It should be said that any Adam Sandler movie that does not have Rob Schneider in it, is not funny. And this movie did not have Rob Schneider in it. Hmmm.....should that have been a hint? What am I talking about? Just Go With It, the latest movie from Adam Sandler and his pals.
Now, I'm not going to sit here and tell you it's drivel, because it's not. Of course, it's also not going to win any prizes unless you want to count number of girls in bikinis or poop jokes.
I was warned about this movie by Nell Minow, the Movie Mom. I trust her reviews and have found them to be quite accurate. However, I needed to kill some time and this movie was the best option.
It was an entertaining mess and, just like other Adam Sandler movies, he needs to go through some learning before he realizes whom he is meant for. In this case, Danny (Sandler) wants to be with Palmer (is that even a name that someone would name their daughter? She was played by Brooklyn Decker. If you don't know who she is, Google her). Unfortunately, Palmer thinks that he us a married man, soon to be divorced. And why does he think that? Oh yeah, because he told get that.
It's all a web of lies through the rest of the movie, culminating in a trip to Hawaii (Sandler's favorite movie locale).
As Danny and his fake family, including Jennifer Aniston's "Kate" character and her two children, begin to hang out with Palmer, Sandler's character starts to think that Kate is much more than he ever thought. He even finds himself slightly jealous when she is talking about another man.
During their stay in Hawaii, they run into an old rival of Kate's (which happens to be a semi underused Nicole Kidman), with a husband who later turns out to be gay, but played wonderfully by Dave Matthews (minus the band). Their marriage (or at least on the surface), is also shown to be all lies, comprised in an attempt to show other people up. I guess that happens when you start meeting old friends, you begin to fabricate the truth, or bend it, in hopes that you seem better than what you really are. In the case of this movie, it's better to know the truth up front.
In the end, like a lot of his other movies, Adam Sandler has learned his lesson and discovered that Kate is the right one for him and they lived happily ever after.
It's an okay film that will make you laugh in a few places and gross you out in others. If you clicked on that link above to the Movie Mom's website, you'll see that she gave the film a D. While I may agree with some of her opinions of the film, I would probably give it a C. But, I don't have that kind of rating system here. If you want to have some mindless entertainment, go right ahead. If you like Adam Sandler, enjoy. But if you don't care for the older guy trying to get with a younger girl but learning his lesson by the end of the movie, then don't bother. Like I said, I was trying to kill time.
Until Next Time.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Monday, January 24, 2011
A Milestone Post
The Top 100 reasons to keep reading this blog:
100-2: It's funny, informative, thoughtful and sometimes even interesting.
And the number one reason to read this blog: It just hit 100 posts and therefore I must be doing something right.
Yes, folks. This is post #100. I have been writing this blog since September of 2008 and each year I have written more than the previous. Last year was my big year and I hope that this year will be even bigger. There are definitely a lot of things that I can talk about. It's more of a matter of finding the time to talk about them. But there will be time. I will make time. My readers must be informed of the inane happenings of my life and the even more inane thoughts about what is happening in my life and around the world.
But there will be more than simply the inane. I'll be writing about anything and everything, especially as I attempt the 31 posts in 31 days again when March comes around. That also means that I might hold back on some information until then - sorry, I might need material.
If you've been reading since the beginning, thank you. If you've only recently started reading my blog - go back to the beginning and catch up with everyone else. I promise it will be worth it.
I'd love to have some other witty comments, but I can't think of any right now, so I'll just end the post with the standard:
Until Next Time.
100-2: It's funny, informative, thoughtful and sometimes even interesting.
And the number one reason to read this blog: It just hit 100 posts and therefore I must be doing something right.
Yes, folks. This is post #100. I have been writing this blog since September of 2008 and each year I have written more than the previous. Last year was my big year and I hope that this year will be even bigger. There are definitely a lot of things that I can talk about. It's more of a matter of finding the time to talk about them. But there will be time. I will make time. My readers must be informed of the inane happenings of my life and the even more inane thoughts about what is happening in my life and around the world.
