Cool Stuff and Good Fortune

With this year being Disneyland’s 60th Anniversary, I wasn’t at all surprised when I read that IDW will be publishing a line of Disney comics. Oh, this put me over the moon. I might have actually done a happy dance, though I’m not entirely sure. I grew up loving stuff like this so to have it back is pretty exciting.

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My eBay business is going really well. Between all of the comics, toys, and trading pins I seem to be practically rolling in money. The bills are paid, that’s all that really matters to me. However it is nice to be recognized for my selling accomplishments…

I guess somewhere in the back of my mind I wondered what could possibly top this. It wasn’t long before I got my answer…

Out of ALL the people signed up for Relay this year – including the higher-ups and team captains – I have raised the most money to benefit cancer research. The eBay award I saw coming, but this? I’m still a little shocked. I’m sure someone in the next 2-3 weeks will overtake me if I don’t add anything new, yet I remain confident that this is going to be my biggest Relay yet. At the moment I’m running maybe 10 personal fundraisers simultaneously. Nobody asked me to do so many, I kinda just got one idea after another and kept going. I have no intention of stopping or slowing down, either.

Disneyland is more fun with a party of two

I’m usually a very honest person. I have no problem divulging little details about my condition or personal life because to me if anything is relevant to whatever topic I’m on there’s no sense in omitting facts. When you tell any story worth repeating a thousand times over, do you cut out the bad parts and explore the fonder memories? No, because the negative aspects might be considered important stepping stones in the road to happier times. Rarely ever do I make an exception, but recently I had a major falling out with my sister Melanie and if I don’t discuss at least SOME of what happened it’s going to eat me alive.

To keep my moral high ground intact, I’ll only offer up what you need to know. Melanie has been the member of the same Pentecostal church for over 20 years. They don’t operate like most churches of their type do. The atmosphere is more like a cult than anything with strict rules regarding clothes, hair styles, entertainment, and what I can only describe as “outside interference.”

A normal church wouldn’t say “You can’t do that” or “You shouldn’t talk to your family about matters that do not concern them.” Hers apparently does. Not because Becky and I are bad people (we’re not). They just don’t like us very much for a variety of reasons…

1) We don’t go to their cult meetings… I mean, church services.

2) We are individuals, not avid Kool-Aid drinkers.

3) When Melanie and her boys are around us, they have fun.

Case in point, our recent trip to Disneyland as a family. Becky, Melanie, and Daniel worked insanely hard to raise money for the trip. I helped with the yard sales at Mel’s apartment while also selling things on eBay. Unlike previous fundraising attempts, this time seemed to carry a lot more weight. Christopher – the oldest of my sister’s three boys – was graciously being allowed to go on this trip by his legal guardian. Becky and I hadn’t seen him in years, and we were really looking forward to the opportunity. Things actually went pretty well, I thought…

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If you look at those pictures closely though, you can tell that at least some of us weren’t completely happy. Christopher, with the unwarranted dirty looks. Melanie, who can never take a decent picture. Me? Half the time I was either exhausted or in pain. At least I had a legitimate excuse for being grumpy.

On top of all that, for the duration of the 2 days spent between Disneyland and California Adventure, everything felt rushed. It was mostly the Mel & Chris Show, with everyone else lagging behind. Certain desirable areas of the park were overlooked in favor of short cuts to the better rides. Pictures were taken, but for some reason most (if not all) of my sister’s focused on Christopher. To be perfectly honest it was almost as if Melanie didn’t even want to be there despite all the hard work it took. It was a complete disaster.

At present, Melanie has once again severed ties with us, no doubt a request made by her pastor. Their prejudice is hurtful and never-ending.

Following the initial drama with my sister and Mildred’s passing we both felt the overwhelming need to get away. So, Becky and I decided to take a day trip to Disneyland… alone. It was far more entertaining than our last visit.

Our first ever picture with Genie!

Becky and I right after we got on Big Thunder Mountain Railroad.

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We got to meet Olaf!

Becky was so proud of herself for being able to ride California Screamin’. She had a blast!

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The sunset over Paradise Pier was gorgeous!

Becky and I thought this was adorable.

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The trip wouldn’t be complete without a couple wild life shots.

Finally went on the Finding Nemo ride!

