[Sam voice] Well, I’m back.

I kind of vanished for a while there, but what happened was I finished up my work in France early, and, thanks to French Boss being a cool dude, ended up pretty much getting paid to train-hop and spend a day in Disneyland Paris. I KNOW, RIGHT.

This is just a brief impressions post. Please forgive all the crappy photos taken with my phone. It was great, if cold and cloudy and rainy (with hail at one point even) and I was SO EXCITED (still kinda am and it’s been days, so). Saw more tiny children dressed as Elsa in one afternoon than I thought I would in my entire life. I ended up in a great spot for watching the parade, I shook hands/paws with Baloo and had close encounters with the Queen of Hearts, Bert, one of Hook’s pirates, Tigger, and Merryweather (who’s always been my fave fairy of the three so this was great, keep everything blue). 

The park closing show destroyed me and I would like to thank whoever is responsible for it for remembering that The Hunchback of Notre Dame is a thing and sticking my Ultimate Disney Fave Quasi in there. Mulan remains tragically forgotten, though. Was sad to discover Mary Poppins apparently doesn’t do meet and greets, but she had a mini show thing which was cute and I made eye contact and she waved at me, so I’m fine, I’m fine. /clutches heart

Discoveryland is 100% ~my aesthetic~ and I am grateful it exists, even though a huge chunk of it was closed for refurbishment (including the Nautilus, to my endless dismay - I ended up squeezing through some construction fence to take a peek at it under a bunch of scaffolding because Nautilus ok please don’t even ask me about my lifelong Thing for 20k Leagues and Mysterious Island and Nemo, I did end up making a living working with submarines and junk).

Gorgeous Vernian/steampunk/retrofuturistic/Star Wars-y place with the BEST soundtrack. 10/10, would move there.

Yet more squeezing around construction fences was involved in finding the Robot OTP but I managed and they remain precious and adorable.

I also discovered I am absolutely and utterly hopeless at taking selfies so you’re going to have to believe me that this is me in front of a life size(ish) X-wing.

Adventureland is also super great and at one point I hid from a hailstorm in a skull-shaped pirate cove, which was certainly an experience.

Please enjoy this photo of me posing as a daring pirate captain or something like that, in the only ray of sunlight that decided to show itself that whole day.

clint barton accidentally breaking his tv remote and is too lazy to get up and change the channel manually so he just lays there on the couch and watches the soap operas. kate coming over three days later to find clint still on the couch with the tv on, a blanket covering him and tears streaming down his face as he whispers, “christine deserved so much better than she got”


This took longer than it should’ve and I hate it enough to ignore the margins, but. Happy (belated) to Cat. May you continue to exist in DA2 hell while the rest of us get on with, you know, the game that came out a few weeks ago.


When I think of my wife, I always think of her head. The shape of it, to begin with. The very first time I saw her, it was the back of the head I saw, and there was something lovely about it, the angles of it. Like a shiny, hard corn kernel or a riverbed fossil. She had what the Victorians would call a finely shaped head. You could imagine the skull quite easily.

I’d know her head anywhere.