Looking forward to my next Walt Disney World DVC vacation first week in March. I’ll be dining at the Brown Derby in Hollywood on the sixth, to reminisce about the angrygram I got while eating a Kobe steak dinner. If the Kobe steak is on the menu I’ll definitely be having it. 

Mostly just trying to forget that my country is circling the drain, because half the country is one half easily manipulated half-wits and one half stone cold bigots that would rather burn it all down than let the rest of us have a share of the American Dream, and the other half can’t decide whether to fight for the Dream, or make peace in our time.

When Walt Disney was alive nobody would have ever thought it would come to this. Conservative man though he was, he’d be spitting nails that a man like pussy grabber Donald Trump was in his Hall Of The Presidents. When I was a young boy and Walt Disney was alive I believed in that great big beautiful tomorrow shining at the end of every day. It seemed obvious. We were looking at the stars, and not paying attention to what was in the human gutter.