Rocketeer sighting!

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Donald Duck!

You can clearly see the difference between the two trips. Becky and I were much happier during the second. As we speak my wife is already planning a third visit for this year. I am very much looking forward to it!

100 Day Challenge: Post about something that makes you happy (DAY 7)

As I get older, I’ve noticed that my memory isn’t getting any better. I have retained a great deal of key long-term information but for some reason anything short-term is all-too quickly forgotten. A while back when I first noticed this mental health decline (I was in my mid to late 20’s), I decided to employ certain material possessions as “triggers.” The theory had been, if I look at a particular object, I might just be able to recall any memories associated with it.

I believe I started with Orko, from the original Masters of the Universe toy line. I bought it for $50 something on eBay, in its present condition. I didn’t care too much about how the plastic bubble had yellowed with age, or that the card sustained minor wear. Damage or no damage, the figure helps me to remember one of the fondest moments of my childhood. The first time I ever held one in my hands, my mom was shopping in Target with me riding in the top of a shopping cart. I kept talking about how he was my favorite He-Man character, and why. I gradually lost all of the accessories besides the main part, the one that made him spin. I do so loved “winding him up” to see how long Orko could move on his own. It was like magic.

Grizzlor: There was one occasion on which my dad was taking me to bed and I refused to go without him. I know it seems a bit strange that I would want to sleep with a toy monster when most other children would be afraid of something under the bed or in the closet. Perhaps I thought that the only way to repel such creatures was with one of my own. It’s an odd sort of Dream Warden, but as a kid it actually worked.

Joker: I absolutely loved everything about the first Batman film, released in 1989 – specifically Jack Nicholson as The Joker. I suppose that’s why I only ever had that figure, because in my honest opinion he stole the show. To quote Kim Basinger, “I love purple.” The suit made an excellent transition from the comics to the film, and finally to the toy line.

Roger Rabbit: So many different emotions run through me when I look at this one, chief among them my fondness for the movie in general. It’s difficult for me to put into words. Have you ever watched a movie or a television show and consciously made the decision to not define why said forms of entertainment pique your interest? That’s what happened to me. It’s like trying to pick out your absolute favorite movie of all time. It’s nigh-impossible for me to say in great detail why I enjoyed Who Framed Roger Rabbit so much. Between the title character’ sense of hilarity to Eddie Valiant’s tragic back story and beyond, I’ll always think very highly of the film. I feel so strongly that I kind of get in a silly mood when I look at that figure hanging on the wall next to Joker. It’s an exhilarating sensation, as if my mind is telling me “I can’t believe you found it, after all these years.”

As you can see, I have a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles theme on the section of wall above my closet door. There’s the original film on VHS, sealed. Found that at a thrift shop in 2010 for only a dollar. I was (and still am) a huge TMNT fan in part because of how it was a perfect blend of the comics and the popular animated series in regards to its tone. I bought the Baxter Stockman figure at a comic shop in Torrance, CA. in 2008 for a little over $30. Baxter to me had been one of those misunderstood villains, only evil as a result of his environment and not necessarily by his own design. I guess you could say that the manner in which he was bullied, not just by his enemies but his allies as well, that I related to him on so many levels. That’s why I felt secure in my purchase of only one figure from that toy line. It had to make sense.

There are also four buttons that I’ll admit I only hung on the wall because I have no idea what else to do with them. My old Konami handheld game in the corner, which surprisingly still works great. That Donatello figure is the only piece that doesn’t truly belong, as it is based on the 2003 reboot. If you look closely, there is something else different about it…

I discovered this while waiting in line for my meds at Long’s in 2007. The top of the card says Leo, but the figure is obviously not him. I had never seen anything like it. Only cost me $8.

In 2013 I was fortunate enough to attend my first ever Sci-Fi Con with my friend Justin. It was held in Burbank, about 3 or 4 hours away. We split the gas and each brought our own souvenir money. I met quite a few celebrities there, but my interaction with Jonathan Frakes was the highlight o the day. I couldn’t afford this rare talking figure or even a photo op, which started to put a damper on things. Justin kindly offered up the remainder of what I needed just to be able ti talk to him so he could sign the card. We spoke very briefly about how his directing style influenced the pace at which I wrote my comic. He flashed me that familiar Riker smile and expressed genuine respect for my accomplishment (150 pages in a month and a half). I grew up idolizing this man, so to receive high praise from him is something I’ll never forget.

