When we get to Old People Season, it’s a mixed bag. Tours will be easy and light—capturing an audience will be easy. Some of the best visitor interactions happen because the just dropped the kids off at college empty nesters are chill as fuck. But it will also be racist, and complain-y and full of old men trying to…

I’m having some strong skepticism that the “declined to press charges” decisons by employees weren’t encouraged by the employer.

My kid has been a ride operator at one of the big amusement parks out here (not Disneyland) for several years. From what he’s told me, there is a core of about 5% of adult guests who are just terrible people who feel entitled to do whatever the fuck they want regardless of the park rules.

Was on a Disney World trip with my young girls recently and noticed that the princesses made it very clear where and how the adult men were to touch them for photos. It wasn’t something I would have thought about before this trip but I can only how many times some disgusting asshole has tried to cop a feel on Snow…

I’m actually curious about what the legal options are as far as banning Disney Vacation Club members from DVC resort properties. They’re technically time share owners, but I imagine there has to be some sort of language in the contract that would allow Disney to terminate if they are harassing staff?

Certainly it is no coincidence that aging baby boomers feel free to pull this shit with impunity. I’m not saying this is new behavior, but one likes to think they were more circumspect about it when a president was impeached for essentially consensual but power imbalanced sexual activity.  Now all bets are off and…

Seems like the problem is 60+ y/os. Ban boomers!

This has been an ongoing issues for years, and it’s really disappointing that Disney has not done more to protect the cast members who play characters. I had a good friend who was playing Pooh at Disneyland and she was jumped by a group of boys who surrounded her and kept kicking her when she was on the ground. (She’s…

I feel like this sentiment could even extend to a great deal of Lloyd Weber’s wider work. It seems like a lot of it was just made to pander to the theater kids.

Ever since I read this in Polygon this is all I can think about

I found the actual musical to be kind of like this as well. When Cats finally came on TV, my Mom and I were sooooo excited..we love kitties! It’s Broadway’s longest running musical! Oh boy!! Is it time yet, is it time yet?

I just imagine the shell-shocked staring around the holiday table that night, as the food slowly grows cold. Someone is softly weeping behind a closed bathroom door.  We will never be the same, no.

Everyone who agreed to be a part of this film deserves all the internet abuse they will get because the broadway show was the most awful piece of theater trash I have ever seen in my life. It is known. Why anyone would ever think it would be a good idea to make this into a film is beyond me. It doesn’t even look like…

Yeah we really ONLY do stockings on Christmas morning anymore, plus some token <$30 gift for Christmas Eve.

I have crumpled up balls of tissue paper and wine corks scattered throughout my apartment that my cats love. But they ignore all the neat little toys that I buy them.

All this for my kids ...+ PEZ dispensers,   Slim Jim’s & chocolate coins. Every year...god help me if I forgot. Until my daughter was 25. Sent my son stuffed stockings in Afghanistan X3 deployments. Only stopped when he got outta the army& his new wife took over the tradition. And now I miss stuffing the stockings.…

my sisters and i are all over 25 now but we rioted when our parents said they were gonna stop doing stockings. because this is what they put in them:

Warm socks are a must-have for the cold-blooded like myself. Can anyone link to a good pair? The thicker and warmer the better. Also, fluffy sock-slipper combos you can wear to bed (yes, I’m single).

The only members of my family that have stockings are the cats, so I fill them with little crunchy treats and string toys. They seem to appreciate the discarded wrapping paper and bows on Christmas morning much more though, the little bastards. 

I ate two clementines today. Four yesterday. That is too many but citrus is so good at this time of year. I don’t like socks.