But there will be more than simply the inane. I'll be writing about anything and everything, especially as I attempt the 31 posts in 31 days again when March comes around. That also means that I might hold back on some information until then - sorry, I might need material.
If you've been reading since the beginning, thank you. If you've only recently started reading my blog - go back to the beginning and catch up with everyone else. I promise it will be worth it.
I'd love to have some other witty comments, but I can't think of any right now, so I'll just end the post with the standard:
Until Next Time.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
The "Family" Is Finally Back
No, they are not blood relations, so anyone that knows my family will not have to wonder where my family went. No, I am talking about my Jeff and Jer Family. Anyone that didn't live in San Diego over the past twenty years would more than likely not know who Jeff and Jer are, so I will explain.
Jeff and Jer were a morning radio show that consisted of the rest of the "family" - Little Tommy Sablan, Laura Cain and Randy Hoag. Every morning they would talk about their lives and what they were doing and what they believed in. They weren't preaching their cause (except for Jer, who is an advocate against animal cruelty - but, hey, shouldn't we all be?) and they weren't trying to be anything that they weren't. They were normal people with normal problems and those problems were discussed on the show - sometimes with pure seriousness and some not exactly serious. Regardless of what they were talking about, Jeff and Jer (and the rest) were always interested in knowing what San Diego (their listeners) thought about each and every subject.
However, in August of 2009 Jeff and Jer were removed from the airwaves because of a breakdown in contract negotiations. Basically, they were negotiating, but the bosses wanted them to get rid of some of the members of their "family". Jeff and Jer were not going to let that happen and simply walked. As much as it pained me and all of San Diego, I knew they were doing the right thing. They didn't want t break up their family because they had been together for so long. And so they waited, as did all of San Diego and the bevy of listeners across the country.
And we all waited. There were rumors of Jeff and Jer purchasing a radio station of their own. There were rumors that they would have a syndicated show on the weekends. But nothing ever materialized. And so we all continued to wait.
Until now.
Seventeen months later, Jeff and Jer (and the rest of the family) will be returning to the airwaves. KYXY in San Diego will be their new home on the radio dial. No matter what, I'm going to try to listen every day. I want to know what my family has been up to. And I call them family because they are. Jeff and Jer are like uncles - semi responsible, but always willing to have fun. Plus, they have great hobbies and jobs that allow them to talk to me about my own passions and interests. Little Tommy is the cousin that used to get you into trouble when you were kids, but now that he's grown and matured, he's actually a great guy that is smart and loves his family, whether they are biological or otherwise. Randy is the cousin that still likes to goof off and, being such a big fan of Star Wars as he is, I sometimes know exactly how he feels when the others tease him. And then, of course, is Laura. The lone girl amongst the boys. And sometimes, she's the one with the most heart. But she'll get involved in the frivolity just like the rest of them.
It's just over eighteen hours as of this writing until the family is back and I am very excited. I know that I am not the only one that has missed Jeff and Jer and the rest. It may take a few days for all of us to be comfortable with their presence in our lives again, but that's the best part about being a family. No matter how long between visits, we all still love each other and are happy to listen to each other's stories of what's been going.
Until Next Time.
UPDATE: Listened to Jeff and Jer and the family this morning. It was just like old times and as if they had never left the radio. It was all of the same humor and heartwarming stories. I haven't laughed so much listening to a morning show in a long time, despite the other shows that I've listened to while they were off the air. I even teared up a little because they were on the radio again.
Jeff and Jer were a morning radio show that consisted of the rest of the "family" - Little Tommy Sablan, Laura Cain and Randy Hoag. Every morning they would talk about their lives and what they were doing and what they believed in. They weren't preaching their cause (except for Jer, who is an advocate against animal cruelty - but, hey, shouldn't we all be?) and they weren't trying to be anything that they weren't. They were normal people with normal problems and those problems were discussed on the show - sometimes with pure seriousness and some not exactly serious. Regardless of what they were talking about, Jeff and Jer (and the rest) were always interested in knowing what San Diego (their listeners) thought about each and every subject.
