Welcome back to another edition of the Disney Dish podcast with Jim Hill.

It's me, Lentesta, and this is our show for the week of Shmursday, October 20th, 2025. On the show today, news. In listener questions, we tracked down a former imaginerator to ask, what did you do? In surveys, we add the words, so we can charge money for it next time, to the end of every Disney survey question.

Plus an interview with Jill Peter Fesso about her new book, Why the Magic Matters,

discovering Disney as a laboratory for learning.

In our main segment, Jim continues the history of Disney Springs with a look at how the Westside has evolved, including the doomed Hyperion Wharf concept.

Let's get started by bringing in the man who's got two left

feet and a series of increasingly strident voicemails from the local funeral home. It's Mr. Jim L.

Jim, how's it going? It's going well, Len. And I have to say, I am spending entirely too much time

at funeral homes. You know, well, and part of that is because Nancy teaches water aerobics.

Unsuccessfully? Is that where you're going?

Well, no, actually, actually quite successfully. I mean, the little ladies who take

their classes, her classes, 70 or 8-year-olds, are you going like gangbusters. But to be honest, it's their spouses

that are dropping like flies. And so invariably, you know, once or twice a month, Nancy and I have

to grow up because, again, these are her students and we have to be respectful and you know i'm i'm in this space basically

you know i don't know anyone you know and it comes to that that awkward moment where you know you're

in front of the box and you know you're supposed to do something yeah bow wave like what do you what do

it's just you know stand there respectfully for 30 do? It's just, you know, stand there respectfully

for 30 seconds. Well, it's so interesting you say that because what I do now is, you know,

as you just mentioned, I, I, you know, step up to the box and I stand there, I bow my head,

and in my head I do one potato, two, potato, three, potato, four. I mean, but my concern is that may be too short.

So if anybody has another rhyme or something from childhood, they could suggest, because it

feels like it's not a full 30 seconds, you know, and I feel like I should do something

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