Posts tagged Cancun
My wife’s @HardRock Cafe Teddy Bear collection (with pics!)
0Last Monday I wrote a post about the spoils from my travels over the past few years: my Starbucks mug collection. Today, though, is the collection in our house over ten years in the making… Shannon’s Hard Rock Cafe Teddy Bear collection.
Ft. Lauderdale, Florida (NOTE: This location is now closed.)

La Jolla, California (NOTE: This location is now closed.)

BONUS BEAR! This is an angel bear we bought from the Hard Rock Hotel in Orlando before starting our cross country drive in 2007.

Flickr Friday: Sometimes name brands don’t translate very well.
1The lovely ladies seem confused in Cancun, Mexico.
I occasionally update new photos (and old ones that I scan) on my Flickr account. In doing so, I get to revisit a lot of photos I’ve taken while travelling. Each Friday, I plan on posting a photo that I think is interesting. Maybe you’ll think so, too.
My Boring Ass Life Last Year: 2010 In Review
0- Ate a giant burger at The Vortex in Atlanta, Georgia. This was the beginning of my Man v. Food pilgrimage that would take me to eight different restaurants!
- Saw snow again for the first time in years.
- Blogged about bad service and got the attention of Ford Motor Company.
- Showed up on Fox 35 News in Orlando, Florida.
- Started watching Doctor Who for the first time in my life. (I figured I should go in order and should be “current” by 2014 at this rate!)
- Pissed off a bunch of BotCon (aka “BotFAIL”) fans.
- Saw a giant pyramid in Cancun, Mexico.
- Visited the Wizarding World of Harry Potter (before the grand opening.)
- Met Peter Cullen – the voice of Optimus Prime.
- Pissed off a bunch of BotCon (aka “BotFAIL”) fans… again.
- Made it to the top of Mount Evans in Colorado.
- Showed up in a silly webcomic.
- Saw Weird Al Yankovic in concert.
- Attended Gen Con and visited Indianapolis, Indiana for the first time.
- Got the greatest Battlestar Galactica dinner story of all time at Dragon*Con.
- Got heavily involved in social media and wound up the local newspaper.
- Attended Anime Weekend Atlanta again. Zaniness ensued.
- Started to digitally archive a bunch of old photos which (thus far) have resulted in some classic geek photos and some very Presidential ones.
- Attended NeonCon in Las Vegas, Nevada.
- Saw the Grand Canyon… and almost died.
- Went to Dinosaur World. EPIC.
I read a lot of books, went a lot of places, and did a lot of things. Life, in my humble opinion, is meant to be lived like a video game. Each level should be more exciting than the last – so I’m looking forward to what crazy shit I pull off in 2011. InvaderCON is already going to be amazing. The Florida Anime Experience is already on deck to be epic (keep watching; we’re still making stuff “official”). Shannon and I are already discussing where to go for our annual anniversary trip in November.
My geek life will hopefully cart me off to some pretty amazing locales for some blog-worthy experiences.
This will be my ninth year writing about my life online for the world to read about me. If you’re still with me, thanks for taking the time to read about my boring ass life. I write to stay sane and to maek sure my grammmar skills stai intact. Hopefully the writing is entertaining enough to keep all five (ten?) of you still reading.
Have a wonderful and eventful 2011!
Joey & Tom’s Excellent #Botcon Adventure – this weekend!
0Let’s see… three weekends ago I was in Cancun. The weekend after that: Orlando for The Wizarding World of Harry Potter. Last weekend? Miami for Florida Supercon. And now:
I’m back in Orlando for Botcon.
So myself, Joey Snackpants and special guest star and fellow Transformers geek Tentacle Chris will be braving the world of Transformers collectors in Orlando, Florida. Afterwards, Joey and I will be penning a review for the popular pop culture blog You Bent My Wookie.
Follow my Twitter for photos and updates all weekend as we see how Hasbro serves up an event for fans in sunny Central Florida. Look for the #Botcon hash tag READ the shocking details:
- How much money will Joey spend in toys his parents already bought him over twenty years ago?
- Will Tentacle Chris find someone else who also thought Transformers Animated was cool?
- What has Stan Bush been doing since JACON last year?
- Can the boys battle their way through the hardcore fans to meet Peter “Optimus Prime” Cullen?
STAY TUNED!
Cancun Day Six: Time to Go Home
1Our final day in Cancun was bittersweet. It was hard to say goodbye to the blue beaches and AWESOME tacos, but many of us were ready to return home to our own beds and safe drinking water. That morning, though, we went down to the beach one more time. Here are some of my other favorite photos I took during the trip…
A great view of the resort’s beach at sunset (taken from the water)

Did I mention how blue the water was?

A bunch of crazy drunks after that night at Carlos & Charlie’s

My balls being eaten by the alligator outside of the Rainforest Cafe

Cancun Day Five, Part 2: Cenote Ik Kil
2From Wikipedia:
A cenote is a sinkhole with exposed rocky edges containing groundwater. It is typically found in the Yucatán Peninsula and some nearby Caribbean islands. The term is derived from a word used by the low-land Yucatec Maya to refer to any location where groundwater is accessible.
After leaving Chichén Itzá, the tour bus took us to a local cenote called Cenote Ik Kil. The weekend before, it was the site of a Red Bull diving competition and the location is breathtaking to behold. Though we didn’t have a ninety foot platform to dive off of, the stairs still took us up a good thirty or so feet high to jump into the water. Here’s a video of Chris, Angie(!), Scott, Troy and I taking the plunge:
The water has oxygen pumped into it making it a clear blue. You can see the fish (and there are plenty of them) swimming around as you wade in the cool water. The pool itself goes down over a hundred feed. Oddly enough (as you can see in the photo above) most people didn’t get in the water. Me? I couldn’t stay out of it. Here’s me performing that graceful diving form known as “the cannonball”:

Random Tourism Elements: The Douchebag
0An added note regarding our day trip to Chichén Itzá… Whenever you take a trip with a tour group – whether at monuments, parks or theme parks – you always run the risk of running into the most unfortunate kind of tourist: the douchebag. This guy (and his wife) where our douchebags on that day in Mexico.
How did they put themselves in this less-than-prestigious category? Here’s a list so you can know how to not be them.
- Before we got to the tour site, the guy stood up on the bus and sprayed himself with sunblock… and everyone in the surrounding seats (including Chris and Angie). BONUS: When Chris pointed out what he was doing, el douchebago replied in a sarcastic manner “Oh, did I offend you?”
- When we started the tour, the guide asked everyone not to buy things from the random vendors we would come across along the way until the end of the tour. What does the douchebag do? He holds a conversation with one of the guys selling things on a blanket while our tour guide was trying to talk. She (rightfully so) slapped him on the chest with her paperwork and reminded him what she had told him before the tour. BONUS: He was buying a pipe with a Mayan skull for smoking who knows what.
- I don’t read or speak much Spanish. At most, I probably sport a thirty word vocabulary. That said – signs with pictures usually help make things easier to understand… unless you’re a douchebag’s wife. She kept smoking the whole tour even though the property was clearly marked NO SMOKING. All the non-smokers in the tour LOVED the second hand smoke in the 120 degree weather.
- When we stopped for lunch at a local town, everyone was given a ticket to line up at the buffet. We all followed everyone off our bus in an orderly line; all of us, except douchebag. He needed to get his 45 seconds of extra time by skipping ahead of the line and cutting in the middle of our group.
- Lastly (and most obvious) was the fact that he was wearing Ed Hardy: the international uniform of a true douchebag.




































