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A Great Big Beautiful Christmas
Image by Brett Kiger
If I can’t see this in person a few days before Christmas, the next best thing will be to experience it today in photos (with more below)!
Walt Disney World | Magic Kingdom | Carousel of Progress
FATHER: Isn’t it a pleasant holiday? Turkey’s in the oven, it’s peaceful and quiet.
JIMMY: Yes! Three hundred points, my best score yet!
SARAH: Well, it was peaceful until Santa brought that new virtual reality space pilot game.
Jimmy’s headgear goes up above his eyes.
JIMMY: Your turn Grandma. Let’s switch the image over to the TV, so the resident flying ace can show you how it works.
Grandma’s headgear goes down, and the TV turns on. On the TV we see the interior of a space craft cockpit.
JIMMY: Now, it’s a little tricky. Just use your game glove to fly behind the other guy and then blast him with your laser blaster!
GRANDMA: Laser blaster? Well, I’ll give it a try.
JIMMY: Take a look around Grandma. You’re in the ship.
GRANDMA: I feel like I’m really there!
JIMMY: Okay, get ready, you’re about to blast off!
GRANDMA: Here goes nothing.
The screen flickers into motion as the space outside of the cockpit begins to move. We soon see enemy ships passing by.
JIMMY: Alright, here he comes! Ooh, you missed him.
As Grandma and Jimmy play Space Pilot, Sarah looks up from her computer.
SARAH: Hey everyone, I’m done programming out new voice activation system.
FATHER: Now all our household items will do anything we tell them to do.
GRANDPA: Great… tell the refrigerator to bring me a root beer.
SARAH: (Chuckling.) Well, it can’t quite do that. But I’ll show you something that it can do. (She declares:) Tree lights, thirty percent brighter.
The Christmas Tree lights brighten a little.
GRANDPA: Ah, that’s no big deal. Anybody can do that voice activating stuff. Watch this. Rover… speak!
SARAH: John, the oven should respond to your voice commands now. Give it a try.
FATHER: Okay, here goes. Temperature to 375.
OVEN: (It actually talks.) Temperature increased to 375.
PATRICIA: Look at that! It even talks back.
FATHER: Like some people I know.
PATRICIA: Yeah right dad!
JIMMY: (Watching Grandma’s progress on the TV.) You’re going to loose him Grandma! Bank to the right!
PATRICIA: Remember dad’s turkey last year?
GRANDPA: Yeah, that thing really smoked up the place when it burned, didn’t it?
PATRICIA: We ended up microwaving frozen pizzas.
SARAH: Well, no need to worry about the turkey this year. Not with an oven that will do anything your father tells it to do.
JIMMY: Ooo! Good shot!
GRANDMA: Did you see that?!
JIMMY: Dad, Grandma’s up to 550 points!
FATHER: Did you say 550? Man, she’s getting the hang of that thing.
OVEN: (Quietly, without anyone noticing.) Temperature increased to 550.
GRANDPA: I can’t believe all the new gadgets they’ve got now. Did you know in my day–
PATRICIA: Oh no. You’re not going to tell us about the old days when you didn’t even have a car phone.
GRANDPA: (He chuckles.) Hey Trisch, for a while we didn’t even have a house phone. Not to mention laser discs and high def TV. Everything is automated these days, including…
From off stage we hear a toilet flushing.
GRANDPA: (Continuing.) Well, including that.
COUSIN ORVILLE: (Off stage.) No privacy at all around this place!
GRANDPA: Sorry Orville. Anyway, you guys don’t realize how good you’ve got it nowadays.
SARAH: You know, my Grandfather told me the very same thing when I was a kid.
GRANDMA: (Still playing the VR.) Take that you nincompoop!
JIMMY: Hey check it out dad. Grandma’s up to 975 points.
FATHER: Wow! 975.
OVEN: Temperature increased to 975. (Oven starts beeping and smoke erupts.) Overload– overload…
SARAH: John, what’s wrong with the oven?
FATHER: Well– UH…
The oven door slams open and we hear the crackling of burnt turkey skin.
OVEN: Bake Mode complete. Enjoy your meal.
PATRICIA: Anyone for pizza?
SARAH: Another Christmas turkey ruined.
Grandma’s game ends. Her headgear lifts back over her eyes.
GRANDMA: Man what a game! I really smoked those guys. Looks like I’m resident flying ace now.
JIMMY: Best two out of three Grandma?
GRANDMA: Later kid. Boy that was fun. What will they think up next?
PATRICIA: Who knows? We’ve got a whole new century waiting for us out there.
SARAH: Yeah, and maybe sometime in the new century, your father will learn how to talk to out oven.
FATHER: Well, by then maybe ovens will read out minds. But hey, as long as we’re all here and happy and together for the holidays, who cares if I burned out Christmas turkey?
GRANDMA: I do! I’m starving.
A round of laughter erupts from the whole family.
JIMMY: Don’t worry dad. Someday, everything is going to be so automated, you won’t ever have to cook another Christmas turkey again.
Image by yummysmellsca
Needing comfort food after a long night awaiting the inevitable. Poor sister woke up to the news of Grandpa’s passing, and being who I am food is how I try to comfort others.
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