However, in August of 2009 Jeff and Jer were removed from the airwaves because of a breakdown in contract negotiations. Basically, they were negotiating, but the bosses wanted them to get rid of some of the members of their "family". Jeff and Jer were not going to let that happen and simply walked. As much as it pained me and all of San Diego, I knew they were doing the right thing. They didn't want t break up their family because they had been together for so long. And so they waited, as did all of San Diego and the bevy of listeners across the country.
And we all waited. There were rumors of Jeff and Jer purchasing a radio station of their own. There were rumors that they would have a syndicated show on the weekends. But nothing ever materialized. And so we all continued to wait.
Until now.
Seventeen months later, Jeff and Jer (and the rest of the family) will be returning to the airwaves. KYXY in San Diego will be their new home on the radio dial. No matter what, I'm going to try to listen every day. I want to know what my family has been up to. And I call them family because they are. Jeff and Jer are like uncles - semi responsible, but always willing to have fun. Plus, they have great hobbies and jobs that allow them to talk to me about my own passions and interests. Little Tommy is the cousin that used to get you into trouble when you were kids, but now that he's grown and matured, he's actually a great guy that is smart and loves his family, whether they are biological or otherwise. Randy is the cousin that still likes to goof off and, being such a big fan of Star Wars as he is, I sometimes know exactly how he feels when the others tease him. And then, of course, is Laura. The lone girl amongst the boys. And sometimes, she's the one with the most heart. But she'll get involved in the frivolity just like the rest of them.
It's just over eighteen hours as of this writing until the family is back and I am very excited. I know that I am not the only one that has missed Jeff and Jer and the rest. It may take a few days for all of us to be comfortable with their presence in our lives again, but that's the best part about being a family. No matter how long between visits, we all still love each other and are happy to listen to each other's stories of what's been going.
Until Next Time.
UPDATE: Listened to Jeff and Jer and the family this morning. It was just like old times and as if they had never left the radio. It was all of the same humor and heartwarming stories. I haven't laughed so much listening to a morning show in a long time, despite the other shows that I've listened to while they were off the air. I even teared up a little because they were on the radio again.
Friday, January 21, 2011
The Dawg, Jenny From the Block and The Guy From Aerosmith
It's only been two episodes of American Idol Season 10, but already I'm enjoying it. Sure, Steven Tyler is pushing 60 and probably doesn't know a lot of the more modern music, Randy Jackson pretends to be a superstar by suggesting he's "helped" so many other performers (but has he really?) and JLo hasn't had a hit in a few years - whether it be music or movies. But that's not the point. The point is that, so far, this season of American Idol is doing pretty good. Sure, the judges have managed to allow some people to continue to Hollywood that don't necessarily deserve to be there, but that's okay. I have a feeling that those people will be weeded out during the Hollywood round.
Idol is even more different now this year because of the fact that they lowered the age limit to fifteen. This is because of the whole Justin Bieber phenomenon. Idol thinks that they might be able to find that new artist (and if he or she is young enough, they'll bring with them a very large fanbase of preteens and teenagers). The problem is that from the few fifteen and sixteen year olds that I've seen so far, they show promise, but they won't hold up against singers that have more mature voices, especially for those whose voices haven't broken yet.
Regardless, I think it'll be a fun season and some of the singers should be decent. Of course they have the standard sob stories, but that was to be expected. And of those, some do have good voices and some are simply not my cup of tea. Then again, Adam Lambert wasn't really what I considered a good vocalist and then he just kept singing and I started to realize just how good he was. He's still a little weird, but I can admit that I like some of his music. Who knows, maybe I'll start liking some of the singers that I haven't really cared for just yet.
Until Next Time.
