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Let's finish up the travelogue so I can go back to posting about how I can't sleep at night.

Going back in time, Mom and I went to Toontown to spin on the Roger Rabbit ride, which I hadn't seen since I was a kid.

Toontown is scary as fuck; I'd forgotten how much cartoons of the era that it is meant to evoke frighten the hell out of me; everything was surreal and Fleischer-esque and Roger Rabbit's Toontown Spin From Hell is the very scariest ride there is at Disneyland; nightmarish, can't-sleep-clown'll-eat-me fun.

I don't remember being nearly this frightened the first time I rode this, at the tender age of 15. Maybe one really has to have one's blood chemistry completely altered by antidepressants to find Toontown as frightening and depressing as I do, but there you have it. A little-known side effect of Effexor: Toons will fuck you up.

Why aren't children more frightened by things like fish floating in tanks of gasoline?

Saw some amusing things in the Emporium: one, Chip and Dale in their gay wedding tuxedos, married at last. (They must've gone to Massachusetts.)

Also, remind me to go on a rant later about the Bratz-ification of the Disney princesses. I know I have way more to say about Disney princesses than adult, heterosexual women without offspring should, but come on.

Anyhow.

Also rode the Matterhorn; I've been having dreams about riding the Matterhorn, and reality was exactly like them, so I guess I hadn't forgotten it as much as I'd thought.

We did, in fact, manage to hit almost everything Disneyland has that our "home base" doesn't, so I'm satisfied.

Today we slept in, had a family blowout, and then I rolled into Tomorrowland to catch up on my Space Mountain. There's some sort of bizarre Red Hot Chili Peppers overlay that is both incredibly cheesy and oddly exhilarating. I was pleased. Waiting on the line, I did some sudoku, and scribbled this on the back page:

Dryblog 1/15/07 1:40 PM Line to Sp Mt.
I am cursed - they just announced a 10-minute delay due to technical difficulties as I wait in line for Space Mountain.

Rides that have broken as I've waited/and or ridden on them this trip:
Toad
Matterhorn
Space Mountain
Monorail

What up? Am I cursed? Too bad it didn't stop while I was on it - that would trump a Toad evacuation any day!

Later on, we headed back to California Adventure and watched the Aladdin show. Stage shows in theme parks are dumb. This one was fairly impressive - dumb, but in a big, Broadway-style theatre, with life-sized elephant puppets and up-to-date references. (Genie to Jafar: "Wait a minute, I know you -- bad attitude, walks with a stick... are you on that show House?" and "You're so mean that on Myspace, even Tom won't be your friend!")

Tomorrow we spend about 9 hours traveling back home. That's at least 3 hours too many, but thanks to a useless stopover in Philadelphia, from which, Mom points out, we can practically walk home, it will be an all-day extravaganza.

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