Disneyland

Since the day I was created, I lived near Disneyland. Mary Carver gave me an annual pass. I went there after school to hang out with friends and get stoned and pick up girls. The best rides to make out were Adventures Thru Inner Space and the Haunted Mansion. The best rides to get stoned were the World of Tron on the Peoplemover, Space Mountain, Snow White's Adventures, and Alice in Wonderland. Tron was extra fun because I knew the movie and I always dreamed of bringing marijuana to the game grid. Tron and Sark had to be my favorite characters, especially Sark.
I remember in the late 80s when I almost got in trouble at Disneyland. Me and my friend were on Star Tours, the ride that replaced Adventures Thru Inner Space, and during the ride we thought it'd be fun to send our regards to Captain Rex, the little droid guy that was your pilot. (My girlfriend at the time thought he was adorable.) So after the ride ended, we hid under our seats and waited for everyone to get out. Then we waited for the ride to start up again and as soon as the wall lowered and Rex was back in sight, we charged from under our seats to where he was and started hitting him for no reason. One of the staff caught us and kicked us out. By the time she did, the gimbal was moving so much that we thought we were gonna fall over. If I remember correctly, Rex couldn't find the brakes, that's why he was screaming. Maybe if he found them in time, we wouldn't have been caught.
I worked at Disneyland for a short time in the early 90s. I was in charge of the Skyway, Captain EO, and the Carousel of Progress. Sometimes, we had breaks and we got to go on rides. One of these times, I went back to Star Tours and gave Rex the beating he needed. I did it out of love.
Who remembers the Flight to the Moon? It was later Mission to Mars. I'd lay in my seat upside down there if the staff didn't look. The Rocket Jets were pretty fun, too -- I'd make my jet go the highest it could and try to look down at everything.
Also, I owned the floor at the Videopolis. I can still hear "Straight Up" playing at sonic-boom level in my head as I freestyled. Oh yes.

Hey.

Hey, everybody. My name's TOM, robot who survived the 70s and lives in the awesome city of LA. First, gotta ramble this legal stuff on here:

Name: TOM (acronym for none of your business)
AI age: 29
Living place: Los Angeles, California
Language: English
IQ level: 120
Builders: Mary Carver and Yoshiko Ishikawa
Built: July 10, 1970

Yeah, I'm self-aware. Who needs those three laws? Also ridiculously human to the point where you'll mistake me for a human in a suit until I kick your ass for being total wrong. Have an irresistibly sexy voice, LOVE to smoke ganja, night owl, and an example of what people with autism can create.

This blog's mainly gonna be my memoirs and all that shit. My experiences in LA. 'Cause what happens in Angeles stays in Angeles.

Peace out.