And to get back on-topic: Last night I dreamed that I sat in front of two drawers(!) full with old VHS cassettes. And I didn’t knew which film was on which cassette …
Got no choice at the moment since I have an attic but no basement. Before that they have been in a basement for decades, but they should still work (I still have a VHS player hooked up to my TV as well as a record player on my stereo albeit a newer one).
Sod is a British word that can be used offensively, to mean an unpleasant person - or less harshly, for example “he’s won the lottery, that lucky sod!”
I should try that sometime. Usually I like to plan what I’m going to do while on holiday, but taking a trip to a mystery destination could be fun too. As long as I know how to get back.
I can’t really say, as I mainly want to go back for the nostalgia. I think it’s quite expensive though.
I’ve always wanted to go to Disney World and the Universal Orlando Resort in America! But I’ll have to save up for that. And I’m a bit scared of not adjusting to the different time zone well.
That’s funny I’ve been in that park once, with the only purpose of digesting some jet lag during a long trip from Europe to New Zealand, via USA. It worked. I needed one day of accustoming, and I probably wouldn’t have been awake enough to enjoy a museum or a sightseeing tour.
EDIT: whoops, I misread your post… you meant Universal Studios Orlando. I’ve been at Universal Studios Los Angeles.
This also reminds me of an ‘Odds and Sods’ jar my parents had when I was little. They put all sorts of random crap in there like nails and paperclips and bits of old electrical stuff. So at least they used it correctly (for those unaware the phrase means ‘odds and ends’, like ‘odd bits of things’). Though it did incorrectly teach me that it was okay to say ‘sod’.
Disney World is great. I went a really long time ago as a kid and remember really enjoying a simulator ride that made me feel like Martin Short in Innerspace. The audience got injected into a body to find the origin of a splinter.
But I still kick myself that I chose to go on The Flintstones ride with my younger cousins instead of Back to the Future. WHY, younger Kate, WHY?
Ahhh, today I had lots of dreams. I don’t remember much right now, but one really stuck.
I was playing an interesting game, which is probably a bit too ambitious to be developed in real life, but still: it was an open-world universe simulator. I remember it began with protons and electrons spinning around and you could deviate the orbit of those to make them collide and create atoms and other reactions. I remember I then left the game running for a while and when I came back my daughter was telling me she was exploring and found out we eventually created a planet. And she named it Herbertrooper. But the planet wasn’t round, it was full of branches, so I squished it into a green ball and suggested we should call it Earth.
Oh, and in another dream I was having difficulties putting on my pants in front of my high school French teacher because I had a diaper and the diaper was full and it the pants didn’t fit.