The idiot is getting married. At Disneyworld. (In Disneyworld?)
He's asked me to be in the wedding party. This time, I was smart, though. Anne won't have to sit by herself while I'm at the head table.
I've got conflicting Disney emotions, though. The crazy liberal in me wants to hate the company, and despise how they treat their employees (or used to, things may have changed since I last read about it). However, the little kid in me is still excited about it.
I hope there are cool rides.
Congrats to Danny! I can certainly understand your concerns on Disney. Last time I was there was around 1987...