Sunday, May 15, 2011

Our Disney Scavenger Hunt

I'll spare you any suspense, and tell you we did *not* win the D23 Scavenger Hunt. However, we survived. And that, in itself, is a win.

Our Scavenger Hunt swag: lanyard tags, iron-on patches, and a canvas bag.

Imagine, if you will, having three hours to find approximately 150 hard-to-find things scattered throughout an entire theme park filled to the brim with slow-moving tourists and strollers and massive bottle-necked crowds, and also that it's about 100 degrees in the shade. Then imagine many of those hard-to-find things also involving tedious puzzle-solving and letter-counting, and that you have to do two parks back-to-back each day, with maybe 20 minutes in between for lunch and bathroom breaks.

Like I said: survival was its own reward.

The highest-point clues (which of course were the ones we wanted most to solve) involved multiple steps which had us all scrambling from one end of the park to the other. For example: "Find such-and-such plaque in Town Square and list the 67th, 108th, 21st, 51st, 49th, and 57th letters. Unscramble the letters to form a word. Now find an attraction with that word in it. Go to that attraction. Find a poster listing the date it was opened. Now find the shop in Liberty Square with an address matching the last two digits of that date. Write the name of that shop as your answer."

And that was just one.

There would be about 15 ten-point clues (per park) like that. Roughly another 15 were five-pointers, which had multiple steps but all in the same area. The remaining 6o or so were all one-pointers: ie "Find the buggy on a Main Street Window. List the name of that shop's proprietor."

To make it harder, all the questions were mixed together so nothing was arranged by location. This meant our first five to ten minutes was spend speed-reading and marking each clue by the guide map - although the ten-pointers always threw a wrench in the works by making us retrace our steps many times over.

In addition to the park crowds, we also had our fellow Hunters to contend with. With over 500 teams (comprised of two to four people each) in the running, almost every long-puzzle location had a crowd to jostle through - and since we were all counting letters and words on itty-bitty plaques and signs, and people would stick their hands and fingers in the way to count along...yeah. Tough.

Everyone keeps asking if it was fun or not. Umm....kind of? I guess we still haven't decided, although I'm pretty sure I'd do it again. There was a real thrill each time we found something - especially the four-and-five step clues, and you do reach a point when you couldn't *possibly* get any more drenched with sweat, and therefore you just stop worrying about it. Heh.

We tried to guzzle lots of water or Gatorade while zipping through the crowds, and we re-applied our 50+ baby-block sunscreen several times, but even so there was a time or two when I was sure I was going to faint. I pushed myself to my limit, and there was actually something really satisfying about that. Like going to battle. Only with more funny hats. And blisters.

It was also nice to have something that demanded our complete attention for almost the entire time that Blogger was down. We knew there was nothing we could do about our posts disappearing or the site being inaccessible, so at least this kept our minds off it.

There were ways it could have been better, of course - a cooler time of year, a less-crowded time of year, or if the organizers had made sure all the clues were actually *in* the parks. (At least one clue per park had the necessary item missing, broken, or shut down, resulting in lots of wasted time.) I also wish we could have had more interaction with our fellow hunters, since the few we did chat with on the trams or monorail seemed really fun. Quite a few came in from out of state for the hunt, and many had special team t-shirts made up or they dressed alike - one pair of ladies even wore matching pink tutus and tiaras both days.

A team t-shirt we spotted on the tram on Day 2. Isn't it awesome?
(The art is by one of the ladies' brothers, Joshua R. Stones.)

UPDATE: Aaaand the results are in! John and I made a not-too-embarrassing 146th out of the 520 teams competing. The top three winning teams were comprised of professional Disney bloggers, authors, and pod-casters, so the few online boards I've visited since are full of less-than-thrilled competitors. Still, it's hard to be believe that any Disney trivia nut - no matter how hardcore - would know, say, the exact dates when each shop on Main Street was founded, so I don't see how they'd have *that* much of an advantage over the rest of us.

While I don't begrudge any Dizgeek using his/her trivia knowledge to their advantage, it is a shame to learn how widespread the cheating was. Lots of teams split up, helped other teams, used extra people, or got cast members to help them. John and I saw some of this (teams peeking over our shoulders, or copying down answers we'd just blurted out - and one team was even sitting on the answer we were hunting, so it was only random luck that I thought to ask to see behind them) but frankly we were too absorbed in our own hunt to worry about anyone else.