Idol is even more different now this year because of the fact that they lowered the age limit to fifteen. This is because of the whole Justin Bieber phenomenon. Idol thinks that they might be able to find that new artist (and if he or she is young enough, they'll bring with them a very large fanbase of preteens and teenagers). The problem is that from the few fifteen and sixteen year olds that I've seen so far, they show promise, but they won't hold up against singers that have more mature voices, especially for those whose voices haven't broken yet.
Regardless, I think it'll be a fun season and some of the singers should be decent. Of course they have the standard sob stories, but that was to be expected. And of those, some do have good voices and some are simply not my cup of tea. Then again, Adam Lambert wasn't really what I considered a good vocalist and then he just kept singing and I started to realize just how good he was. He's still a little weird, but I can admit that I like some of his music. Who knows, maybe I'll start liking some of the singers that I haven't really cared for just yet.
Until Next Time.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Let's Get Physical
No, I am not harking back to the 80's and Olivia Newton John music videos. Actually, what I am talking about is exercise. It's been a while since Joanna and I worked out properly - probably since she was pregnant last year. But we have managed to start a workout three times a week.
The problem is that since it's been so long since our last workout, these past couple of weeks have been attempts at building up our endurance. Today's trip on the treadmill consisted of one lap walking, two laps running - which was rather difficult - two laps walking, one lap running and finally two more laps walking.
All total, it was eight laps, which equates to two miles. It used to be, in the past, that I could actually run the two miles straight. As it was, I could barely run half a mile without wanting to stop (though I didn't).
All of this exercise is meant to burn off the baby weight that I gained while Joanna was pregnant. Sure, you might say - "You weren't pregnant, how did you gain weight?" Well, it's possible. Sometimes, when a woman is pregnant, then the man tends to eat at the same intervals. However, Joanna was so sick during her pregnancy that I was doing the eating for both of us - hence the weight gain.
So, here's hoping the workouts help. Even if it takes a while longer to run two miles straight, maybe I'll at least be able to run a mile without slowing down. And if I'm really brave, maybe I'll try running at more than 5.0 on the treadmill. Nah. I don't need to do that unless Bob or Jillian (of The Biggest Loser) are yelling at me to up my speed.
Until Next Time.
The problem is that since it's been so long since our last workout, these past couple of weeks have been attempts at building up our endurance. Today's trip on the treadmill consisted of one lap walking, two laps running - which was rather difficult - two laps walking, one lap running and finally two more laps walking.
All total, it was eight laps, which equates to two miles. It used to be, in the past, that I could actually run the two miles straight. As it was, I could barely run half a mile without wanting to stop (though I didn't).
All of this exercise is meant to burn off the baby weight that I gained while Joanna was pregnant. Sure, you might say - "You weren't pregnant, how did you gain weight?" Well, it's possible. Sometimes, when a woman is pregnant, then the man tends to eat at the same intervals. However, Joanna was so sick during her pregnancy that I was doing the eating for both of us - hence the weight gain.
So, here's hoping the workouts help. Even if it takes a while longer to run two miles straight, maybe I'll at least be able to run a mile without slowing down. And if I'm really brave, maybe I'll try running at more than 5.0 on the treadmill. Nah. I don't need to do that unless Bob or Jillian (of The Biggest Loser) are yelling at me to up my speed.
Until Next Time.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
A Senstive Subject
DISCLAIMER:
There will be no quips today. No puns or funny comments. This blog entry will feature nothing personal about me, save my opinion. As always, read if you want. If not, come back soon when I return to my normal blog self.
END DISCLAIMER.
Saturday, January 8, 2011. The city of Tucson, Arizona is a great town. Filled with many people from many cultures and many beliefs. It is also the location of a terrible tragedy. There's no need to go into the details, nor is there need to add a link. If you were on the Internet at any time in the past day, then you know all about it.
You know all about a madman that walked up to a U.S. Congresswoman and shot her in the head - luckily, the bullet actually went through. I say lucky because when it comes to brain surgery, it's actually better to repair damage then have to unlodge a bullet and then repair any damage.
