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Time Travel

April 8th, 2009 by Ann in 6th Floor, baseball

Welcome to the 6th floor.

Today’s contributors are: Ann, Sara, Tabitha, Frank, Billy and Scott.

Subject: Time Travel

 

Scene: Catalina’s

 

If you could time travel, where would you go?”

delorean

When would you go.”

 

When was implied by the time travel bit. When and where would you travel to?”

 

1921. Polo Grounds. I’d want to see the Yankees and Babe Ruth. See just how different baseball was, and just how awesome Ruth was.”

 

That’s an intriguing one. I wouldn’t mind checking out some of the major events in baseball history either.”

 

It’s probably a corny answer, but I’d check in on my family. I’d love to watch my grandparents on a date for instance.”

 

Maybe witness your conception?”

 

Frank bursts out laughing.

 

Scott! No, I think I could do without that.”

 

I would probably stick to history. Watch Martin Luther nail the 95 theses to the door, peek in on Xerxes, have a glass of mead with Beowulf.”

 

I’m not sure Beowulf was a real person..”

 

So I can’t use my imaginary time machine to go to imaginary places? How does that make sense?” Billy complains.

 

Cindy, the waitress, comes over to drop off drinks.

 

What about you Cindy, if you had a time machine, when would you go?”

 

Cindy: “Oh, I couldn’t go until at least 2. I’m working all night.”

 

Straight up Cindy.” Frank says, putting his drink back on her tray.

 

Cindy: “What? I don’t see anything.” Cindy says, looking up.

 

My drink. I wanted it straight, no ice.”

 

Cindy walks away.

 

I might be willing to witness her conception. Must’ve been some fun drugs involved that night.”

 

That’s for sure.”

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