Wednesday night after work a few of us gathered at Disneyland to celebrate the birth of this fine fellow, Mr. Lance Johnson. The park closed at 8 so we weren't anticipating being able to ride many rides. Fortunately for us the park was pretty much deserted so we managed to sneak on 4 in one hour. Impressive.
And I couldn't not (sorry for the double negative) post this picture of Andy and I on Tower of Terror. I don't know why I find this so amusing, but I do. I'm pretty sure we're the only two aware of the fact that we're on a ride. Is the entire back row sleeping? And how about the little Asian family across from us, totally clueless that we're about to drop 10 stories to the ground? Amazing.