Heather and I took an impromptu trip to Disneyland yesterday. This is the beauty of the annual pass. And also the beauty of unemployment.
Quick sidetrack: Another beauty of unemployment being that I have countless hours to watch the Olympics, which includes curling. Valerie alluded to this in a recent post but I would like to briefly expound upon the strange phenomenon of cute curlers. Who knew? I mean, really, who knew that the cute guys hang out at curling lanes? I suppose there could be cute guys anywhere but I guess I've always equated curling to bowling and have you ever seen a cute bowler? No, you haven't. So it's a bit of a surprise. A rather pleasant one.
Okay, I'm back on track, which was this: I'm a little frightened of Pirates of the Caribbean. I never use to be but yesterday we went on and for the first time I looked into the eyes of the animatronic pirates and got the willies. It looks like they're peering deep into your soul and only have foul play on their minds.