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Sad Tea Party, WDW Today Reunion 2012

8 Dec

From WDW Today Reunion 2012:

Earlier this year, my friend and I were waiting in line to ride the Mad Tea Party at Magic Kingdom. We watched a group of guests riding it. There was one young girl who was with there with her mother and maybe her aunt? But her family had sat in one teacup and she had chosen to sit in another. Her mother and aunt were having a blast, spinning the cup, smiling and waving to the girl… who was just sitting still, looking so indifferent, not even spinning her tea cup at all.

This inspired me to create this Reuinion 2012 event. Here’s what we do. We fill up all the tea cups on the Mad Tea Party and just sit there, looking sooooo over it. Do not spin the tea cups at all. Don’t look like you’re having any fun.

It will be the Saddest Tea Party ever.

Submitted by: Mark Diba

Reported Battery on “it’s a small world”?

2 Feb

From the Orlando Sentinel:

A person at Magic Kingdom called deputies Sunday to report a battery, but later declined to prosecute, reports show.

Jim Solomons at the Orange County Sheriff’s Office said the person called 911 dispatch operators at 3 p.m. alleging a battery at the It’s a Small World ride at Walt Disney World‘s Magic Kingdom theme park.

Reports show one guest elbowed another because he thought the man was trying to cut in line.

The real story here is that someone was allegedly cutting in line at “it’s a small world,” which implies that there was enough of a line for one to cut in.

People, people, people.

I Heart Push

6 Jan

Somehow, this sign made me think of an old pal:

Push, The Talking Trash Can

Why I’m No Country Bears Fan

15 Feb

Recently on the MouseGuest Weekly podcast, Dan commented that I’m very “anti-somethings.” And well, I guess he’s right. I might not have had a large enough serving of the Kool-aid, because there’s some things that just rub me the wrong way. Hakuna Matata gets on my nerves, much to the chagrin of some folks at MouseStation podcast (listen to #135 if you wanna hear some ranting in strong disagreement). I’ve never had any interest in the Hoop Dee Doo Revue, though I did recently agree to partake of a bucket of chicken there with Eric next MouseFest, in exchange for his promise to go to the Bibbidi Bobbidi Boutique with me that same day. I have not, however, made any promises to ride Splash Mountain. That would take a much, much bigger bribe.

So, what’s next? Well . . . this week in Jentasmic! at StudiosCentral I explain exactly why I’m no fan of the Country Bears. But people, chill . . . there’s plenty of love to go around, and I’m sure the Country Bears are strong enough to live through my rejection. Just because I don’t want to visit them doesn’t mean you can’t stop by to cheer them up.

1971 WDW Mickey Mouse Revue on YouTube

23 Nov

Feeling a little nostalgic? LoreneFaith‘s just added a bunch of segments from the 1971 Walt Disney World opening TV special to YouTube. I’ve been grooving out to the Mickey Mouse Revue:

There are also two versions of When You Wish Upon a Star, one by Julie Andrews and the other by a full choir. Either of these might be of interest to my MouseGuest Weekly buddies Eric and Dan (as they recently did an entire MGW segment about that song, on show #119 ).

Watching the segment with the full choir, I was really struck by how our attention spans have changed since the early 1970s, or at least how much television producers perceive those attention spans have shortened. It’s hard to imagine anything showing on the Disney channel today with so many long shots of large crowds, without constant interspersions of pretty, well-polished teen stars.

(And say, is this a good moment to ask why on earth Ashley Tisdale was singing in the Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade in front of a giant stone rhino? No? I didn’t think so.)

All In This Together: Goths, High School Musical 2, and Growing Up Gay

20 Aug

applescruff’s blog at Progressive U comments on being a Disneyland Cast Member during Bat’s Day at the Fun Park (aka Goth Day):

At first, I didn’t realize that some of my fellow cast members were frightened of these guests. Something about their black makeup and reputation made the Bats crowd intimidating, I suppose. I really didn’t notice. In high school, I had stepped out of my comfort zone and made friends with a few goths, to discover that, more often than not, they were far nicer than the “normal” people. It might have been because I was a misfit myself, but I believe they would have opened up the same way to anyone. As for the Disneyland guests, they came to have fun, same as anyone else. It was annoying to me that I had to initiate contact with “scary people” because…well, they were scary. Even after one of them managed to talk with one of the goths to discover that yes, I was right, they can be very nice, the cast members seemed very nervous about them.

