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15 August 2008 - 7:15pm
A reporter called earlier today. He was following up on a rumor.
He works for the Allentown, Pennsylvania, paper and their local park had just sold one of their coasters to an undisclosed buyer.
The reporter saw rumors on the Internet that we were the mystery buyer.
I nearly choked, trying to suppress my laughter. How far will this go?
"I can confirm ..." I began.
"I can confirm that there is a rumor online about that."
So...you're saying you can neither confirm nor deny.
(Hee! I've always wanted to say that!)
"That's correct ... I can neither confirm nor deny."
(Several hours later and that's old news. The latest rumor is it's going to Germany.)
15 August 2008 - 5:41pm
We receive all kinds of emails.
Most of them are remarkably nice.
And thanks to IT Joe and our spamfilter, the majority are clean.
But once in a while, there's a message that gives us pause.
Pardon me, what's that? Dffff?
What does that mean? Is it code?
Or some of that texting lingo?
Happily, the sender quickly followed with a second email: Sorry about previous email - cat hit the send button.
Yes, of course.
Since there were no further instructions from the sender, I forwarded the kitty's email on to the appropriate staff member ... Holidog.
15 August 2008 - 5:04pm
There is a sigh of relief around here as we complete our last day of "daily" operations.
We're still open weekends, of course, but not Monday through Friday (with the exception of Labor Day Monday).
The sighs continue as we start receiving phone calls, emails, and even an occasional visit from folks who are nearly (but not quite) speechless that we're not open daily through Labor Day.
If only it were so.
That was my school schedule back in Sacred Heart Elementary in Pittsfield, Massachusetts, many moons ago. But for some reason, around here school starts up in August.
This year, school started locally on August 12 (My youngest son's ninth birthday, poor lad).
There are still plenty of places that wait for Labor Day to start the new school year. And unfortunately people who live there sometimes assume it's the same all over.
I remember that first Monday after the daily season was over a number of years back ... a van pulled up in front of the marketing office. A van full of kids.
Dad hopped out, looking a little nervous. He bounded up the steps and walked into the office.
"Where's Santy Claus Land?"
Poor guy. Not only were we not open, we'd changed the name of the park.
He had one last hope: "Do you still have that dancing chicken?"
He walked a little slower heading back to his van.
In the past, when we've been on the receiving end of, "That's crazy! Can't you do something about it?" we've never known what to say.
But now there is a grass-roots parents' organization called Save Indiana Summers. If you're in the mood to sign a petition and read up on some studies, please click over to their website.
But no matter when we end our daily season in the future, I'm sorry to say that chicken has danced his last cha-cha.
14 August 2008 - 2:50pm
You never know who you'll encounter when out in the park.
This very tall dad is visiting with his family, including two very small daughters.
Why, it's Korey from The Gravity Group! He's hanging out in Holidog's FunTown with his little girls while his lovely wife sneaks off to ride The Voyage.
Let's zoom out even more so you can see how Korey's almost as tall as the Holidog statue.
He nearly reaches Holidog's chin,
Makes me wonder.
Would it be possible that Korey is the world's tallest?
I mean the World's Tallest Roller Coaster Designer?
It's certainly possible.
We should do some research.
Korey told me he reads the HoliBlog every day at lunch. Maybe he'll post a "Comment" to let us know if he holds the proud title.
Nice shirt there, Korey.
13 August 2008 - 3:06pm
Once we start talking about an upcoming announcement, everyone wants to know: So, what is it? Come on, you can tell me. I won't tell.
They want us to spill our guts. Not gonna happen.
For most of us, toughing it out is not all that bad. It's just a few weeks. Sort of like keeping a Christmas present secret.
But a few on staff just about have to go into seclusion this time of the year.
So if you see a "yellow shirt" out in the park this weekend and call out, "Excuse me--" just meaning to ask the location of the closest Pepsi Oasis, please don't be offended if the response is, "I can't tell you! I simply can't tell anyone!"
Just shake your head and ask a "red shirt" or a "blue shirt" instead. They'll be happy to help.