"I Survived the Disneyland Earthquake '08!"

   Our next eagerly anticipated activity was our return to Disneyland, or as my son calls it, the "real" Disneyland (as opposed to California Adventure, where we went instead last summer).

   Now if you've been with us for awhile here you may recall my rant last year about the criminality of charging for parking at the Mouse's House (it is now up to 12 bones!). Save your breath because I'm going to bitch about it again.

   What a fucking rip off. I guess it makes sense psychologically though, getting you prepared for $5 bottles of water and $80 tasteless lunches..

   Anyway, I do think the continually rising costs at Disneyland is an indicator of the economy in general.

   Most importantly, we were on the Jungle Cruise when the earthquake hit! As we arrived back at the dock, fools were scattering everywhere. I was sure someone had finally brought in and detonated a dirty bomb. No, as it turned out, it was a tumbler centered in Chino Hills and all we heard for the rest of the day was people excitedly talking about it.

   I thought very seriously for at least two minutes about cruising the streets of Anaheim, procuring a screenprinting device and a tent, and selling "I Survived the Disneyland Quake - 2008!" t-shirts, complete with wavy lettering, out by Timon Section 2 in the parking lot.

   But the kids wanted to go on rides - my son even made his debut on Big Thunder(!!) so I scrapped my plan to earn back the clams Walt's followers had extorted from me and was content to while away the rest of the day and evening until fireworks time, which was VERY impressive!

   All jokes aside, a very fun day for all of us!