271.
Flori-duh report: Blake and I made it there in record time. Unfortunately the Disney casting center was closed (mid-day, on a Saturday). In the meantime, he got a hold of their fax number and plans to send over his resume and application on Monday. Since he's angling for a maintenance job, the casting people need to see him in person, so a second trip to the penis of America will be in his future if they call him in for an interview.
We were both grimy and tired from the drive, but our hotel room wasn't available until 4PM, so we changed at a gas station bathroom into our "park" clothes and spent six hours running amok in Islands of Adventure. From the bridge that connects Jurassic Park to Lost Continent, we got a great view of the new Harry Potter theme park that's opening in June. It looked like most of Hogwarts was constructed as well as one of the pubs from Diagon Alley. I made +___+ face at it for about five minutes before Blake shuffled me along to Poseidon's Fury.
That night we had dinner at the Hard Rock Café. Neither of us had been there before, but it was absolutely amazing. I daresay a "spiritual experience" being among all the stuff that's shaped rock and roll and pop culture. Plus I had the best salad of my life, and Blake's steak was very pretty. Not one little strip of fat on it.
Sunday morning, we had brunch with my dad, step-mom and grandma at T.G.I. Friday's. Dad was waxing poetic at his new motorcycle and he and Blake fanned about KISS and classic cars. When I mentioned Rob Zombie was going to hold a concert in Florida soon, Dad's face lit up and he asked if he could tag along, lol.
Ripley's Believe It or Not was our final stop that weekend. It wasn't as good as I remembered from my first visit back in '08, but there was still tons to see and photograph. Too bad the other visitors to the museum would rudely push past us or get in the way of my camera when I was trying to take a picture. :|
On the drive home, Blake asked me to go through an apartment guide and mark down anything that would be within a reasonable price range and also allowed pets. I circled a few definite possibilities, but I've since been angsting about moving so far away from my friends and family, but that's something best saved for another day.
Blake's mighty Spartan beard right before he shaved it.
I forgot 7AM existed!
My Care Bear took over the driving for about an hour.
One of those dangerous, dumbass looking trike things. This one had two wheels in the front and one in the back. Big Wheels for grown-ups!
Our view from the hotel balcony.
A replica of Elvis's famous 1955 pink Cadillac rotating over the bar.
One of Madonna's complicated looking leather outfits.
Blake and I marveled at this more than anything. The figures on the edge of the circle are beloved deceased musicians like Jim Morrison, Jimi Hendrix, Kurt Cobain and so on.
Belonged to Sid Vicious of The Sex Pistols.
Iggy Pop's leather pants, also autographed.
Part of the wall from CBGB that sadly closed in 2006.
For my bb elvenpath.
Freddie Mercury's leotard. ;_;
The late Dimebag Darrell's guitar.
Hendrix's iconic American flag shirt and guitar.
Plate autographed by Black Sabbath.
Bass belonging to Nikki Sixx.
Scott Ian of Anthrax.
One of my favorite pieces of memorabilia: this jacket was guitarist Jay Yuenger's from his White Zombie days.
"Pete Townshend, that's Who!"
Johnny Cash, the Man in Black.
His weapon of choice.
The ghost of Robert Ripley. I'm dumb and didn't think to begin recording right away. :(
The Junk Family.
Life-sized horse model made out of, what else, horseshoes.
The Ripley's building in Orlando is built as if it's falling into a sinkhole, hence this wobbly room. Vertigo get.
This is how warriors are trained in the Oogabooga tribe. They're suspended by hooks in their chests and weighed down by buffalo skulls. Punishment for falling is getting a finger cut off, but if they manage to stay suspended they do a victory lap around the village.
A man balancing a 24-foot ladder with a kitty in a basket at the very top.
Not the Fiji mermaid. Just a Fiji mermaid.
Walter Hudson, the world's fattest man weighing over 1,000 pounds.
"ALYPIUS - Ancient Dwarf of Alexandria, Egypt, 17-inches tall, was imprisoned in a parrot's cage for treason."
This rickshaw was made entirely of jade.
A tribute to Mona Lisa in toast.
A magician's wand, a witch's hand mirror and a devil bust used in black magic rituals.
My homey Vlad Tepes.
Enjoying a goblet of "wine" after a taxing day of war and torture.
It's like a tackle box when you're fishing for Cullens!
An iron maiden (RUN TO THE HILLS~).
After expiration, victims of the iron maiden were carried out to the drawbridge -- while still inside -- and dumped into the moat so no one would have to handle their bodies, like so.
More instruments of torture! :3c
Brutal.
This is based on a moron fellow who claimed the sound of his bells could repel lightning. Suffice it to say, they didn't, and he was found fused to the rope used to ring them.
The world's largest working padlock.
World's smallest and largest Ottomans.
Say hello to Robert Wadlow, the world's tallest man at 8'11". Next to him is the world's biggest tire which contains enough rubber to make over 300 normal sized tires.
I got a real kick out of this. The world's smallest violin. 8)
General Tom Thumb's tuxedo.
An actual slab of the Berlin Wall. The graffiti reads "I love Misch" and "I don't love Misch", and somewhere out there Eija-Riitta Berliner-Mauer is fapping at the speed of light.
