Downtown Disney / Observations of the Past Week
Downtown Disney
The World of Disney at the Downtown Disney Marketplace at Walt Disney World is seen here across the waters of Village Lake in the early evening.
In our trips to Florida, we often find ourselves at Downtown Disney for some shopping. And we usually find ourselves there in the evening. The days are spent by swimming, exploring, and other outdoor activities, and that leaves the nighttime for things like shopping.
Sometimes, when the sun is going down, the view is pretty good, too.
Photo location: Downtown Disney, Walt Disney World, Florida
A three exposure (-2, 0, +2) HDR tonemapped in Photomatix, edited in GIMP
Observations of the Past Week (2/20-2/26)
Who doesn’t love the Observations of the Past Week from Twitter and Facebook. If it is you, just consider that a rhetorical question.
Great to see some old friends who were visiting at our church last night. Not saying that they are really old, though. Because I am, too. (But at least I’m in good company.)
I’m getting close to my goal of 1000 followers on Twitter! Only 814 more to go! (Little by little…)
How slowly lunchtime approaches correlates directly to how hungry I am. (I think Einstein’s Theory of Relativity was based partly on that.)
I wonder why it is common to say, “Tastes like chicken,” but no one ever says, “Smells like chicken.” (Or maybe I already know the answer to that.)
Watching the crude oil prices going up and thinking of getting a horse and buggy. (Maybe the Amish are on to something.)
Jaylin told me a joke: What kind of lights did Noah have on the ark? Floodlights. (His jokes are getting better than mine.)
If you need me today, I’ll be hiding under my desk. Oh wait, they aren’t talking about tornadoes quite as much now, are they? (Better to be safe than sorry.)
Is it just a coincidence that my birthday is 9 days before Steve Jobs’ birthday, and we are both named Steve? Probably yes. (And probably no coincidence that I don’t have his Jobs.)
Do you ever wonder what all those little tiny people who live in your computer and make it work do at night while you are asleep? (I think they have a disco ball above their dance floor, for starters.)