We were very careful to follow the rules, though, as I never let John get more than a dozen feet away from me, and we refused help on more than one occasion from eager-to-please cast members (who really *should* have known better, heh). Still, it makes me wish the grand prize had been something small, so that the urge to cheat would be gone and we could've all just had fun. I think dangling a Disney cruise in front of people is just too much temptation.

So, now that you've slogged through my lengthy report, I'll reward you with a (potentially) fun idea: John and I think it'd be awesome to make our own Disney scavenger hunt. One that you guys could download and print out for family vacations, say, and that combines trivia with hunting so you learn neat little factoids about the attractions and whatnot while you go. I'm sure these probably already exist out there (the Hidden Mickeys books come to mind), but I love the idea of making our own. What do you think? Is that something any of you Dizgeeks would like? And then - and I know this is just CRAZY talk - maybe we could even arrange a timed hunt for any of you who wanted to come to Orlando. You'd compete for...uh...whatever I have in my pocket. Yeah. But...not in a dirty way. More like a Hobbit way. (Trip to Mordor optional.)

So...[hopeful grin]...thoughts?

Saturday, May 14, 2011


When I was a kid my dad took a course in stained glass, and then taught my mom and my brother and me. For a while we all really got into it: our kitchen was set up with the electric grinder, and the table was where we did all the cutting and foiling and soldering. We made lots of gifts for family, and even sold a few things at the local flea market that summer. The combination of creativity, power tools, and danger made it pretty darn cool for a middle-schooler like me.

Anyway, I just saw this on @thinkgeek's Twitter feed:

Made by MclanesMemories
Heck. Yeah.
And suddenly I'm feeling the itch again.

Plus, it reminded me of these other cool things I saw not too long ago:

"Stained Glass Sith" by Suzanne Rosema, found by Cara C.
(Sadly I couldn't find a website for Suzanne)

Also found by Cara C.; found on Free Stained Glass Patterns, where - you guessed it - you can download the pattern for free. Suh-weet!

As a kid I made flowers and butterflies and other rather boring whatnots, so realizing all the geeky possibilities is making me see the art in a whole new light. I mean, think about it: How perfect would a Mario-themed Tiffany lamp be? Or a Ghostbuster's sun-catcher?

Anyway, I'm still recovering from our two days of scavenger hunting at Disney World (can't....move...) and just thought I'd share. Assuming Blogger is working at the moment, of course. Heh. Stay tuned for a report on the hunt. (Again, assuming Blogger is working.)

Oh, and gimmie some more geeky ideas for stained glass, peeps: what symbols/characters would you want to see? Just, you know, for conversation's sake? ;)

Thursday, May 12, 2011

What's My Age Again?

Hey, it's my birthday!

And I got TOYS!!

These adorable little RC 'bots are from Number1, aka "the other Jen" from CW. I used to think *I* was a great gift-giver, but the fact that Jen went to Toys R Us for my present shows I've met my match.

Naturally I've been attempting to terrorize the cats with them, but so far they're thoroughly unimpressed. Still, I'll keep trying. ;)

Today also marks the one-year anniversary of this blog. Wahoo!! Hard to believe, huh? It seems like only yesterday I was sketching out the Epbot 'bot and griping about Bioshock. I guess time really does fly when you're having fun - so thank you all for reading and giving me an excuse to goof off in the name of "work."

Speaking of goofing off, by the time you read this I'll be at Disney World with John, embarking on a two-day, four-park scavenger hunt!! Woot woot!

Random prettiness from the Epcot Flower & Garden Festival

I signed us up months and months ago, and the fact that the hunt started on my birthday was the pixie-dust sprinkled cherry on top. You can bet I'll be taking plenty of pictures, of course, so cross your fingers that John and I won't place dead last, and stay tuned for a full report.

And finally, while you might not know it from this post, [smirk] I'm 33 today. I can honestly say that being in my thirties beats being in my twenties six ways to Sunday, so I don't mind admitting it. Heck, I look forward to being in my forties (and beyond!) celebrating with toy robots and trips to Disney.

Here's to geekdom keeping us young, my friends! Even if only at heart.

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Procrastination Station 5/11/11

Do that other stuff later. This is more fun!

75 Abandoned Theaters - this photo roundup contains mostly exterior shots (which are still fascinating) but there are also some breathtaking (not to mention heartbreaking) interiors like this:

Absolutely swoon-worthy urban decay. Hit the link to see the rest.
(Thanks to Laura for the link!)

