For my birthday this year I took myself out to lunch at the Blue Bayou restaurant, located in the Pirates of the Caribbean attraction at Disneyland.  I've probably been to Disneyland about thirty times in my lifetime, but I had never had the opportunity to go to the Blue Bayou.  I think the whole having to make reservations thing prevented me from enjoying a meal there.  I picked something I had seen online as my meal, the Monte Cristo sandwich (pictured below).

The sandwich was too big for me to finish, but it was good.  Next time I'll take a doggie bag with me in order to eat it later.  I washed it down with some non-alcoholic mint juleps, three to be exact.  I was too full to explore the dessert menu.  Next time I'll be prepared.

In trying to take some pictures of the interior I found it that even at the longest bulb settings on my cameras that it was still too dark to get any real good detail.  The picture above was the best of the lot.  Next time I'll remember to bring along my mini tripod.

I'm a journaling fool.  At one time I had five online journals going.  Today I focus on a couple.  One of my old journals was something called "Without-her." It was a chronicle of my love life failures.  Despite the many failures I've had in the last couple of years, I found that I was not updating that journal.  With a change in direction I have repurposed that journal, which is no longer a journal of unrequited love, but rather of my new effort to free myself from women.  I know when I'm licked, and when to fight and when not to fight.  It's time to stop fighting and use that energy in other endeavors.  To wit I have repurposed Without-her to now be a chronicle of my efforts to repel women and womanhood.  If you can't join them, forget them.  Here is an excerpt from what could be called the manifesto entry.

My qualities are obviously the exact opposite of what every woman is looking for. So my only option is to now never attempt anything with a woman again. Call it bitterness, if you wish, but it's a bitterness born from experience not just some arbitrary decision.
I will do the following:
I will no longer allow myself to like someone and get a crush on them.
I will try never ask a woman out on a date again.
I will actively, and consciously, avoid becoming emotionally attracted to the idea of a relationship with a woman.
I will not seek to actively pursue any woman, quite the contrary.
I will focus any and all energy that I would have used to pursue a relationship on my art, my writing, and anything else.
I will devote myself making being alone not feel lonely.
And lastly, I vow to die alone, knowing in my heart of hearts that I would have devoted myself to loving HER for the rest of my days. But, I wasn't good enough so... oh well for me.

With that I invite you to read my new journal.