About Sunday

Woke up super early for some reason. Oh, wait, the neighbors are ripping out their pool so someone started jack hammering first thing this morning. After shouting some obscenities in my head I took a shower and got dressed. Went down to Pizza Hut for the buffet only to find that on Sunday they do not offer a buffet so I kinda stuffed myself on a medium sized pizza. Of course, it was amazing. Came home and wrote yesterday's blog entry about turning 30 and goofed around on the internet for a bit. Then it came time for work so I got dressed in my work clothes and headed for the door. After a brief trip down the 5 I arrived and work and had time to converse with other cast members before trekking out to Main Street and setting up for the first parade. Had a lot of great guest interaction and the parade went smoothly. Break time and then back out on the route. The walkways for this parade were a little crowded but we muscled through it and again, everything went fine. Lunch, break, then back at it for pyro. After a couple of days without fireworks due to high winds and dryness in the air, it finally looks like we are gonna get to see, "Remember, Dreams Come True." Those thoughts we quickly put to rest when the cancellation announcement was made. Technical difficulties. Now I have to tell you here that when you tell 15,000 or more people that they can't watch things explode in the sky, you feel that at any moment they might riot. I see grown me stomp their feet on the ground and pout like children. They hurl all sorts of slanderous insults your way or mumble obscenities under their breath. People can turn on you in an instant when they hear that fireworks are cancelled. Luckily we had no situations last night and those who wanted to leave the park did so, and those who wanted to stay bee lined for the nearest attraction so as to be first in line. All in all a very good night. I came home a little tired but talked to a friend on the phone until about 2:30a.m. Good conversation ensued. Then I promptly fell asleep.

Turning 30

I have considered that it may be a bit too early for this post as the subject matter will not occur for another 4 months, but my upcoming birthday has been on my mind today. To start with let me say that I do not actually think that 30 is old. I will say however that it is that next stepping stone in life after turning 25. Life has many milestones as far as aging goes and I feel obligated to list them below:

• Age 5 -  The "terrible twos" are long over with. You can talk, walk, and understand how things around you are working. You should, at this age, be able to hold a fairly intelligible conversation.
• Age 10 - Another 5 years have passed. You have probably made quite a few good friends by now. You can write, read, and you still think girls are gross but in the back of your subconscious mind you are thinking, "Well, frogs are gross and I still play with them."
• Age 13 - You are a teenager! Finally a young man or woman. You have or probably will experience your first kiss. You are beginning to look toward the future and have graduated from wanting to be a fireman to desperately wanting to join a rock and roll band.
• Age 16 - At this age you can drive. Every parents worst nightmare that their child is growing up is coming true. You've entered high school and it's opened up an entire new world of possibilities for you. Girls are suddenly desirable to  boys in full force and the girls are learning how to wield their womanly powers over the male sex. You start going to parties, and at some point you will be forced to cope with the fact that in the very near future you will be making some very important decisions for yourself.
• Age 18 - You have the right to vote to smoke porn. High school is coming to a close and college or job prospects are on the horizon. You think that since you have graduated you know everything about the world and are ready to jump in head first. But the world has much bigger things in store for you.
• Age 21 - Legal drinking age. Alcohol is no longer something you have to bribe other people to acquire. 
• Age 25 - Not a huge milestone but in most states this is the age you have to be to independently rent a car. Oh, and you're a quarter of a century old. Ha!

Then comes the age of thirty. For some reason this has always seemed like the beginning of the down hill slope as opposed to what most people experience at 50. Maybe it's that i feel that I am still finding my way in life. By now I finally have a pretty good idea about where I am headed, but I am having a hell of a time getting there. Perhaps I just need to learn more patience. I have a good life and can only improve on it from here, right? I could sit here and quote a thousand phrases about how life is what you make of it and so on, but we've all heard that and I won't bore you too much with my deep "meaning of life" thoughts. Well, not this time at least.
I know I have taken some chances this year already and some of those experiences have given me a renewed sense of faith in certain aspects of my life. I guess I feel that 30 is when you are officially deemed an adult. I mean, don't mistake me meaning here, I work for Disney for crying out loud and will never "grow up" but by the time I turned 30 I expected to have house, a wife, a stable career, and a little money in the bank. My lack of some of those items are of my own undoing I will admit. So all that's left is to move forward, work towards my goals, and try to keep a positive outlook. I plan to take on 30 head down and at full force. I think I'm still growing up. I remember the words my Grandfather said to me over again. He told me, "Always try and learn something new every day." If I do that, I will continue growing up and learning, and that's exactly what I intend to do.

Sunday, Sunday

This morning I awoke around 9:30a.m. and hopped into the shower. I then threw on some clean clothes and then gathered my dirty clothes up and did some much needed laundry. During the cleaning process, I sat in my chair and read a very interesting book that has held my attention for a few days now. With the laundry finished I called up a friend to see how she was feeling, as she had fallen ill last night. Come to find out that it was just a little upset stomach and she was feeling much better. After a nice chat, it was time for me to drive down the freeway to work. I was thoroughly happy to be back in the jungle again tonight. I had mostly good botes and the guests and fellow skips were all in a good mood. Now I've got to tough it out for a whole week until I can go back. So goes the life of a Disney CM.