Worth a Thousand Words...A Photo Blog

This is a parody page, and if you've ever wandered through Tumblr or other hipster-ish, pretentious photoblogs you'll get plenty of LOLs out of it. From the overly dramatic descriptions to the post apologizing for not posting to the insanely ridiculous "share" buttons (which made me laugh so hard I scared the cats), it's well worth a read. (Found via @urlesque)

This is a fascinating collection of inspiration & final result pin-ups. Kind of like Photoshop, before there was Photoshop! I found it interesting to compare the things the artists changed, like adding longer hair, versus the things they didn't - no stick-figure arms or whittling off another two dress sizes here! Maybe some of today's beauty magazines would benefit from a look. (Some pics are NSFW - although there's no nudity.) (Found via @limecrime)

Reader Vita X. found this free online game sure to delight you literature geeks. Playing as Nick Carraway, you throw your hat to defeat waiters, jugglers, and party-goers in search of Gatsby himself. Here's a screen-shot:

Did I mention this is a Nintendo game from 1990? :D The guy who converted it for online play found it a garage sale for fifty cents, and it's apparently quite popular now. You can even buy t-shirts at his site. Heh. Anyway, it's well worth playing for a minute or five or ten.

So tell me, guys, what's got you wasting time this week?

Monday, May 9, 2011

Geeks Rule, and Here's Why

" exclusion as a teenager can be one of the best indicators of future success."

Can I get an "amen?!"

That quote is by Alexandra Robbins, a self-described "dork," talking about her new book, The Geeks Shall Inherit the Earth: Popularity, Quirk Theory, and Why Outsiders Thrive After High School.

She goes on to say, "Popular students are more likely to be involved in aggression (whether physical or alternative - gossip, rumors, backstabbing, etc.), both as targets and aggressors," and actually encourages parents to discourage their children from joining the "popular crowd." Kids should instead be encouraged to do the things they love - especially outside of school - so that they can meet others with similar interests. Because, hey, get this! It turns out the very personality traits that get you ridiculed in school are the ones that will make you extremely successful out of it.

Now, while I doubt this surprises any of us grown-up geeks, it's still nice to offer the next generation [smirk] a new hope. [double smirk] It also may help comfort and inspire parents raising little geeklings of their own to know that theirs are the kids who really will be coming out on top.

Read the rest of the article (which I highly recommend) here. (found via @kiala and Jezebel) I'll be putting Robbin's book on my to-read list.

So tell me, fellow grown-up geeks: have you found that you and your outsider friends from school are more successful now than the "popular" kids? Personally, I've never made much effort to check in on my former classmates (I avoid reunions and have only a handful of FB friends from school), but I firmly believe my outsider experiences led directly to my career successes. How about you?

Sunday, May 8, 2011

When Flamingos Attack

I'm happy to report that last week's Caribbean cruise was, in a word, lovely. We splurged on a balcony cabin, and I spent every spare second outside, breathing in the ocean air and just watching the waves go by. Ahhhh.

This was our view leaving Miami:

I spent hours just watching the sea foam wash along below me:

It's really mesmerizing. Plus, the wake from the ship would send up little sprays, which flashed quick little rainbows in the sunlight. You can just see one in this shot:

Our first port was in Freeport, the Bahamas, but we were too busy relaxing to even think of leaving the ship. We had a nice view from the balcony, though:

See those trees with the orange flowers? Those are Royal Poncianas, my all-time favorite tree. (Is it weird to have a favorite tree?) You'll find them all over the Caribbean and south Florida, and they have the most delicate, fern-like leaves. Super pretty.

Now, I know what you're thinking: GET TO THE GOOD PART, ALREADY!!

Ok, ok. Let's move on to our stop in Nassau, the Bahamas, where I inadvertently made my own remake of Hitchcock's The Birds.

In Nassau there is a sweet little park called the Ardastra Gardens. It's technically a zoo, but the main attractions are all birds.

You'll have to humor me a bit longer, though, because I have some beauty shots to share:

There were lots of parrots on open air stands stationed around the park, but this guy in particular demanded our attention. He'd squawk out increasingly desperate "hello!"s and do all manner of tricks and tumbles to get us to watch him. Here he's hanging by his feet:

...but he also flipped upside down and hung by one leg - and then, when we turned to leave, performed his pièce de résistance:

Such a ham.
(While hanging, he continued squawking - I'm guessing the parrot equivalent of "Look, Ma! No hands!")

