Holiday notes part two: toilet paper!
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7. Tuesday, my father decided to celebrate my birthday by having toilet paper thrown at me.
Seriously.
8. Told to rest and be good. Do not do as much of this as, in retrospect, I should have. Some small things Get Done. Notice feet swelling and decide to take wheelchair instead of scooter for the evening, which turned out, in retrospect, to be a surprisingly prescient move.
9. Take nap. Awoken by overly happy cat.
10.
tgregoryt and I take off to my parents, where we transfer cars and drive behind Universal Studios, which right now is mildly awesome since Hogwarts – well, a little Hogwarts – has just been unscaffolded to the wondering eyes of the general public. Mildly amused to realize that from the lofty towards of Fake Hogwarts you can look directly down on the all too real institution of Dr. Philips High School.
11. Drive round and round the general Universal Studios/Islands of Adventure/City Walk area. Begin to wonder where we are going.
12. Where we are going is to a back drop off area, chosen mostly to keep me from squawking about the Universal Studios parking lot. (That failed. I am unable to be within visual distance of that parking lot without squawking about it.) Get into wheelchair. Notice feet swelling. Grr.
13. Off to my birthday surprise, which, as a few of you might have surmised from the toilet paper comment, turned out to be the Blue Man Group, with my parents, brother and
fbhjr and
malterre.
This was awesome. (Also, loud.) I'd wanted to go for a long while, but getting there on my own is difficult (see, complaints about Universal Studios' parking lot and taxicab and bus access). So, awesome. If you haven't seen them in their various outlets, go. (Also, earplugs.) Show claims that either my brother or father is an Olympics curling champion. We are beginning to wonder.
(Intriguingly enough, although I was fine with the strobe lights, the sound did start to make me dizzy which I must say probably added to the experience – it certainly made the part with the toilet paper considerably more disorienting.)
I want to go again :)
14. Get a Blue Man Group teddy bear (thanks
fbhjr and
malterre and chocolate.
This is why most of you have not heard much from me recently, and why, alas, I was unable to join
fbhjr and
malterre and my mother on their expedition to the bird sanctuary. (I feel terrible, since they drove all the way out to pick me up.) Blogging will probably continue to be light until sometime next week. Or possibly sometime in January, despite plans to do lots of Quality Resting in the upcoming days.
Seriously.
8. Told to rest and be good. Do not do as much of this as, in retrospect, I should have. Some small things Get Done. Notice feet swelling and decide to take wheelchair instead of scooter for the evening, which turned out, in retrospect, to be a surprisingly prescient move.
9. Take nap. Awoken by overly happy cat.
10.
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11. Drive round and round the general Universal Studios/Islands of Adventure/City Walk area. Begin to wonder where we are going.
12. Where we are going is to a back drop off area, chosen mostly to keep me from squawking about the Universal Studios parking lot. (That failed. I am unable to be within visual distance of that parking lot without squawking about it.) Get into wheelchair. Notice feet swelling. Grr.
13. Off to my birthday surprise, which, as a few of you might have surmised from the toilet paper comment, turned out to be the Blue Man Group, with my parents, brother and
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This was awesome. (Also, loud.) I'd wanted to go for a long while, but getting there on my own is difficult (see, complaints about Universal Studios' parking lot and taxicab and bus access). So, awesome. If you haven't seen them in their various outlets, go. (Also, earplugs.) Show claims that either my brother or father is an Olympics curling champion. We are beginning to wonder.
(Intriguingly enough, although I was fine with the strobe lights, the sound did start to make me dizzy which I must say probably added to the experience – it certainly made the part with the toilet paper considerably more disorienting.)
I want to go again :)
14. Get a Blue Man Group teddy bear (thanks
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This is why most of you have not heard much from me recently, and why, alas, I was unable to join
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Date: 2009-12-24 12:32 pm (UTC)