You know all about the madman that took anywhere between 15-20 shots. According to some reports, the weapon was a Glock 9mm handgun, which, when equipped properly, can actually hold up to 33 bullets. But, according to other reports, the shooter was tackled and restrained in between reloading, so more than likely, he didn't have that many.
A Federal Judge from Arizona. A retiree. A woman that had been married for fifty years. A nine year old girl.
I wasn't sure that I wanted to write anything about this tragedy because I'm a very emotional person. But after reading a headline - one that I didn't even expect to see - I felt the need. Before I continue, though, let me tell you something else.
9/11 still troubles me. Not for the political reasons and not for the fight against terrorism. What bothers me is the loss. And yesterday was like that for me. Too much innocence lost. Yes, some people can argue that a member of Congress - a woman that had had threats against her life in the past - and other politicians may not be so innocent, but a nine year old girl? Let me tell you who she is and then I'll tell you why she is so special.
This little girl was the granddaughter of Dallas Green. I know anyone reading this blog will go, "Who's Dallas Green?" He was the manageer of the Philadelphia Phillies in 1980 when they won the World Series. He was a manager of the New York Mets and he is currently an excutive with the Phillies organization. The girl's father is a scout with the Los Angeles Dodgers organization. This girl practically had baseball in her blood. A passion that, sadly, will never be fulfilled.
And now to tell you why she was speical. This nine year old girl was born on 9/11/2001 - the most tragic day in America since Pearl Harbor. On a day that saw great sadness, this wonderful child was born. She was born in a time when America was on the hunt for terrorists, both at home and abroad. And yesterday, she died. Not because of terrorists. Not because a suicide bomber entered a shopping mall and ignited a bomb. She died because she wanted to learn about politics. She had been elected to her student council at school and this was a good learning experience. She always knew about terrorism and how America was slowly working to remove it from the world. And now, she'll only get to see the outcome from Heaven
I'm not going to get political. Mostly, because I'm not good at it. It's a topic that I choose to tolerate, not ignore. I know that people have strong opinions about politics, but I am not one of them. If you want to argue Immigration or Health Care, go find someone else. This is about people. Politicians, judges and children. They're all just people. People that could have talked out their differences. People that were just living their lives. People wanting to learn. And now it's all gone. Just like Pearl Harbor and 9/11.
Until Next Time.
There will be no quips today. No puns or funny comments. This blog entry will feature nothing personal about me, save my opinion. As always, read if you want. If not, come back soon when I return to my normal blog self.
END DISCLAIMER.
Saturday, January 8, 2011. The city of Tucson, Arizona is a great town. Filled with many people from many cultures and many beliefs. It is also the location of a terrible tragedy. There's no need to go into the details, nor is there need to add a link. If you were on the Internet at any time in the past day, then you know all about it.
You know all about a madman that walked up to a U.S. Congresswoman and shot her in the head - luckily, the bullet actually went through. I say lucky because when it comes to brain surgery, it's actually better to repair damage then have to unlodge a bullet and then repair any damage.
You know all about the madman that took anywhere between 15-20 shots. According to some reports, the weapon was a Glock 9mm handgun, which, when equipped properly, can actually hold up to 33 bullets. But, according to other reports, the shooter was tackled and restrained in between reloading, so more than likely, he didn't have that many.
A Federal Judge from Arizona. A retiree. A woman that had been married for fifty years. A nine year old girl.
I wasn't sure that I wanted to write anything about this tragedy because I'm a very emotional person. But after reading a headline - one that I didn't even expect to see - I felt the need. Before I continue, though, let me tell you something else.
9/11 still troubles me. Not for the political reasons and not for the fight against terrorism. What bothers me is the loss. And yesterday was like that for me. Too much innocence lost. Yes, some people can argue that a member of Congress - a woman that had had threats against her life in the past - and other politicians may not be so innocent, but a nine year old girl? Let me tell you who she is and then I'll tell you why she is so special.
