Happy President’s Day! The only president I ever met was Ronald Reagan and the moment was, as the title indicates, more surreal than patriotic. But, hey, at least I’m on topic.
Youcan visit GreatMoments with Mr. Lincoln at Disneyland by dodging the trolley, forgoing Goofy’s autograph, and hanging a hard right just inside the entrance. As the curtains draw back, Mr. Lincoln rises shakily, levitating his upper body via mechanical legs painfully bolted to the floor, gestures incongruously, and begins to speak, his warm baritone emanating from a hole in a desk several feet away. It’s stirring, but also, as the real Mr. Lincoln might say, “Kinda weird.”
I might say the same thingabout My Strange Moment with Mr. Reagan.
I was an intern (as mentioned in a previous post) for a movie company located near the top of the building they blew up in Diehard. Or rather a miniature version of it. That is, the building they blew up in the movie was miniature, not the one I was working in. Because, I mean, if the…
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