Pieces of History

2011 ended with non-stop presents, and 2012 is starting off by continuing last year's trend. These arrived in the mail today - 2 Piece of History Pins featuring a piece of the Indiana Jones Stunt Spectacular, and an actual piece of the WDW Flag! More goodies are still showing up on our doorstep, so stay tuned for more pictures!

Certifiable

I took yesterday off from blogging, but today I was met with much in the way of pins. (SO MANY PINS...yet somehow, never enough.) I was happy with that, and found myself bouncing around the house at the new and shiny arrivals, but there was also another package. It contained...

MY D23 MEMBERSHIP KIT!

That's right. Back in the early part of September, my wife gave me the gift of a D23 membership (still getting a foothold on this Disney delirium, I had no idea what this was or what it meant), and I saw that the kit with official papers, a card, and a watch (more on that in a little bit) would be arriving in 3-4 weeks, so rather than marking days on the calendar, I started reading about the D23 Club, what it means to be a member, and what I can and can't do with the bestowed privileges (that part is an experiment in progress). 

The club is designated as D23 in commemoration of the year (1923) when Disney opened up his animation studio in Hollywood. Members get a card (shown at the bottom of the photo above), a certificate signed by both Robert A. Iger (President and CEO of the Walt Disney Company) AND Mickey Mouse (though between you and me, I think the first signature may have been forged), and watch.

The watch itself is very interesting, as the face depicts Mickey as a bandleader (I've heard something similar in a song somewhere), and the only positions that are marked with numbers are the 2 and the 3. 

Get it?

Pretty cool, huh? But (I say to you, adjusting my plaid blazer, polka dotted bow tie, and tipping my straw hat) that's not all! 

You see, being  D23 member isn't just about being able to show off a watch and a club card to people in order to see how many different types of shrugs have been developed by people, or to have even those closest to you smile and nod in hopes of mollifying one's Disney-related madness*. It also allows you to receive invitations to events that regular Guests (and if you like any aspect of Disney, you're far from regular) cannot attend, as well as being able to buy merchandise exclusive to D23 members. 

Yes. In addition to being able to attend special events, my D23 membership allows me to empty my wallet in ways no one else can!

Of course there are exclusive pins!

Let's take a look at a typical day in the life of a D23 member, to give you an idea of the awesomeness that is experienced:

You wake up and spring from bed, still wearing your Eeyore footy-pajamas with the tail tacked to the partially-buttoned butt flap. As you rub the sleep from your eyes, a host of woodland animals fly in through your open window (because that's the kind of safety you feel, being a D23 member), and begin cleaning your house, preparing breakfast, and dressing you for the day ahead. You bound to the door, throw it open and greet the Sun with a wink (if only because it's polite enough to wink back at you, knowingly). Marching down the street, you sing a happy tune. If you stop, a passerby will pick up where you left off, or a bird will chirp the refrain back to you. Heck, you can even cross in the middle of a busy intersection and the cars will all honk in chorus to your jaunty little song. People shower you with attention and give you exclusive deals at stores. Every day is like your birthday, winning the lottery, and being anointed King Ralph** rolled into one!

Then you really wake up. Well, you don't really wake up so much as learn about Newtonian Physics the hard way when you realize that the song you heard was really your snooze alarm going off for the seventh time, and you rolled too far in the opposite direction of the clock on your nightstand and abruptly met with the floor. Struggling to your feet, you slip once again on what may have been a bag of Doritos or one of the many Disney vacation planning guides scattered all over your bedroom floor. People on the street don't so much sing with you as much as they yell at you, because you're trying to make it to the corner store for a cup of coffee and your somnambulation is causing you to get right in the path of oncoming joggers, cyclists, and dogs who are more than happy to ensnare you in the leashes by which they are leading their owners. The cars honking at the intersection? That really happens, and it actually does sound musical if you stand still long enough while you get your bearings. You cannot (and this is important to note) pay for coffee, energy drinks, or beer with your D23 membership - nor is a card depicting Chip and/or Dale considered legal identification at most convenience stores, bars, or gun ranges. 

However, go into a Disney park, Disney store (I'm sure there's one at a mall near you), and most Disney-related areas and flash your D23 card - and you will be given glimpses and opportunities to get things that no one (save for other D23 members) else can have! Pins. Film cels. Events. Tours. Pins. Books. Ornaments. Statues. Did I mention pins? 

These are the advantages of being a D23 cardholder. It's for those few who appreciate Disney...in a very mature way.*** No jumping around. No getting giddy and squealing like an overly excited man-child. This is serious and official stuff.

Right?

* There is no mollification. Not successfully, anyway. Once afflicted, a person will forever have Disney Madness, and start seeing Hidden Mickeys in clouds, bowls of cereal, and (so help me) even bank statements.

** I have never seen this movie. I just assume (hopefully) that it's about a man who, because he witnessed something to do with Roseanne Barr in the late-80s, was granted royalty status and all the Burger King meals he could eat, as reparation for his suffering.

***Like Peek Freans

Five Days Of Figment Part IV, A New Hope

Today I have realized the true magical nature of Figment. 


This comes in the form of a gift. For you. For me. For Figment, himself. A bank error in your favor. A way out of the fun house. 


I was going through  my pin collection, when it hit me that I don't have enough Figment pins to give you a full week of happy, smiling, winged, betailed, and bepurpled (you can tell me they aren't real words when you can argue the etymological existence of words such as "supercalifragilisticexpialidocious" and "Imagineer" - so ferme la bibbidi bobbidi bouche) dragons. 


Figment and I both have come to an accord. How do I feel about not having to post more about Figment? Oddly enough, the same way Figment feels about my daily harangues. 


In a word:

He's even sparkling at the notion!

This particular pin is part of the 2011 Cast Lanyard series, and features a Hidden Mickey. Actually, there are a number of pins with Disney characters holding the word "Good," such as Goofy and both Chip N' Dale, but I'm saving those characters for week-long celebrations of their own...but those posts are for WAY in the future.

As always, special thanks to PinPics.com for the factual information on this pin.

Monorail!

"There's nothing on Earth like genuine, bona fide, electrified, six-car monorail!"

I may not be a big fan of the color orange, but I am a fan of the Disney monorail, Tomorrowland, and this pin's sleek, futuristic design. This pin, while not part of a numbered set, was released in 2010 as part of the "Mini-Pin Collection." I have other pins from the seven-piece collection, but this one is my favorite. 

Special thanks to PinPics.com and the Official Disney Pin Trading Store for the historical information.