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Showing posts with label melissa's posts. Show all posts
Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Showdown at the Transmobile

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Very few perks to working the Transmobile. It was the ride of the lazy, the lame, and often, the drunk. (The fact that it was maintained b...
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Wednesday, August 01, 2007

This is John.

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John was an exchange student. He was known as John-the-Irish-Guy, John-I-Heard-He's-An-Underwear-Model, or, my favorite, Eurotrash. (Th...
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Friday, July 27, 2007

I Dream of Mickey

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I hope we're not giving the impression that it was all fun and wacky hijinks in polyester over there. We spent a lot of time being flat...
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Wednesday, July 11, 2007

After the rain...

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...came the task of drying the track of the Alpine Slide. The track was a slick fiberglass, so the job was tricky. How did we do it? Well, a...
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Monday, December 11, 2006

No Fear

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Part of the bungee tower mythology was that the guys who wore the "No Fear" t-shirts (second most-hated t-shirt after Big Johnson ...
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Monday, November 20, 2006

I Once Saw a Frenchman's Testicles

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True story. It was in the ice cream shop--more loss of innocence. In the early 90s, the preferred style of shorts was, well, not very short....
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Saturday, November 04, 2006

Ice Cream, Light Bulbs, and the Loss of Innocence

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My first job at the Park was in Fitzgerald's Ice Cream Shop in Cobblestone Village. It boasted a broken waterwheel and a sign that adver...
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