This isn't Disney World. NWell no, but my prognosis is WWWD - What Would Walt Do?
Question- Do Disney Imagineers (amoungst others) walk around saying that to this day?
Ok so my prognosis is more like WWWD&PGD - What Would Walt (Disney) & Peter (Gabriel) Do (with a cool billion)? The answer is simple - Build a master planned community where people walk around hearing wafts of soundscapes while eating enormous donut pies.
When I was a kid, my parents would take us on vacations around eastern part of the country. We drove to Maine, did a road trip to Toronto, and took a long roadie down to Nashville at one point. We weren't much for hotels at that time, so we stayed in tents and visited the homes of friends and family quite often.
I remember visiting some of my parents' friends in their quasi-hippie homes/communes/houses shaped like golf balls. The utopian commune of peace, love, and agrarian happiness seemed to me to just smell like goat and armpit sweat most of the time.
That really has nothing to do with the Eden Project, Disney World, or my beloved Peter Gabriel, but it just popped into my head.
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This isn't Disney World. NWell no, but my prognosis is WWWD - What Would Walt Do?
Question- Do Disney Imagineers (amoungst others) walk around saying that to this day?
Ok so my prognosis is more like WWWD&PGD - What Would Walt (Disney) & Peter (Gabriel) Do (with a cool billion)? The answer is simple - Build a master planned community where people walk around hearing wafts of soundscapes while eating enormous donut pies.
The hexagonal utopia reminds me:
When I was a kid, my parents would take us on vacations around eastern part of the country. We drove to Maine, did a road trip to Toronto, and took a long roadie down to Nashville at one point. We weren't much for hotels at that time, so we stayed in tents and visited the homes of friends and family quite often.
I remember visiting some of my parents' friends in their quasi-hippie homes/communes/houses shaped like golf balls. The utopian commune of peace, love, and agrarian happiness seemed to me to just smell like goat and armpit sweat most of the time.
That really has nothing to do with the Eden Project, Disney World, or my beloved Peter Gabriel, but it just popped into my head.
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