Apparently, despite having it drilled into our heads from the time we are old enough to watch our first episode of Sesame Street, most people do not remember not to “judge a book by it’s cover.” It doesn’t matter that this particular event took place at Disneyland, because I see it all the time. I’ve been a victim of this kind of thing for as long as I can remember. I come from Long Beach, so I’m automatically into drugs, rap, and because of the high school I attended, I’m possibly mentally unstable, part of a gang, and prone to violence. It doesn’t matter that people get these ideas from poorly researched television programs and films, it must be true because that’s what they know. I’m also preppy because I’m intelligent, and therefore I must have good grades (niether of which is entirely true). I am supposedly a hippy, therefore (again) a druggie, because I like to listen to sixties and seventies music. The list goes on and on. Worse, because I have an uncommon and not-very-phoenetic name, people tend to think I’m weird anyway without even learning more than my name.

And while we’re being asked not to judge books by their covers . . . I’m reminded of a post I saw earlier today on the QueerSighted Gay Blog, discussing whether High School Musical 2 is “chock full of gay:”

Perhaps disturbed by the gay subtext [in High School Musical] that was pointed out to them by homosexuals with agendas, Disney attempts to butch up High School Musical 2, removing all traces of queer allegory and metaphor and amping up the heterosexual love triangle. Even so, this sequel (which exists in a parallel universe where the high school experience is so watered down that it might as well be clear) is perhaps even gayer than the first movie.

I must say, it did occur to me that the “I Don’t Dance” scene was as laden with coded references and knowing glances as any Hays Code-era Hollywood blockbuster. Ryan’s the pitcher, eh? Not surprising at all, to those of us who’ve spent a good bit of time wearing the pink hats ourselves. And did anyone else think it was odd that Troy could even pretend to be jealous when Ryan slung his arm, with platonic affection, around Gabriella’s shoulders?

It would seem we’re confronted with a post-modern dilemma: Do we choose to view Ryan’s fabulous, fey mannerisms as thinly-veiled references to his homosexuality, or do we embrace the notion that hetero men should also be free to love show tunes and camp it up? Either way, Ryan saves the day, so does it matter? Not to me. I’m a big fan of both gay rights and gender aberration, so either way I’m all for it.

But more to the point . . . maybe Ryan’s sexual orientation does matter if you’re a gay teen growing up today, watching High School Musical 2 and thinking maybe, just maybe, it’s okay to be who you are. Could it be possible that we really are all in this together?

Tempest in a Teacup

18 Jul

From DIS News:

A 52-year-old Alabama woman was arrested on suspicion she beat and choked a woman who was allowed ahead of her while waiting to board a tea cup ride at Walt Disney World, according to authorities.

Sounds like somebody needs to switch to decaf.

Bittersweet US Naturalization Ceremony at Walt Disney World Resort

4 Jul

Once again, thank goodness for the interweb. Right now I’m watching the naturalization ceremony at Walt Disney World Resort, webcast live.

As I watch, it strikes me that there’s a certain irony to swearing in new citizens in front of Cinderella Castle, the architecture of which draws heavily on Germany’s Neuschwanstein Castle. And what sort of beautiful post-modernism is at work if our newest citizens hop on the monorail for Epcot’s World Showcase, and visit the pavilion of their country of origin?

I’ll confess, I’ve never been a big fan of the Fourth of July. I’ve seen some terrible things done in the name of our country, and I am not proud of how our forefathers obtained the land we now live on. And was it perhaps not a coincidence that the skies let loose with a brief, torrential rain after a recorded greeting was played by our current President George Bush? (Maybe the weather gods are as cranky as I am about ScooterGate.)

I almost reached my limit with Lee Greenwood came out to sing “God Bless the USA,” in jeans an a polo shirt no less. (Good Lord man, you couldn’t have put on a suit for such a solemn occasion? Jimmy Rogers would have.) But I’m glad I kept watching, because moments later Meg Crofton announced that our new citizens would participate in a special parade down the Magic Kingdom’s Main Street USA, a beloved icon perhaps because of its celebration of a place that has never truly existed. And much to my surprise, that’s when I welled up with tears.

Because, despite my anger with my country and its leaders, I still feel lucky to be a US citizen, with my dissent and freedom of expression protected by our First Amendment. And I do know how hard our new citizens have worked to come to our country, and the tremendous obstacles some of them have overcome. I have sat with friends and loved ones when they were afraid they wouldn’t be able to stay in our country, in the homes they had built and loved. I know there are many, many more who’d make great sacrifices to sit with them this morning, becoming new United States citizens. I know there are many who long even for safe haven within our borders, for political asylum. Our country is not perfect, but it is ours, it is my well-loved home, and I welcome our new citizens with my best wishes for a happy Independence Day.

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