This dog and cat adored each other so much that their owner made a harness that would allow the dog to carry the cat on his back. Aww~.
Part of the Terracotta Army. Why is Imperial China so cool?
We were both grimy and tired from the drive, but our hotel room wasn't available until 4PM, so we changed at a gas station bathroom into our "park" clothes and spent six hours running amok in Islands of Adventure. From the bridge that connects Jurassic Park to Lost Continent, we got a great view of the new Harry Potter theme park that's opening in June. It looked like most of Hogwarts was constructed as well as one of the pubs from Diagon Alley. I made +___+ face at it for about five minutes before Blake shuffled me along to Poseidon's Fury.
That night we had dinner at the Hard Rock Café. Neither of us had been there before, but it was absolutely amazing. I daresay a "spiritual experience" being among all the stuff that's shaped rock and roll and pop culture. Plus I had the best salad of my life, and Blake's steak was very pretty. Not one little strip of fat on it.
Sunday morning, we had brunch with my dad, step-mom and grandma at T.G.I. Friday's. Dad was waxing poetic at his new motorcycle and he and Blake fanned about KISS and classic cars. When I mentioned Rob Zombie was going to hold a concert in Florida soon, Dad's face lit up and he asked if he could tag along, lol.
Ripley's Believe It or Not was our final stop that weekend. It wasn't as good as I remembered from my first visit back in '08, but there was still tons to see and photograph. Too bad the other visitors to the museum would rudely push past us or get in the way of my camera when I was trying to take a picture. :|
On the drive home, Blake asked me to go through an apartment guide and mark down anything that would be within a reasonable price range and also allowed pets. I circled a few definite possibilities, but I've since been angsting about moving so far away from my friends and family, but that's something best saved for another day.
Blake's mighty Spartan beard right before he shaved it.
I forgot 7AM existed!
My Care Bear took over the driving for about an hour.
One of those dangerous, dumbass looking trike things. This one had two wheels in the front and one in the back. Big Wheels for grown-ups!
Our view from the hotel balcony.
Click to viewA replica of Elvis's famous 1955 pink Cadillac rotating over the bar.
One of Madonna's complicated looking leather outfits.
Blake and I marveled at this more than anything. The figures on the edge of the circle are beloved deceased musicians like Jim Morrison, Jimi Hendrix, Kurt Cobain and so on.
Belonged to Sid Vicious of The Sex Pistols.
Iggy Pop's leather pants, also autographed.
Part of the wall from CBGB that sadly closed in 2006.
For my bb elvenpath.
Freddie Mercury's leotard. ;_;
The late Dimebag Darrell's guitar.
Hendrix's iconic American flag shirt and guitar.
Plate autographed by Black Sabbath.
Bass belonging to Nikki Sixx.
Scott Ian of Anthrax.
One of my favorite pieces of memorabilia: this jacket was guitarist Jay Yuenger's from his White Zombie days.
"Pete Townshend, that's Who!"
Johnny Cash, the Man in Black.
His weapon of choice.
The ghost of Robert Ripley. I'm dumb and didn't think to begin recording right away. :(
The Junk Family.
Life-sized horse model made out of, what else, horseshoes.
The Ripley's building in Orlando is built as if it's falling into a sinkhole, hence this wobbly room. Vertigo get.
This is how warriors are trained in the Oogabooga tribe. They're suspended by hooks in their chests and weighed down by buffalo skulls. Punishment for falling is getting a finger cut off, but if they manage to stay suspended they do a victory lap around the village.
A man balancing a 24-foot ladder with a kitty in a basket at the very top.
Not the Fiji mermaid. Just a Fiji mermaid.
Walter Hudson, the world's fattest man weighing over 1,000 pounds.
"ALYPIUS - Ancient Dwarf of Alexandria, Egypt, 17-inches tall, was imprisoned in a parrot's cage for treason."
This rickshaw was made entirely of jade.
A tribute to Mona Lisa in toast.
A magician's wand, a witch's hand mirror and a devil bust used in black magic rituals.
My homey Vlad Tepes.
Enjoying a goblet of "wine" after a taxing day of war and torture.
It's like a tackle box when you're fishing for Cullens!
An iron maiden (RUN TO THE HILLS~).
After expiration, victims of the iron maiden were carried out to the drawbridge -- while still inside -- and dumped into the moat so no one would have to handle their bodies, like so.
More instruments of torture! :3c
Brutal.
This is based on a moron fellow who claimed the sound of his bells could repel lightning. Suffice it to say, they didn't, and he was found fused to the rope used to ring them.
The world's largest working padlock.
World's smallest and largest Ottomans.
Say hello to Robert Wadlow, the world's tallest man at 8'11". Next to him is the world's biggest tire which contains enough rubber to make over 300 normal sized tires.
I got a real kick out of this. The world's smallest violin. 8)
General Tom Thumb's tuxedo.
An actual slab of the Berlin Wall. The graffiti reads "I love Misch" and "I don't love Misch", and somewhere out there Eija-Riitta Berliner-Mauer is fapping at the speed of light.
This dog and cat adored each other so much that their owner made a harness that would allow the dog to carry the cat on his back. Aww~.
Part of the Terracotta Army. Why is Imperial China so cool?