Hmmm, I feel odd. A bit of a sore throat, and perminently thirsty, and always the wrong tempurature, be it too hot or too cold. Still, it could be worse.ghoti
had asked me the interesting question "where would you go if you had a time machine".* And while musing on this, my cynical streak drew the analogy with asking someone 100 years ago "where would you go if you had a space machine?" There are hundreds of over romantic answers to both, going to pet dinosaurs, watching the major events of history, exploring our beautiful countryside, visiting historical buildings. But I've *had* a car for ages now, and all I really use it for is going to tescos. So I assume that the real answer to the time machine question would be "to the supermarket".
Anyway, with this in mind, the sun shining, and the lure of the sea strong, I took the car and drove east. I found framlington castle (probably not worth the money, but I'm an English Heritage member, which ment I could jut run round the walls enjoying the glorious view without trying to listen seriously to the audio tour and feel I was getting my moneys worth :-) )and finally made it to Minsmere, which was fabulous. I watched tits at the feeders, and the swooping sandmartins, and walked down to the beach, and wandered along the beach until I walked up the cliffs and found myself at Dunwich Heath. Then I went back to Minsmere watching the nuclear powerstation and enjoying the feel of waves on my feet, and headed inland. I heard the boom of bitterns! It's the strangest noise. I'm not sure I could even remember it now, but when you're told what it is (in my case by a man talking to his wife nearby) it's unmistakable. I may even have seen a bittern, although I suppose I'll never know. I had it in my mind they were small dipper like birds, so when I went to bittern hide and spent a while watching an odd heron sized thing making surprisingly short flights it never crossed my mind that what I was looking at might not be a heron. Until I read the sign on the wall saying that bitterns were nearly heron sized. Anyway, the whole thing was great. Lots of sun and sand and birds. I drove back very tired, and very happy.
*Yes, I will answer all your questions at some point, promise
|Date:||April 30th, 2005 03:20 pm (UTC)|| |
You see, the real question is is it just a time machine, or a time-and-space machine. If it was just a time machine, life becomes suddenly a lot less interesting. Take my house, for instance: About 100 years in the past it would be woodland on the outskirts of a tiny community, about 4 miles down the railway track (which exists only to take logs to the 'big city'. 200 years back it is just woodland: no white people have yet found this state and started to cut everything down. For all the years before that, it's pretty much the same story. So unless I wanted to meet the people that owned this house first, it wouldn't be very exciting (although I would get to sit and watch steam trains, which would be good).
Now a time-and-space machine is much more interesting...
|Date:||April 30th, 2005 04:14 pm (UTC)|| |
If it was small enough to be portable - or large enough to carry a private plane and lots of fuel, then interest would happen after all...
although if you travelled back to a time when there was no locally accessible transport, you'd have to walk, and because of the lack of planes, trains etc, you wouldn't be able to leave your immediate geographical location in any case.
|Date:||April 30th, 2005 07:42 pm (UTC)|| |
See, this is why the tardis has to travel in space as well as time: you'd never get a plane through the doorway :-)
|Date:||April 30th, 2005 03:26 pm (UTC)|| |
Last week. Lottery Numbers. Dig? :)
|Date:||April 30th, 2005 03:31 pm (UTC)|| |
Probably doesn't work. Lottery numbers being a pseudorandom event could fall prey to all sorts of timestream butterflies you might cause.
|Date:||April 30th, 2005 03:26 pm (UTC)|| |
how about "back to middle of that exam where I got stuck on a question and the answer came to me last night"?
|Date:||April 30th, 2005 04:12 pm (UTC)|| |
Back in time, to give the plans to my former self. How else do you thing I got a time machine?
Oh, and to deliver a message: "Do Maths. Not Chemistry".
|Date:||November 7th, 2007 10:35 am (UTC)|| |
Which would result in ptc24-2 sending back the message: "Do Chemistry. Not Maths".
|Date:||April 30th, 2005 04:43 pm (UTC)|| |
Knock, knock. Who's there? Doctor.
I hear that if you travel to London, about 12 months in the future, you get to witness a flying craft crashing into a historical landmark, causing the British government to claim that a war needs to be fought to stop massive weapons of distruction being used in 45 seconds.
(As always, all the best sci-fi is also political satire!!)
|Date:||April 30th, 2005 05:17 pm (UTC)|| |
It's an intersting question, but it wasn't one of mine! Sorry!
I remember an episode of Red Dwarf where Holly has invented a time machine that they use to travel millions of years into the past. When it has finished they look out the view screen and just see lots of stars, after some questionning Holly reveals that here they are millions of years into the past STILL LOST IN DEEP SPACE! Pure genius :-)
"Hmmm, I feel odd. A bit of a sore throat, and perminently thirsty, and always the wrong tempurature, be it too hot or too cold. Still, it could be worse."
I think I've just had the same thing. Don't worry; an extra few hours in bed yesterday seems to have all but got rid of it.
So I assume that the real answer to the time machine question would be "to the supermarket".
And it would be so useful, because Tesco's always shuts almost exactly when I want to go to it :) It'd also be useful for watching TV you missed.
|Date:||November 7th, 2007 11:35 am (UTC)|| |
Ubiquitous time-machines would run into the problem that the prices of things would equalise quickly over all times.
|Date:||May 13th, 2005 07:46 pm (UTC)|| |
|Date:||May 15th, 2005 06:49 am (UTC)|| |
Yes, I will answer all your questions at some point, promise