I am perhaps the only writer in America that went to the Happiest Place on Earth only to find a giant gaping vagina in the middle of it all. That's why you can call me the reluctant Mousketeer.
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The Rockin' Rollercoaster is my favorite Disney attraction. Riding a rollercoaster in the dark with speakers blasting Aerosmith in my ears is the only way to go.
Still, it's Disney.
~~shudder~~
"Have a magical day!"
"Yeah, fuck you."
That picture just reeks of wrongness. Like making a cowboy wear a PeTA T-shirt.
Or making ME wear Affliction.
PS--how come Goofy wears clothes and can talk--but Pluto is the same philo-genetic order and he is naked and can't talk?
I have always wondered that...
I wuv the cute little kitty witty!
I've never been to Disneyland but if I do go someday, I'll check out the Rock n Roller Coaster for sure.
How was it that the Disneyland experience moved you to think about your father?
Disney Diaries
Hi everyone.
When I saw the Rockin' Rollercoaster tram take off--that just made me think of Dad because back in the day 0-60 MPH in six seconds was a big deal and here was Disney taking that to whole new heights. I never researched it, but I wondered if the take-off was powered by magnetics.
Then the whole Disney thing--so perfect and flawless, eventually made me appreciate the contrast of my everyday life, hence the last line of the essay. Alive vs. dead; joy vs. sorrow.
The complexity of all that sort of contrast is just absent from Disney and I wanted to draw subtle attention to that.
Now I'm off to check out whitenoise's link ...
Slap and my ass and call me Charlie if you want to, but I don't think you've made a bff in that cat after making him/her wear those mouse ears.
you're a genius, erin o'brien, a frikkin' genius.
i love you.
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