James came over Friday, and Saturday, we were going to go to St. Augustine with some friends, but James and I were sorta lazy, and ended up watching a movie instead on pay per view. We watched Interstellar, which made me secretly cry in one spot. It was strange, but when Dr. Brandt died, it reminded me of when my mom died.
Yesterday we took Joe to Cold War Escape Room nearby in Ormond Beach. It was a lot of fun. We chatted a bit with Griffin, the owner, who did a marvelous job on the game and the effects. It was really cool and really fun.
We missed escaping by about 45 seconds because I am too literal. Lol. To get to the nuclear abort button, you had to turn off the light and shine a UV light on the side of a podium. Then you'd see a circle with the word "START" in it and above it an arrow drawn to another circle. You were supposed to put this magnetic thing on the start and slide it upward to the second circle, which would start the podium moving up to reveal the last key to the last lock to press the abort button.
Well the size of the magnetic cup was exactly the size of the circle, so I'd start the cup exactly in the bottom circle and move it exactly up the line to fit exactly in the top circle, and it didn't work. Over and over and over...lol.
Finally, Griffin, who was watching on closed circuit TV and mentally screaming at me to just go a little higher, called in and said that over time, the magnet inside the podium had gotten a little off, and I'd need to slide it a little higher than the circle.
So I did as he said, and the timer buzzed as the podium raised. So, it was my fault we didn't escape, but we had a lot of fun.
For lunch, we went to Cracker Barrel and while waiting for the hostess to call our name, we browsed and then bought a few cool little toys. James captured my delight as I found a unicorn light saber...
James was standing above me, so you can't actually see my delight, but trust me, it was there. :)
James bought me a couple chocolate eggs, which I thought had little Star Wars people inside like Jedi chicks. But, alas, I suppose that would pose a choking hazard, and I should have read the box more literally: it says "Milk Chocolate & Surprise."
James was standing above me, so you can't actually see my delight, but trust me, it was there. :)
James bought me a couple chocolate eggs, which I thought had little Star Wars people inside like Jedi chicks. But, alas, I suppose that would pose a choking hazard, and I should have read the box more literally: it says "Milk Chocolate & Surprise."
Still, the choking hazard label would make one think the surprise was actually in the egg. But it wasn't. Anyway, I got an X-Wing fighter pilot and Kylo Ren. Lol. Joe got a gyroscope, and James got a little mineral/rock thing. I haven't eaten the chocolate yet.
Anyway, time to get ready for the day!
talk about cold wars - Seannm finally went postal. No surprise, that nut job was a ticking time bomb of the nuclear variety. That episode moved him up to second place in our new office pool - which wing nut at the hate site is the Fenn Stalker. take a guess at who is numero uno?