Today, I drove an American icon around...
 

Today, I drove a living legend around on the Backlot Tour at the Disney -MGM Studios. Who was it? Why, Hugh Hefner, accompanied by four identical bleach blonde plastic bunnies. (They were honestly kind of disturbing to look at. Seriously, they looked like clones of each other. And their faces looked sort of stiff and shiny and incapable of expression.)

The fellow who spieled for them was kind of relieved that they sat way in the back row of the shuttle. He told me he was kind of nervous, and would have been all but incapable of coherent speech if they had sat up front. All the guys were high-fiving him when he got back to the break room. He told me he couldn't wait to get home and call his Dad to tell him that he had been Hef's tour guide.

Anyway, from the brief look I got, Mr. Hefner was looking a litttle frail, but he was dressed in a very loud pink suit, and was smiling. So, there you go, my very own brush with a cultural icon.

By the way, Hugh and company got a really lousy show by sitting in the back of the shuttle. Catastrophe Canyon is almost not worth seeing at all if you are seated in the last car of the tram. The shaker table that creates the "earthquake" effect is not working in the back, and the big water effect for the finale is messed up. The third water dump-tank falls way too early, and obscures the view of the rest of the show for the last car. So, people seated back there don't see or feel much of anything. (We often don't load the back car at all these days.)

Hef seems to like the Disney, I've seen him & his entourage at Disneyland before. He does sort of hearken back to the days of Walt and martooni lunches at Club 33 (yeah, I know Walt was gone by the time it opened, I'm just saying.) Private membership clubs and pretty girls (remember the Sunshine Girls that used to stand outside the Plaza Inn?) were the trappings of success for 1960s guys who left the midwest and made it big. When swanky was swank and camp was what you did in a tent.

Now that's an idea, Star Tours needs an updated film.

Hefner.

A whole new direction for the mouse...

Now that's a celebrbrity swanking

I feel a bit of a strange and unusual kinship with Hef because of one - and only one - thing. We share a birthday.


I would never be seen in a pink suit.

What a relief

:p

What a relief.

:p

Hugh and his bimbos were on the news this evening. I had to tell HTH that because he called in, he wasn't going to get to be Hugh Hefner's bellhop. I guess being Jesus' bellhop is just going to have to be good enough.

WTF?:gnome:

Hey, everyone can use some help with their luggage once in a while.

HTH got to be Jim "Jesus" Caviezel's bellhop recently. Perhaps he'll tell us about it.

I just now saw Hugh Hefner on the news. He was surrounded by the four scary (and NOT attractive) girls and he said,"There are two places I call the happiest places on earth. One is Disney and the other is the Playboy Mansion." (I guess he's never been to the swanky, palacial and rat-free NotAfraid and Euromeinke estate.)

The newscaster said that his visit was "a belated birthday celebration for one of his four girlfriends." The newscaster then chuckled smarmily, and his co-anchor quickly segued to the weather. The weatherman said,"Oh, I just don't even want to go there." and he chuckled smarmily.