sabers drawn, those pirates lunge,
teen villain on me.
Drawing on a teenage memory of my very own villain. Growing up in Southern California when the original Disneyland opened, I once accepted the offer of a blind date. In one of the tunnel rides, the creep was all over me. Can’t remember his name or the ride, just the look on my parents’ face, and their laughing when I came home all disheveled.
If you haven’t been over to dVerse yet, Mary is asking us to write Disney characters. So join us for Fantasy, Adventure and some California Living.