After the Lansing Lightning Flippers (women's) pinball thing yesterday one of the players mentioned the league having the reputation for being woke (approvingly). Which, gosh, it does feel really good to know people say ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bunnyhugger runs inclusive, open, friendly pinball events. Really says you've been doing well.
Meanwhile, in Dutch Wonderland photos, I rode the Sky Ride back the other way. Here's how that looked, thanks in part to some lucky timing.
At the high-diving amphitheater there's a couple of different shows done, and here are the banners advertising both. Unfortunately I missed both shows on my Sky Ride trips.
Did notice walking around the after-show theater this guy who's probably not off-season Santa Claus but can we ever really be sure?
This grain silo-looking thing was actually one of the park's first rides, a helter-skelter slide. They took the slides off only a couple years ago but at least the center of it stands.
View of Merlin's Mayhem from above and from an angle where you can see where anything is.
There's a train nearly up top of the lift hill and I realized this was my chance for some slightly different pictures of other people having fun!
There's the train going down one of the first drops.
Here's the queue area for Merlin's Mayhem, which was about seventeen billion times what was needed for the day, but gives you an idea the lines they expect to have at the height of the busy season.
And here's the carousel, particularly, along with a couple other rides as seen from high up. I don't know if the gravel path represents the old path of the original Turnpike ride.
There's that Mayhem again!
And I get a picture of the train roaring right back at me.
There it goes diving into the short underground tunnel, beneath the train tracks.
Back to the ground, and I catch the performers going out to a show!
Trivia: As part of budget-cutting in January 1934 New York City removed what the mayor's staff regarded as excess clocks in city departments. Medical examiner Charles Norris paid to replace the clock in his office and complained to the city papers how the law required they record the exact time a case is reported to them, and an office clock is required for accuracy. Source: The Poisoner's Handbook: Murder and the Birth of Forensic Medicine in Jazz Age New York, Deborah Blum.
Currently Reading: Lost Popeye Zine Volume 87: Nonny the Equine Genius!, Ralph Stein, Bill Zaboly. Editor Stephanie Noelle. And wow, Sir Pommy who's been Popeye's like only companion the last four years of story announces his extremely abrupt retirement from adventuring as if Ralph Stein knows the new writer taking over (Bud Sagendorf) is not going to be interested in the character at all. (Which Sagendorf was not, but still, it's not like Pommy couldn't have been useful.)