Having escaped this first avian encounter relatively unscathed (unless you count our eardrums), we then thought it'd be a great idea to go feed the lorikeets.

Here our friends Ray and Julianne (along with Ninja Baby Isaiah) and John are being swarmed by the horde:

Now, lorikeets are beautiful birds. However, being birds, they are, naturally, from the devil. (I say this as the daughter of a bird-lover, and having grown up with everything from cockatiels to african grays.) So, naturally, once I acquired my own apple slice to feed the little flying hell hounds, one immediately nipped me on the finger while another busied himself pooping on my shirt.

Good times.

When we tried to leave, this little bully decided to claim John's sneaker for all Hell-kind:

He wouldn't relinquish his hold for anything, and it took over a dozen steps and some rather exuberant hokey-pokeying to get him to flap off. Heh.

Next we went to see the flamingos.

(Ah, you perked up there, didn't you? I thought so, you blood-thirsty lot, you.)

Ardastra is famous for their marching flamingos. They have a show/demonstration where the flock is paraded around a circular open-air theater, responding to a drill sergeant trainer's commands.

Before the show, the birds roam freely outside the theater, eating, sleeping, and honking at each other:

You can even walk right up to them and take shots like this:

That beady little eye popped open the second my shutter clicked. Creeeepy.

(In case the suspense is killing you: this is not when I was attacked.)

(That came during the show.)

Heeere they coooome!

It was neat watching the flock parade around and about-face on command. They'd stop mere inches from our seats, too:

During which this guy was clearly sizing me up for later:

To quote Pete Venkman, "That's the one that got me."

The final part of the show involved victims volunteers being brought into the arena for a photo op. The trainer brought the whole flock around each individual, which was when that beady-eyed specimen there took a particularly keen interest in me.

Fun fact: flamingos can reach five feet in height with their necks extended. Being five foot tall myself, I can now personally verify this fact after being nose-to-beak with Mr. Beady Eyes. He got closer, and closer, and closer, and then started going for my head.

For my dignity's sake, I tried to simultaneously laugh off being attacked by a giant lawn ornament while attempting to keep my shoulder up to shield my face.

It...was not a pretty sight.

But, for your amusement, I'll show you anyway:

I have other shots of me leaning waaaay back, stark terror in my madly grinning "no, really, I'm not scared!!" face, but I'll be leaving those visuals to your imagination.

But wait, there's more!

After the flamingo show, we spied these pretty black swans in a nearby pond:

We stopped to ooh and aah, and after a few moments, one of them heaved himself out of the water and started waddling towards us.

"Oooh, he's coming to say hello!" I squealed, forgetting, again, the whole demon-spawn thing.

Sure enough, the swan came right up to the little hip-high wall separating us, and lunged. At the last possible second, I realized he was going for my water bottle, which I'd set on the wall to take a photo:

John snatched it out of the way just in time, but the bird made a few more desperate grabs for it, shooting his head forward snake-like. I guess he really doesn't like plastic bottles.

Despite the bird attacks, we still had a fantastic day at Ardastra - and in all seriousness, I'd highly recommend it to anyone visiting Nassau. In fact, I'll leave you with a little more eye candy:

This gorgeous guy paraded around for us for a full five minutes with his tail extended, showing off his feathers.

And finally, the eighth wonder of the world:

The backside of peacock!!

Heh. Aheh. Heh.

(Hey, once a JC skipper, ALWAYS a JC skipper.)

Saturday, May 7, 2011

Better Suited: Two Easy Bathing Suit Mods

I'm baaa-aaack!

Who missed me? Huh? C'mon, ya big lugs, I know it was you!

Before I detail the many, many adventures I suffered during my four-night Caribbean cruise (I was attacked by a flamingo. I kid thee not.), I want to share some quick and easy, down and dirty suit mods that I came up with before said cruise.

Now, as anyone with a uterus knows, shopping for a bathing suit sucks. S-U-C-K-S. Suh-Ux. Sucks. And, as anyone blessed with moderately large-ish metaphorical tracts of lands knows, finding an inexpensive suit that won't have you metaphorically hangin' ten (two?) is nearly impossible.


