Late last night we went to a special ticketed event for POTC: Dead Man’s Chest. Things started in the Disneyland Hotel with the usual merchandise pickup stations and photo op, then we were given a pretty enormous elaborately-themed feast with appropriate entertainment, followed by a two-hour unlimited fast pass for the ride and a midnight showing of the movie.

Going to see a movie at midnight might sound like a great idea, but it really isn’t. The movie itself was great, even though it had a Empire-Strikes-Back ending, but we didn’t get home until 3 in the morning. I’m running on about three hours of sleep right now and I’m starting to see colors that aren’t there and everything I’ve had to eat or drink today has tasted like a new flavor of water.

I’m not the spry young devil I once was. I’m getting too old for this staying out late business.