Sunday, March 18, 2012

Shakespeare's Kitten

This past week in the future present has been a bit trying, Dear Reader. It is difficult to readjust to the “daily grind” as my “cube-mate” and mentor, Zack Paddington, so charmingly phrases our shared condition (when one encounters neologisms as clever as that, one begins to wonder how his body of work survived for so long). 


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The inner gears of a time machine (not mine).


I question, at times, why and how I was seduced into this life of time travel. I remind myself, in the past there is no Craiglist, no Nintendo Wii, and no broadcast television so self-indulgent that it borders on being classified as pornography. There is no Ke$ha (not even a half relation, I assure you), no microwave oven, and no Nick Hornby.

There are, however, similarities. Past to present to future and back, the human race has held onto a number of commonalities: a fascination with beauty, art, violence, politics, sex, death, philosophy, and above all, cat ownership.

At Zack Padington's urging-- he instructed me to acquire a companion animal in order to become more familiar with pet ownership and so forth -- I have allowed a cat to share my quarters. I have named him Dr. Faustus, and will, of course, tell you more of our adventures in a future post.


Dr. Faustus

To that end, I now share my time machine with a cat.

Monday, March 12, 2012

March 11, 1863

March 11, 1863

To My Esteemed Visitor,

I cannot refrain from using the spare moments of free time I have been granted to pen a few lines to you. I am certain that you are quite invested in my personal well-being, and I thank you, in advance for acknowledging my existence by reading this missive in its entirety.

To be quite honest, I wasn’t certain if I would actually be able to access the “world wide web” from the confines of the time machine I created with my bare hands, a refrigerator box and but a shaky knowledge of the space time continuum to guide me. Not only have I managed to go back and forward in time, I was surprised to learn that satellites existed before they were invented. Perhaps the future put them there? You tell me, friend, because I would like to know!

History is AMAZING! Have you heard about the dinosaurs? If you haven’t yet, you should look them up on Wikipedia. I’ve been lucky enough to see so many events in person! Fellow blogger, Perez Hilton might even call me a “spywitness.” He’s such a clever man and a snappy dresser, too. Being in history is just like watching fascinating programs about history on The History Channel, except you have an increased chance of coming down with a hideous bout of the plague when you are actually there.

I’ve been having so much fun here in the past that I have neglected to update my blog for several months hence. I had considered, for a moment, the possibility of going back in time from the future to do so, but I believe having some reason to feel guilty would be of great assist in the writing of my next play. It’s called Macbeth. Perhaps you’ve heard of it? Moments like these bring such dissonance to my soul. I’ve withheld myself from you, dear reader, for so long. Believe me when I tell you, it has caused me much greater pain than you could ever understand. Maybe it approaches the pain you feel having been cast out of the sunlight, and by sunlight, I am referring to myself: Mr. William Shakespeare.

Upon my return to 2012, I will once again take up my post as a minor publicist for that small organic pet food and children’s book publishing company in which I find myself employed. For me, months have passed. To the co-workers who toil in the cubicles that surround me, it has been only a long weekend. I told them I was going to Reno to throw my lot at the tables. I want a new Toyota Prius and don’t much feel like saving. My comrades are wholly unaware of the many actual adventures I have been on. They know only that I will return, with a hangover and empty pockets. But, you, dear dear dear reader, now know the truth.

Well, that’s about it for now. It looks like I have to go assist in a battlefield amputation. I will update more regularly in the future.

With Warm Regards,

WS