Thank you for another lurid memory !! :D

Awww Lash! I didn't go into the House of Horrors if that makes you feel better. You can't protect me from those Monsters when you're way out there in Au!

I would like to state, for the record, that there are now fewer than six months remaining in my sentence.

Ah, Lashbear, you so crack me up while I feel so badly for you!!!

And, a question.

The shopper pass at Disneyland. We went tonight. Guest Relations at DCA said to go to the one at Disneyland. That was closed and we were told to go to a ticket booth. The lady there said 'The 3 of you? I don't think so.' That perplexed me. She said 'Why?' and I said 'We are at DTD shopping and we would like to go into Disneyland to do more'. She said no and then went to 'check' and came back 'No.' I said 'What does the manager say?' and she said 'She said no'.

And then....when I asked her 'If the park opens at eight, what time does Main Stree open?' {to which my friend laughed 'Eight?'} And the lady said '8'. I said, 'Well some times when the park opens they let you in to Main Street early...' and the lady shook her head like I was a nut and said 'No'.

Okay. This really bugged the he77 outta me. I mean, why would we try and scam them, if we got passes and didn't come back we'd be charged the full amount. It was after 6 p.m. As crowded as it was, there was no way we'd make it on to any ride {worth that much grief} in less than an hour.

But, we didn't let her faze us. My friend bought her tickets for later this week. We had wanted to take her in to DCA to try and get her interested in the Aladdin show and the other things her kids might like.

Anyways, we went off and spent our money elsewhere.

Oh, and we went to the Hearthstone Lounge {is that right?} and I hopefully have started a rumor that it is haunted. :evil: If anyone hears about a ghost, it is probably me. :D

We're in Nashville, it's hot, and humid. I'm melting.

It's not the heat and humidity that'll get you- it's the country music. You are, right now, in one of the most musically evil places on this planet.

Hehehe, I've done nothing more than step foot into Tennessee.

It's funny, for as much as I rebelled against country music in my youth, I find myself oddly attracted to the older stuff, the bluegrass, even the gospel (though I'm a non-believer, myself). The stark sounds that were country music before it started sounding over-processed and smooth as silk. That stuff makes me want to vomit and always will. I want to go see someone jam on the fiddle just a few feet in front of me... That's why Nashville and Memphis don't seem all too bad to me. Except for the heat and humidity.

I'm home.

Who wants to do my laundry?

Not me.

We've already done the Opry, Country Music Hall of Fame, The Ryman and Studio B. :D