Is that a rocket in your pocket?

I was supposed to be going to Disneyland this week for my birthday. At least, that was the plan before same-sex marriage in California became a reality and the Disneyland plans were pre-empted by a wedding and honeymoon for the people I was supposed to go with.
To say I’m disappointed would be an understatement, but that’s more attributable to my inability to get to Anaheim after 3 years here than to bitterness over their wedding plans.
But jeez, couldn’t they have waited another month? Really.
Anyway. Here’s a sight that you simply won’t see at Disneyland anymore, which slightly compensates for the other fun I’ll be missing. Welcome to Tomorrowland, 1959, where the future is all man.