There are days wherein I wish nothing more than the ability to leap forward eight hours and avoid the grinding tedium and nothingness of a Wednesday afternoon in the bunker.  Of course, that’d also mean that I didn’t get paid for those hours, which would totally negate the entire point, but let’s not quibble about time travel specifics when we’re talking about theoretical temporal physics.  I’ve long felt like it might be fun to hang out in the 1940s, save for the cholera and scurvy and all that, but each decade has its own draws (and drawbacks), which makes it fun to imagine what it might be like if you were a Time Lord, leading us to today’s chrono-fractural query…

The MS-QOTD (pronounced, as always, “misquoted”) has always been partial to a trip back to last Thursday night, so I could pay my phone bill on time, asking: When would you go first, if time travel became a reality?


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Once upon a time, there was a young nerd from the Midwest, who loved Matter-Eater Lad and the McKenzie Brothers... If pop culture were a maze, Matthew would be the Minotaur at its center. Were it a mall, he'd be the Food Court. Were it a parking lot, he’d be the distant Cart Corral where the weird kids gather to smoke, but that’s not important right now... Matthew enjoys body surfing (so long as the bodies are fresh), writing in the third person, and dark-eyed women. Amongst his weaponry are such diverse elements as: Fear! Surprise! Ruthless efficiency! An almost fanatical devotion to pop culture! And a nice red uniform.


  1. Just then the floating disembodied head of Col. Sanders started yelling… “Eeeeeeeverything you know is wrong…


    Excuse me.

    I think I’d definitely go to the future, though I’m not sure exactly when. Not that history doesn’t have its own fascinations – but I think the parts of history I’m most interested in are also times I would not want to be around.

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