Jeff Bezos is taking notes

Had a dream last night in which we had traveled to some distant city and were preparing to board an attraction that advertised itself as a kind of space tourism--but with carefully cagey wording that left open that maybe a trip into space wasn't actually what was happening.

I'd read an email from a friend who had ridden it, saying that the real fun of the trip was figuring out the gimmick they were using, and he wasn't going to spoil it for me.

Which just had me scrambling for spoilers to figure out what I was in for. In line to ride, furiously checking online reviews, I finally found one that gave a partial explanation: "Through clever optics, instead of going into space, riders are actually going up their own anus."

And then I woke up with more questions than answers.

I may have been thinking about immersive amusement rides too much.