This little girl was the granddaughter of Dallas Green. I know anyone reading this blog will go, "Who's Dallas Green?" He was the manageer of the Philadelphia Phillies in 1980 when they won the World Series. He was a manager of the New York Mets and he is currently an excutive with the Phillies organization. The girl's father is a scout with the Los Angeles Dodgers organization. This girl practically had baseball in her blood. A passion that, sadly, will never be fulfilled.
And now to tell you why she was speical. This nine year old girl was born on 9/11/2001 - the most tragic day in America since Pearl Harbor. On a day that saw great sadness, this wonderful child was born. She was born in a time when America was on the hunt for terrorists, both at home and abroad. And yesterday, she died. Not because of terrorists. Not because a suicide bomber entered a shopping mall and ignited a bomb. She died because she wanted to learn about politics. She had been elected to her student council at school and this was a good learning experience. She always knew about terrorism and how America was slowly working to remove it from the world. And now, she'll only get to see the outcome from Heaven
I'm not going to get political. Mostly, because I'm not good at it. It's a topic that I choose to tolerate, not ignore. I know that people have strong opinions about politics, but I am not one of them. If you want to argue Immigration or Health Care, go find someone else. This is about people. Politicians, judges and children. They're all just people. People that could have talked out their differences. People that were just living their lives. People wanting to learn. And now it's all gone. Just like Pearl Harbor and 9/11.
Until Next Time.
Monday, January 3, 2011
Fame: I'm Gonna Live Forever
Happy New Year!! Another year and another beginning of the blog with high hopes to actually be much more consistent this year. Didn't I say that last year? Regardless, this year will be different (didn't I say that last year, too?).
Now, onto the blog entry and why I titled it as such.
Fame and celebrity usually go hand in hand. Sometimes for good and sometimes not. Over the weekend, I witnessed fame in all its glory and yet, I discovered that sometimes even famous people aren't that famous.
First of all, my family and I went to Disneyland to celebrate the mother-in-law's birthday. We were there for twelve hours and had a blast. Even little Abigail enjoyed her time sleeping and eating and every now and then looking around at all the bright colors.
But that's not the point of this blog. The point is celebrities. While wandering around California Adventure (we got the park hopper pass), we happened to see Rick Fox. For those of you that don't know him from anything other than Dancing With the Stars, that's sad. He was also a popular basketball player for the Los Angeles Lakers. The funny thing was that had we not noticed one person amongst his group, we may not have even noticed that he was there.
You see, when certain celebrities come to Disneyland, they can ask for an "escort" - a Cast Member that guides the celebrity and their group around the park and gets them "front of the line" access to any ride which they wish to go on. The "escort" also plays a part in keeping most of the "little people" from pestering the celebrity while they are enjoyin the park. In the past, Joanna and I have seen these "escorts" with other celebrities. Our most famous, before this, was seeing Teri Hatcher and her daughter, ironically at California Adventure also. So, because we saw this Cast Member, we knew there was a celebrity close by. With a few slight glances, we saw Rick Fox. He was tall and with several friends and possibly family, including his current girlfriend, Eliza Dusku. They then went through the exit of the Toy Story ride and were gone.
There you have it. One example of how being famous can be a good thing - you get on all the rides at Disneyland or California Adventure just by walking in. And now, a secondary example of how being a celebrity can be a good thing, but with a different twist on good.
As we were preparing to leave Disneyland in the evening, we needed to get rid of some Fast Passes - it's something we choose to do and Joanna likes to pass them out to people that would more than likely use them. We had two passes left for Indiana Jones and Joanna spotted a couple and handed them over, receiving a "thank you" in return. As I watched her choose the couple and then approach them, I noticed that the guy looked like a celebrity. Now, I'm not going to say which one just in case it wasn't him, but after I mentioned it to Joanna and showed her a picture, she was fairly certain that it was indeed him.