You are looking at the only two Star Tours figures I might ever have. I was unaware upon their respective purchases that the line would eventually be taken off the shelves at Disneyland in favor of one that is more traditional in nature, not a blatant Disney/Star Wars mash-up. Despite this, I stand by my choices. To understand the meaning behind how awesome the Yoda-Stitch hybrid is on a personal note I must first let you in on a little secret – I can do both voices. I taught myself by accident one day when I was playing around with my singing voice and the talent sort of took on a life of its own. Before too long I was also learning how to do other voices – Beavis, Igor, Donald Duck, Sloth, Gizmo, and a rather creepy Grim Reaper type that I created myself. In a manner of speaking, the aforementioned hybrid serves as a reminder of a moment in which I was unafraid to try something new. As for Donald Duck/Commander Cody, that explanation is much simpler. I love Donald and Storm Troopers equally. Buying the figure seemed like a no-brainer.

My Geek Wall as it was before the recent changes I made seemed over-crowded. By separating the cars from the action figures, I was able to offer a more coherent view while simultaneously freeing up space for future additions. I’m not going to stop getting collectibles like these until I run out of room, largely due to the fact that in looking at them provides the same effect as it does when I’m standing on a beach looking out into the ocean.  The set-up is breathtaking, and calms me down whenever the rest of my life gets too chaotic.

My first visit to Disneyland for Halloween

In the middle of September Becky, Melanie, Daniel, Elijah, and I went to Disneyland. It was the first official day of their Halloween season and neither of us had ever been to the theme park during it. The decorating was limited to Disneyland, as we soon discovered. Pumpkins, long with traditional colors, were displayed through the park in a variety of ways.

From the character pumpkins above the entrance…

To the Nightmare Before Christmas Haunted Mansion makeover…

… the sights were nothing short of awe-inspiring.

They even had a pumpkin carving station, set up outside Big Thunder Ranch.

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The amount of skill that must have gone into those must have been amazing, judging by the detail.

Though the line took seemingly forever, I eventually got to take a picture with Donald Duck dressed up as a jack o’lantern. Hands down my favorite Disney character, and a meeting that was well worth the wait.

The trip up until that point went rather smoothly. We hit up Cars Land first so we could ride on Radiator Springs before it got too crowded. Not long after we moved over to Disneyland from California Adventure, along the way stopping for pictures. I’ve been on Haunted Mansion previously when it’s been made over for Christmas, and although it wasn’t a surprise that particular attraction was still entertaining.

We posed for a photo op with Jafar…

.. and then randomly started wandering around. In doing so, I ended up getting separated from everyone else. The entire day there were no MS flare ups of any kind but for some reason when I realized I was lost, pain hit me like a ton of bricks. I instantly had trouble walking and there was no sign of my family anywhere. I did the only thing I could think of by doubling back to a shop that might let me borrow a phone so I could call Becky to let her know where I was. The kind workers at this “Red Room” shop near Pirates of the Caribbean offered me a seat while I waited. One of them graciously brought me a Mint Julep – free of charge – with a glow in the dark Jack Skellington ball inside.

Once I met up with Becky and the others,  we went on Splash Mountain because the heat was beginning to overwhelm the entire group. Though reluctant to get soaked, I found the ride to be more fun than I originally anticipated.

We probably ran into more characters during this trip than any other…

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Not all of the pictures turned out alright but that’s okay. The important thing is that it was a memorable experience.

The assortment of character pumpkins lined up around the Walt Disney statue was truly heartwarming…

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…. and I left Disneyland with a bunch of cool stuff.

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49 pins and 3 Star Wars-themed Cars characters for my toy collection. Despite the unfortunate flare up, I enjoyed the vacation very much. I can’t wait to go back.

Disneyland/California Adventure Day 5 – February 16, 2014

7:27 a.m.
I got up before everyone else and I’m only dragging ass because I lost this Goofy pressed penny I found on Grizzly River Run last night. I can buy a new one today, no big deal. Have to get ready.

9:00 a.m.
I got up at 7 in the morning and we haven’t left yet. Not off to a great start today.

