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I recently returned from two days in Los Angeles with family. My brother and sister-in-law auditioned for The Price is Right on Tuesday. This alone was worth the trip. After having our pictures taken and spending some time talking with others before the show, we were each interviewed by the show's co-producer. His intent was to assess whether we would be interesting contestants. I was convinced by the length of her interview that my sister-in-law would be chosen. It turned out that none of us were chosen, but it was well worth the experience.

The studio itself is smaller than one would think, as is the audience. A director tells the audience when to applaud, and Drew Carey talks to people during commercial breaks. He spoke with all three of us individually. When speaking with me, Drew asked my profession. When I told him that I was an English teacher, he asked if I heard Weird Al's "Word Crimes." Moments later, the D.J. played the song for the audience.

On Wednesday, we enjoyed Disneyland. This was especially important for me. I am not usually sentimental, but it had been about twenty-two years since I had been inside the park, so I was especially for this experience. We stayed nearly the entire time the park was open, and rode almost every ride we wanted (Peter Pan's Flight was the only exception). I was able to ride attractions that did not exist when I was last in the park, including the "Indiana Jones Adventure."

The next day, we ended the trip with breakfast at the Storyteller's Cafe. After a short errand, we left for home. All three of us were tired, but we all enjoyed the time together.

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