I found this at Target:

Cute, right? The problem, however, lay with that circular cut-out. If you've ever worn a tube top or bandeau, you know how the middle tends to, um, hover a bit. Well, this one hovered a lot, becoming a veritable port-hole into the infamous land of the dreaded side boob.

Fortunately, the solution was ridiculously easy:

See? Ridiculously easy. The removable strap was the perfect length for a halter strap through the circle. I attached the two ends together like this:

...but for a permanent fix you could also break off one plastic clip and hook the remaining one through the fabric loop left behind. This was fine on my neck, though, so I left both on.

And the best part? No more porthole! The strap kept the circle down and provided much better support.

I thought that was the end of my suit-shopping, but the day before we left I spotted an ok-looking halter design at Wal-Mart - and at only $10, I couldn't pass it up:

However, it had a similar problem: the cut was just too low for comfort. So, I whipped out my Crop-A-Dile (a grommet-setting tool one of you readers told me about) and...


Here's a close-up:

The cord was the handle off an old gift bag, and I already had the copper grommets (although silver would have looked much better), so the fix didn't cost me a penny. The grommets held fast, too; after a day at the beach there wasn't a single pucker or pull. Success!

Well, I hope this helps inspire some of my fellow land owners out there to go ahead and modify a cheaper suit to save a little money - and also to have a little fun in the process. :)

Now, stay tuned for...[dun dun DUUUUMM] "When Flamingos...ATTACK."

Monday, May 2, 2011

Spontaneous Combustion

By the time you read this, dear readers, I will be gone.

Well, not GONE gone...I mean, I'm not breaking up with you or anything.


Let me start over.

By the time you read this, I will be traveling south (ok, further south) for a few days of rest and all-you-can-eat buffets on the high seas.

(Why do they call them the "high" seas, anyway? Wouldn't you say they're about sea-level? [rimshot!])

Where was I?

Ah, right: this feeling of being a bit scattered of late. Mostly, though, I've been concerned about John. Or rather, the way I treat John.

(By the by, I'm about to get really real here for a sec. Hope you don't mind.)

See, sometimes I can be a work-a-holic. Because I like what I do it doesn't always feel like work, but even when it does, I want to answer just a few more e-mails, or file just a few more photos, or - yes, I admit it - check just a few more tweets. Sometimes those "just a few more"s overrun other things in my life, though. Things like weekends. Or rest. Or tolerant spouses.

So last Thursday night, with the crack house done, and the book done, and some extra CW posts written, I decided to do that one thing we work-a-holic hermits absolutely abhor: be spontaneous.

"Whoah there, buddy, let's not do anything crazy, now."

"John," I said, "I think we should take a cruise next week."

It's not often I see my husband's jaw drop, so that next moment was quite a treat.



I should mention here that cruising is John's heaven-on-earth.

Cruising is John's heaven-on-earth.
I should also mention that he had one researched, price-shopped, and booked in record time. Probably so I wouldn't have a chance to change my mind. Clever boy.

So, if you need us, we'll be drifting around the Caribbean this week.

Hopefully on board a ship.

I expect I'll still be posting, but no promises. (Although I really do need to vent about the whole bathing-suit shopping experience. You know, for recovery purposes.)

And, since I'll be trying to do this myself, here's a little challenge for all of you: go and appreciate your loved ones this week. Whatever that means to you, and whatever it takes, just try. I'm betting it'll pay off in spades for all of us.

See y'all in a few days.

(Oh, and yes, I have my passport.)

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Sharing the Love [GiveAway]

Not to be all, "lookie what I got!" but...

Lookie what I got!!

Every once in a while one of you fabulous readers will send me something sweet and make my day. I don't always mention it, because showing off how nice you guys are could be misconstrued as just plain showing off. Ick. However, today I'm going to share!

A little. [grin]

First, let me break down the goodies:

Melonie A. sent those adorable Kawaii capsule toys on the right, plus the oh-so-cute Kingdom Hearts cellphone charm in the middle, all the way from Japan! (The tubes are candy.) I'm currently working on a crafty way to display the toys. I'm sure you'll hear about it when/if I do.

Not three days later, reader Somara *als0* found and purchased the Mickey charm for me. Which is amazing, since I don't think either even knew I'm a Kingdom Hearts fan!

