you try to line up all your ducks in a row....
and nothing works out.  Depressing and frustrating.

the best thing about frontier land were the red long johns you could buy in the shops there.  At fourteen or so, I bought my first pair and had them for years, they're probably still in the closet.  Are you wearing them?  

A pair of those, an appropriate hat, and perhaps some good galoshes and those ducks will be lining up.  Or better yet, take one at a time, make the bear spin around for a while.  I don't remember any of the other targets, and I never was much of a shot, but love the game of walking down the boulevard with my full length red long johns flashing out from beneath my shorts. I felt like a jayhawk rockstar lost on my way to the punker prom.  Some cranky old dude was gonna offer me a hot dog lunch and I was gonna french fry his ass with the aid of a gallon or two of pepsi.  Note:  this is not a pepsi endorsement.  

be safe and be well!

I always headed straight for the pack mule ride, and the saloon show where you could look up the ladies skirts while they did the can-can.

I woke up and I thought I was in a dream...

places I'd read about in reviews, fantasized about, places that were almost legendary in their own right, incalls -

1) the jungle room, with all the plants, where lube ooozed from every pore

2) the canyon view, with all the wigs, the zodiac bulls, and the jacuzzi in the garage

3) swimsuits hanging in the bathroom shower like a 1940's norman rockwell painting, marilyn monroe waiting on the outside

4) the waiting room of The Tubs, anxious small talk while other couples checked into their rooms

5) never made it out to the trailer home(s), nor the Dolphin, but La Mansion and other tj love motels and the knowing looks from the taxi drivers, clerks, cleaning ladies, etc

6) the first hotel incall, all the hotel incalls, some just pitstops for the lady, others were lived in, really lived in, the plays at deception while going in/out

but the CanCan show at Disneyland, I'd completely forgotted about that until now.  wow.  thanks for reminding,

Yes, Disney has always been a source of pre-pubescent confusing erotica.  A little pre-woody at the Can Can show.  Feeling a confusing need to pee when watching Annette Funicello of the mouseketeers.  Didn't know if I was coming or going.