3:03 p.m.
Admittedly I wasn’t in a good mood when we got to California Adventure today. Our arrival had been delayed due to the dryer still being out of order. Becky and Melanie found a laundromat, then grabbed more sandwich meat from a grocery store. Upon our arrival, (as we did yesterday), we rented automatic and manual wheelchairs. I’m in the manual, because my legs are slowly freezing up. Got in line for Radiator Springs. That took almost an hour. The ride itself was awesome. Amazing, life-like details. Fast cars, thrilling turns. I’d definitely go on it again. Luigi’s Flying Tires on the other hand? No. Not a chance in hell. It was too confining in a tire with Melanie and Daniel, plus the damn thing broke down. I was not impressed. I dis get to meet Donald, though. He pointed at my Kingdom Hearts shirt and got even more excited when he saw the Donald hat I was wearing. Truly my favorite part of the night.

11:11 p.m.
The line for Toy Story was longer than I anticipated. To be honest I never knew what the ride actually consisted of. Turned out to be a lot like Astro Blasters. I went into it thinking “Ok, maybe now it will be my turn to beat Daniel at something.” Nope. He won 74,400 to 56,000. One of these days, little dude. One of these days.

11:19 p.m.
Daniel gave us such a hard time at the Ferris Wheel. I understand that he has a terrible fear of heights, but come on. Dirty looks, excessive pouting, refusal to join in on the fun with the rest of the family… it was ridiculous. We get all loaded up in the Pluto cage and before the major swinging can even begin Daniel started screaming and crying like a two year old. He’s thirteen. It was embarrassing. People in the nearest carts could hear him yelling “Let me out” at the top of his lungs. Towards the end Daniel decided to try this weird Native American meditation crap and it worked. He calmed down, and all was right with the world.

11:43 p.m.
The pizza I ate on the boardwalk wasn’t altogether warm, which sucked. Little Mermaid is hands down my favorite Disney film and so it can’t be too surprising that I found the ride to be quite entertaining. We were about to go on Goofy’s Sky School next when the cast members informed us that it was closed. The news was mildly upsetting, but this feeling didn’t last. Soaring Over California more than made up for the disappointment. Melanie screamed her head off the entire time. It was pretty funny. Once that ride was marked off our checklist, Becky took me to do a little last minute shopping. I picked up a Twilight Zone 50th Anniversary novel with nineteen short stories in it. Becky got a new badge holder for her season pass because her old one broke. At the end of the night, there was a quick walk through Cars Land to look at the lights and go on the Mater ride one more time. This was the last day of the Disneyland/California Adventure vacation. Tomorrow is a one day visit to Knott’s Berry Farm. I honestly never had any desire to go there. To me, it’s a day being taken away from a couple parks we were already enjoying. However, I have to be more lenient in regards to what others want out of a family outing. My willingness is irrelevant. If I’m not at least somewhat open-minded, the only thing I’m accomplishing is ruining the fun. I got ready what I could in terms of gathering our stuff for checkout in the morning, but I’m starting to fall asleep. My whole body hurts and I need to rest. I can finish this later.

Disneyland/California Adventure DAY 3 – February 12, 2014

10:31 a.m.
We slept in later than intended. Yesterday was extraordinarily rough on our bodies. Daniel and Elijah had fallen asleep almost instantly. Melanie wasn’t far behind them. Poor Becky wound up getting blisters on her feet after a little over nine hours of walking. Me, I was the last to nod off. It’s not like I was overly excited about the next day, I just had a lot of fun and wanted to relax before I actually went to bed. At the moment everyone’s busy getting ready. I’m almost done. All I have left to do is figure out what else is going in the bag. I’m not bringing my Donald Duck Through The Years hat. I paid almost $20 for it, and I don’t want it to fly off my head when I go on California Screamin’. Looking forward to seeing Daniel and Elijah’s reactions to that ride. I’m getting goosebumps just thinking about it.