When she learned I already had one, Somara sent the charm anyway, suggesting I give it to one of you. (Told ya you readers are awesome.) Though if you don't mind, I'll be keeping the hilariously creepy vintage clown heads she also included. :D

And lastly, the sweet and squishable Ewok clothed in my favorite color and boasting a hand painted Epbot 'bot to boot (woot!) is by the über talented Stephanie Kotkin. I certainly won't be giving him away - ever! - but you can get your own (among other cute things) at Stephanie's Etsy store.

Now: where my fellow Kindgom Hearts fans at?

If you'd like a shot at winning this Sora-wearing-Mickey-ears charm, just leave a comment on this post. I'll announce the winner at 11 pm EST today, both on the Epbot Facebook page and on this post, so be sure to check back!

UPDATE: And the winner is....OnceBitten! Congrats, Once (can I call you Once?), and please e-mail me your mailing address!

Friday, April 29, 2011

Hidden Treasures at the Magic Kingdom

You know what the only good thing about this time of year here in Orlando is?

('Cuz it's definitely NOT the 100 degree weather. [Yes, it really did hit 100 this week. FAN ME NOW.])

It's the fact that the Magic Kingdom has been staying open 'til midnight or later.

Awwww yeeeeeaah.

About a week ago John and I headed over there at 10:30 at night, ie, the time when it starts to cool off a smidge. Sure, the humidity is still at 3,000%, and it never gets under 75 degrees, but at least the sun is down. And they sell ice cream on Main Street. Which we ate at 1:30 in the morning, before catching the last tram out to our car.

Awwww yeeeeeah.

Anyway, the other day we made dinner plans with some new friends at the Columbia Harbour House, and I brought my camera to grab a few detail shots:

Gee, I wonder why? Heh. I'm so predictable.

You guys know I'm all about the details at Disney; I just love finding and photographing the little things we usually walk right past without a second thought.

Disney restaurants usually have great theming, too, so anytime you eat at the parks try to take a minute to walk around and take it all in.

Oh, and if you ever eat at Harbour House there's only one place to sit: on the bridge upstairs with windows overlooking the walkway from Fantasyland on one side, and the rivers of America on the other. Unless the park is really busy you'll probably have the entire area to yourself, and it's a great cozy spot that most folks never discover. In fact, it almost makes up for the lousy tuna fish sandwiches! [Zing! Sorry, Disney.]

After dinner we wandered through the new queue at the Haunted Mansion (amazing - check it out online if you can't come see it in person) and then over to Splash Mountain...

...where I waited outside snapping photos while everyone else got drenched. (I'm not a big drop person. Or a roller coaster person.) I love all the lanterns in the trees at the queue, though, don't you? We have a giant tree in our backyard - bigger than these - and it's my dream to someday have it wired for hanging lanterns like this. It's so dreamy, like Lothlorien!

Next I want to show you my two favorite hidden treasures in the Winnie the Pooh ride. If you like hidden mickeys and park trivia, then you're going to LOVE these. (Assuming you don't already know about them, of course!)

The first is found at the very entrance to the queue:

Photo via DIS Unplugged - hit the link for lots more pics of the updated queue.

Dizgeeks will recall that this giant tree has been moved. It used to be in a playground across the main walkway, where - as you longtime dizgeeks will recall - once upon a time the 20,000 Leagues ride used to be.

When the tree was first built, the Imagineers decided to leave a small homage to the ride it replaced: a tiny imprint of the Nautilus, tucked away where even those who are looking for it have a hard time finding. Eventually, though, those people will locate it above the right-hand doorway and take a picture for you:


And inside the ride, there's an homage to another attraction: the one Winnie the Pooh replaced.

That's a picture of Mr. Toad (of Mr. Toad's Wild Ride) handing Owl the deed to his house. To find it, you have to look to the left in the very first room of the ride. It's near the entrance, so you may have to turn around and look behind you to catch it.

(In Disneyland in California, WtP replaced the Country Bear Jamboree. So in one of the rooms on the ride, if you look up and behind you you'll see the three mounted animal heads - the ones that used to sing in the Jamboree - up on the wall. You'd never spot them if you weren't looking, though!)

And finally, that most elusive treasure of all:

Ghost Tigger! OooooOOoooo!


Ok, that's all for now! I hope you guys don't mind my Disney ramblings. I even have a few more tidbits for later, if you like these. Since so many of you have been e-mailing me lately for Disney advice on upcoming vacations, I thought sharing a few of my favorite often-overlooked details would be fun. So, let me know if you want more sometime!