Okay, okay, so I'm not really writing a book about a clown named Rudolfo. But you can't tell me that wouldn't make one stellar novel.
Basically I haven't written anything in weeks and I just couldn't give another teaser from the same four pages I've written. Before long you could piece them all together and have the first chapter, and I obviously don't want that. So I decided to have a little fun. And fun it was.
Secondly, I think I was entirely unclear on which statue I was referring to in my last Disneyland post, the one that makes me tear up (and tear up may have been an exaggeration. I guess a more accurate description would have been "I like it a lot"). It looked like I was talking about the statue of Pluto that Macy is standing next to. Don't get me wrong, Pluto is a cute dog and all, but seeing his likeness in bronze doesn't exactly make me well up. No, I was actually talking about the picture below it, the one of Walt Disney and Mickey. I don't know if it was just being there or what, but something about that statue, the two of them holding hands, Walt pointing as if he's showing something to Mickey, it just sums up the essence of Disneyland. I don't know why. I just love it.
So there are the answers to your burning questions. Now you can sleep soundly tonight.
I'm hoping to update my movie blog soon. I've seen two movies recently that I want to review and I'm ready to do another This Week In Hollywood, so, you know, check it out. (Once I write it. Don't check it out right now, there's nothing there yet.)