Monday, March 20, 2006

Saturday, What a Day

A couple weeks ago my friend Ross' wife called my wife and said they had some tickets to Disney On Ice. I told you I don't care too much for Disney and I certainly don't care much for bastardized versions of "Finding Nemo" hacked out by second-rate ice skater/mimes/actors. We went anyway. About noon on Saturday, Ross called to tell us he still meant for us to go through with the half baked plans and we attended the two o'clock show at the Delta Center.

It was a little taste of DisneyLand here in Salt Lake with vendors selling $10 snow cones and cotton candy. One old man came and stood by us barking about palm-sized Nemo toys. A lady asked, "How much are those?"

He said, "These are $18 and these are $20." When nobody bought any he said, "Nobody wants to buy any of these? NOBODY? Well, I'll be..." and he walked away like we were all the worst parents in the world. I wished I had something to throw at him.

I had to leave halfway through the show to go to work. How was your weekend?

I have also forgotten to mention that Ross and Heidi had their third baby on Groundhog's Day. A boy named Everett. Sorry I forgot to tell everyone till now. Despite the fact that I drive a minivan, I am compelled to tease Ross for buying a minivan because he was such a hold out.

3 comments:

Native Minnow said...

Ross finally bought a minivan? That's freakin' hilarious. What about all that macho talk? I guess practicality wins again.

PsychoIntern said...

He could have at least gotten an SUV...wimp...

slimysculpin said...

Roscoe should be proud. Vans rock. My van has the first v6 I've ever owned. I think it could take the old datsun in a race (if the datsun still ran, that is).