Took the fambly to Disneyland yesterday. Mrs. Vito figured out how to get some kind deal on annual passes that cost less than the full price of two one-day passes. I don't know how she did it. I just pay for the stuff.
Disneyland isn't exactly a weed-friendly place. Like most places, they make no distinction between pipe smoke and other forms of tobacco smoke. I've heard that at one time there was a pipe and weed shop on Main Street, USA. Those days are gone, apparently forever. Since January 2000, all forms of smoking have been verboten everywhere in the park, except for three designated areas. Of course, there are still cigarette-smoking jerks who light up outside of those areas.
I hung out in one of the smoking areas to burn a bowl o' weed yesterday, partly because I wanted to smoke after a stout bowl of steak gumbo in New Orleans Square, but mostly because I wanted to observe the smokers, and the attitudes of non-smokers toward them. I drew stares with my full-bent pipe, and a few grins, nods, and double-takes...even from some non-smoking passers-by. I think some of them see pipes being smoked so infrequently that they couldn't help but look. Some little kids (who possibly have never seen a pipe smoker) stared, fascinated.
In the time it took to burn most of a Group 5 bowl, I saw no other pipe smokers, and no 'gar stick smokers. Everyone else who came there to smoke was smoking cigarettes. We are a very "safe" minority to pick on.
Thanks to the tyranny of the majority, I expect this gentle pastime to become extinct—possibly within my lifetime. None of the people who give their assent to that extinction are likely ever to make the connection between that crime against our liberty and the fact that their own turn will come. It will be for some other thing that the majority decides is harmful, and it too will be forbidden for The Good of All. They'll be pissed, but they won't recognize how their own political zeal in depriving others of the pursuit of happiness is coming back to bite them. Unless we're all free, eventually none of us will be free.
(...end of rant)
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Disneyland is transformed at night, no matter what the time of year. But at Christmas time, it's especially cool. Here's what they do to the castle for the holidays...although it's way cooler in person:
We took the train back to Main Street USA after dark, whereupon I exclaimed, "Wuh...lookit that Christmas tree...!"
With impeccable timing, Daughter No. 2 replied, "That's no tree...that's a space station!"
:joker:
Disneyland isn't exactly a weed-friendly place. Like most places, they make no distinction between pipe smoke and other forms of tobacco smoke. I've heard that at one time there was a pipe and weed shop on Main Street, USA. Those days are gone, apparently forever. Since January 2000, all forms of smoking have been verboten everywhere in the park, except for three designated areas. Of course, there are still cigarette-smoking jerks who light up outside of those areas.
I hung out in one of the smoking areas to burn a bowl o' weed yesterday, partly because I wanted to smoke after a stout bowl of steak gumbo in New Orleans Square, but mostly because I wanted to observe the smokers, and the attitudes of non-smokers toward them. I drew stares with my full-bent pipe, and a few grins, nods, and double-takes...even from some non-smoking passers-by. I think some of them see pipes being smoked so infrequently that they couldn't help but look. Some little kids (who possibly have never seen a pipe smoker) stared, fascinated.
In the time it took to burn most of a Group 5 bowl, I saw no other pipe smokers, and no 'gar stick smokers. Everyone else who came there to smoke was smoking cigarettes. We are a very "safe" minority to pick on.
Thanks to the tyranny of the majority, I expect this gentle pastime to become extinct—possibly within my lifetime. None of the people who give their assent to that extinction are likely ever to make the connection between that crime against our liberty and the fact that their own turn will come. It will be for some other thing that the majority decides is harmful, and it too will be forbidden for The Good of All. They'll be pissed, but they won't recognize how their own political zeal in depriving others of the pursuit of happiness is coming back to bite them. Unless we're all free, eventually none of us will be free.
(...end of rant)
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Disneyland is transformed at night, no matter what the time of year. But at Christmas time, it's especially cool. Here's what they do to the castle for the holidays...although it's way cooler in person:
:joker:
