It has become painfully clear to me, as I sit here at this late hour, wide awake, that I am not suited for time travel. My twos are threes and my threes, fours; everything is mixed up and backwards. I rue that scoundrel George Vernon Hudson for my curse!

I have seen the future! And my friends, it is bleak! The economy still stinks, celebrities are suing people because they are so vain they think every song is about them, and the iPads have finally become sentient and destroyed mankind. Sure, it’s just a tiny leap forward, but that’s all it took! I long for the past. It was a simpler time, things were so much clearer then. Now I’m trapped here, in the future, trying to make the best of it… doing good, righting wrongs, and hoping that my next leap, will be the leap home…

Oh boy…