1:04 p.m.
Entering California Adventure was business as usual. Very little pictures were taken, if any. We headed straight for Cars Land, and went on the Mater ride. Daniel looked miserable the entire time while everybody else was having fun. Melanie and I were screaming, but not nearly as much as Becky and Elijah. At least one of my nephews thoroughly enjoyed the experience. Shortly after that we met Lightning McQueen. Ran into a fellow Ravens fan while waiting in line. Then, we sat down for our first break at Cozy Cone. Becky, Daniel, and Elijah had Chile Con Quesos while Melanie and I were eating ice cream. As Becky pointed out, I just had to get the biggest cone that I could – a large Vanilla/Chocolate Twist. That thing was melting all over my hand and making a giant mess. I didn’t care. Daniel ran to get me a cup and spoon, as well as some napkins. When I finished I washed my hands. Easy fix. So far, this day has been great.

1:26 p.m. The Ladybug ride didn’t go as fast as it did last time I went to California Adventure. Probably a good thing.

2:18 p.m.
Bugs Land is always kind of underwhelming. I attribute this to the fact that A Bug’s Life was only the second Pixar film released. A lot of Disney fans were still high on Toy Story at the time and when they saw this new animated feature, people generally didn’t know what to think. Don’t get me wrong, it’s still cool in its own way. I just feel as if this section of California Adventure could be a lot better.

2:20 p.m.
The Twilight Zone Tower of Terror is hands down my favorite ride in this park. It’s wicked and dark, like the Haunted Mansion, but infinitely more thrilling. Plus, it was fun to see Daniel screaming like a little girl during the free fall.

3:56 p.m.
Took in two shows back to back – Muppet 3D Vision and Disney Junior. The bright lights and colors kinda gave me a headache. It happens on occasion because of my seizure disorder. No worries, though. Nothing majorly bad occurred so it’s all good. Currently stopped for a bathroom break and then we’ll be on our way.

11:12 p.m.
So, I decided to do something completely out of character. I’m always so afraid of going on water rides because I don’t overly enjoy getting soaked – partly due to MS (extreme cold hurts like hell) but also due to the fact that it would take forever to dry off. Rather than succumb to irrationality, I just went for it. We got on Grizzly River Run, following a fast-moving line that could have gone a lot slower. Becky got hit by most of the water, while the rest of us still got fairly drenched. By the time we got off the ride, my poor wife said not again. Melanie, Daniel, and Elijah were eager to go right back. I went along while Becky stayed behind. As fate would have it, I was the one getting hit by the waves more than the other people in the boat. A few minutes later, we brave four snuck back around for a third ride. I use the term snuck loosely. Melanie, Elijah, and I went the normal route while Daniel hopped a gate. What started in nobility ended in foolishness as I was still kinda soaked at the end of the night. Oh well, at least I conquered my fear.

11:33 p.m.
Just before dark, I dropped my camera. I didn’t realize there had been any damage sustained until I attempted to close the battery compartment while waiting for the Play Parade to start. It wouldn’t shut. One little piece had broken off. I’m going to have to use tape to keep it closed until I can afford to buy a new camera. It’s alright. It sucks of course, but there’s not much I can do to fix the problem. The parade itself was cool, but definitely one of those things that could have been better. Case in point, the Monsters University float. Mike’s eye was broken and none of the cast members seemed to notice. I also feel bad for those poor women being forced to dance around in skimpy outfits when it’s freezing cold outside. This lackluster viewing would soon be balanced out by a much grander experience. Melanie refused to go on California Screamin’ and Daniel chickened out. I got on with only Elijah in tow. He screamed half the time, but I was laughing my ass off. I couldn’t help it. The thrill of not being in control of the speed or direction of the coaster was exhilarating. My fear of heights? Gone. Elijah’s? Not so much. He emphatically stated that he’s never going on it again. This is ironic because I said the same thing about the Zephyr on a prior visit to California Adventure, and there I was riding it not once but twice with the rest of the family tonight.

11:46 p.m.
We capped off the night with The World of Color. You know how they say if you’re standing in the Wet Zone, you’ll get wet? Well, there we were all lined up for the show and when it started there was barely any sprinkles. However, the pillars of water did go pretty high and at the end the condensation amounted to my entire group being very uncomfortable. As a matter of fact, I got back to the room over two hours ago and my clothes are still wet. Despite the drenching, the show as great. My favorite part was the Pirates segment towards the finale, with the towers of flame going as high as the water did. Simply fantastic. The perfect end to another awesome day.