacco dangling from two fingers still lit. Smiling, I was about to take my first puff when a well polished shoe of the familiar Disney Police appeared out of nowhere and stepped on it, extinguishing it for good. The big booming voice from above explaining to me that this was not a designated smoking area and that I had to pay for the new cracks I made in the road from my fall.
Sad and now poor, I started to get up when I noticed laying next to me was my once lost lighter. I grabbed it fast and stood. Reaching into my pocket, I grabbed my cancer causing rolled stick of insectacide laced tobacco and pulled it out. Smashed beyond repair. I gabbed another. Split at the filter. Another. Obliterated. One after the other till the crushed pack was empty, not one good one.
Hunched over, with one hand on my aching back and my left foot draggng behind my, I wobbled off.
And that is why smoking is bad. Mmmm K
Saturday, June 23, 2012
I Got A New Toy
Yes, I got a new toy. My old phone got so bad that every time I got a text, I had to go and delete something in the phone to view it. It kept telling me insufficient memory even though I pretty much deleted everything on it.
So now I have the RAZR Maxx and I just had to test out the camera on it. So here you have it, my first real shot.
and yes, I killed quite a few flowers to get it. The outtakes look like a horror movie.
View on black or I will come over and slaughter your flowers for the sake of art
Our Daily Challenge: Negative Space
OMG! Tow Mater's Real!
With the opening of Cars Land at Disney California Adventure, Disney just had to find away to get the characters of Cars to join in. And they did. Tow Mater, Lightning McQueen and the others actually drive around Route 66 in Radiator Springs.
Tow Mater came rolling down the street and it looked like the Beatles coming to America for the first time. Girls screamed and waved there hands in the air, tears streaming down there cheeks. Swooning, I passed out ... er, they passed out.
View on Black or I'll stand in your driveway waving my hands in the air and screaming everytime you drive in and out.
HCS
Friday, June 22, 2012
My Glasses, A Fence, Route 66 And A Cactus I Named Ned
Cars Land has opened at Disney California Adventure and what the Disney Imagineers have done is nothing short of amazing! When you enter Cars Land you are completely immersed into the world of Cars. You really feel like you are in the desert town of Radiator Springs on Route 66. The detail is so amazing, I just had to get a closer look.
Standing next to the fence near Radiator Springs Racer, I accidentally dropped my glasses. Seeing a cast member not too far away but trapped by a sea of people, I hollered if I could climb over the fence to get them. He nodded, I climbed, got some good close up shots and climbed back.
Having made it back over the fence, I saw another site I wanted a close up shot of. Oops, dropped my glasses again. I hollered, he nodded, I climbed, I shot, I returned back.
Looking back, I don't know how I missed it but I saw another must have shot. Butter fingers me, dropped my poor, now scratched up glasses once again. I looked over to the cast member, hollered, felt two hands from behind me grab the top of my shirt and the top of my pants, was flung through the air over the fence and heard the words, Have at it buddy, as I landed in some cactus.
PS.
The cactus is real.
View on black Cactus Butt!
HFF
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Bootstrappers
Aye Matey, the Bootstrappers will come out and sing for you in New Orleans Square. Distracting you with songs and antics, they will pilfer ye blind and ye wont even have the shirt on your back when thy be done with you.
I tried pilfering back, but I got beat up! Yes, by the girl. Stop laughing, it wasn't that funny. She be strong for a little lass.
View on black or I'll send her to your ship to beat you up too.
112 Pictures in 2012: Music