Red, Daniela's your girl on astral travelling. I've never really got into that whole thing, but turn me into a stream of atoms flowing through the universe and reassembling on the other end and I'm in.
Douglas Adams wrote a poem about it, when it goes wrong, though.
I teleported home last night with Ron and Sid and Meg Ron stole Meggy's heart away and I got Sidney's leg.
Anyway, so we are sitting on the plane, no ventilation of course on the tarmac, oddly empty plane, an empty seat in nearly every row. No-one else is boarding and the crew can be seen whispering. Finally our captain speaks.
Seems about 3 minutes after we lot got clear of the terminal, a fire alarm went off. Our fellow passengers have been evacuated along with everyone else in that bit. We will have to be patient.
I asked a passing crew member to please at least put the ventilation on and they do, phew.
We wait.
Turns out our missing passengers are now in a giant throng of passengers for every possible destination and they will all have to go through security checks to be fed back to their original boarding gates. This could take a while.
We wait. Those of us with food eat. Those of us with smarties switch them back on and start bothering our friends.
Our captain says the airline is now deciding whether it is quicker to empty the hold of baggage, identify what belongs to the missing (who could after all have deliberately set off the fire alarm) and repack the rest, or to wait for the security checks. He will let us know what they decide.
We wait.
Finally he says as most of the passengers have now been identified anyway, we might as well wait for them anyway.
We wait.
Passengers start to arrive, filled with exciting stories, and those passengers who moved to empty seats are firmly moved back. We taxi out along with every other plane held up by the debacle, and wait for takeoff.
Our pilot took us to Edinburgh so fast the plane was shaking - 40 minutes to do a flight that normally takes an hour and a half. He might as well not have bothered - the ground crew weren't ready for us.
We wait.
I'm only grateful that Scotland and England are currently still part of the same country and we didn't have to go through passport control when we arrived.
Johnny, time travel is my absolute favourite dream. However was it Einstein who said it is possible to know where we are in space, or where we are in time, but not both?
Don't quote me, I'm probably wrong on either the quote or the quoter but for time travel to be possible, all times would have to be live and active all the time and happening simultaneously and I don't think that's possible
I do think it's possible teleporting is slightly further advanced, and more experiments have happened, than we are told but that may be wishful thinking on my part!
CC you were completely right, though. I'm far from perfect and the best relationships I ever had (friendships and otherwise) have been with those who were far from perfect.
BTW, difficult living with a perfectionist, you have to keep the balance for both of you or it can go quite OCD. You obviously got it right, a tricky balancing act though
Aa 'settling' probably not the best word. Finding something that works, even if it is unconventional, probably better. Successful conventional relationships are relatively rare these days ...
Daniela, by the time I'd remembered how to delete it, it had started taking a different path!
That's a few of us on the comments who prefer part-time. Maybe we should set up a subgroup ... and CC makes a good point, perfect is better when its perfect-for-you ...
Haha Red if I wrote all my blogs as I I I I I people would be thinking phew that woman is self-obsessed - even if they actually sometimes agreed with what I had said
So yup I use we and hope that it isn't in fact only me
I'm single for my reasons, you are single for yours, everyone has their own reasons and there's as much variety there as in every other aspect of our lives.
But be fair, you've read the blogs long enough, can't help but notice that the same 'got to be perfect' sentiment crops up a LOT?
I think most of us are actually pretty happy with our lot. It WOULD have to be perfect to make us change. But that is just my opinion
I do think everyone snores, at least occasionally, and it peaks around the fifties and sixties, then either kills the snorer (or their partner does) or slowly starts to go away again. The very old barely snore at all.
I have a theory, partly from personal experience but mainly from talking to friends, that emotionally-mean men don't snore and emotionally-generous ones do.
And while on theories, I was told once that men snore on their backs, Molly, but not on their sides, but women are the other way round? We'll need a male viewpoint for that one
Wow, you Irish are tough with your golfball! Here in Scotland it's a ping pong ball! But then of course we are great golfers, you wouldn't want to waste a golfball on a mere snorer ...
RE: We Carbon Based Life Forms Have Had Good Run. BUT
Yeah sorry about that flood of negativityI think we could be okay, if there's a written test to see who stays and who gets vaporised.