Whether or not it was him doesn't matter in the scheme of things. If it was, he was a celebrity out with his girlfriend and having a great time at Disneyland. He didn't need the escort. He didn't need to go to the front of the line. He was simply having fun and was genuinely grateful to be offered the free Fast Passes. Do you think we could have done that for Rick Fox? No. As a "celebrity" with an "escort", he didn't need the Fast Pass. It's possible that Rick Fox could have attempted Disneyland without an "escort" but he might have been inundated with people wanting to talk to him.
In summary (what is this, an essay? Maybe.), being a celebrity doesn't always mean you have it all. Rick Fox was able to have an "escort" around California Adventure with hopes of having fun with his family and friends. This other celebrity is someone on television and relatively famous if you know the show, and yet, he probably had just as good a time waiting in lines and doing whatever he wanted. So, does fame and celebrity really equal a good thing? Yes and no. Good for people to recognize you and admire you, but bad because you're constantly having to deal with people, unable to enjoy a good time with family or friends.
Until next time.
Now, onto the blog entry and why I titled it as such.
Fame and celebrity usually go hand in hand. Sometimes for good and sometimes not. Over the weekend, I witnessed fame in all its glory and yet, I discovered that sometimes even famous people aren't that famous.
First of all, my family and I went to Disneyland to celebrate the mother-in-law's birthday. We were there for twelve hours and had a blast. Even little Abigail enjoyed her time sleeping and eating and every now and then looking around at all the bright colors.
But that's not the point of this blog. The point is celebrities. While wandering around California Adventure (we got the park hopper pass), we happened to see Rick Fox. For those of you that don't know him from anything other than Dancing With the Stars, that's sad. He was also a popular basketball player for the Los Angeles Lakers. The funny thing was that had we not noticed one person amongst his group, we may not have even noticed that he was there.
You see, when certain celebrities come to Disneyland, they can ask for an "escort" - a Cast Member that guides the celebrity and their group around the park and gets them "front of the line" access to any ride which they wish to go on. The "escort" also plays a part in keeping most of the "little people" from pestering the celebrity while they are enjoyin the park. In the past, Joanna and I have seen these "escorts" with other celebrities. Our most famous, before this, was seeing Teri Hatcher and her daughter, ironically at California Adventure also. So, because we saw this Cast Member, we knew there was a celebrity close by. With a few slight glances, we saw Rick Fox. He was tall and with several friends and possibly family, including his current girlfriend, Eliza Dusku. They then went through the exit of the Toy Story ride and were gone.
There you have it. One example of how being famous can be a good thing - you get on all the rides at Disneyland or California Adventure just by walking in. And now, a secondary example of how being a celebrity can be a good thing, but with a different twist on good.
As we were preparing to leave Disneyland in the evening, we needed to get rid of some Fast Passes - it's something we choose to do and Joanna likes to pass them out to people that would more than likely use them. We had two passes left for Indiana Jones and Joanna spotted a couple and handed them over, receiving a "thank you" in return. As I watched her choose the couple and then approach them, I noticed that the guy looked like a celebrity. Now, I'm not going to say which one just in case it wasn't him, but after I mentioned it to Joanna and showed her a picture, she was fairly certain that it was indeed him.
Whether or not it was him doesn't matter in the scheme of things. If it was, he was a celebrity out with his girlfriend and having a great time at Disneyland. He didn't need the escort. He didn't need to go to the front of the line. He was simply having fun and was genuinely grateful to be offered the free Fast Passes. Do you think we could have done that for Rick Fox? No. As a "celebrity" with an "escort", he didn't need the Fast Pass. It's possible that Rick Fox could have attempted Disneyland without an "escort" but he might have been inundated with people wanting to talk to him.
In summary (what is this, an essay? Maybe.), being a celebrity doesn't always mean you have it all. Rick Fox was able to have an "escort" around California Adventure with hopes of having fun with his family and friends. This other celebrity is someone on television and relatively famous if you know the show, and yet, he probably had just as good a time waiting in lines and doing whatever he wanted. So, does fame and celebrity really equal a good thing? Yes and no. Good for people to recognize you and admire you, but bad because you're constantly having to deal with people, unable to enjoy a good time with family or friends.
Until next time.
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