The time is out of joint ...
Most strange, untim'ly happenstance doth affect these hinter regions
What, do these most unnatural portents breed black deeds?
OK, so maybe this Hamlet business is beginning to affect my mind, but it is about 6:30 a.m., not the time of day I usually think most clearly ... but there have been some odd occurrences of late ...
Regarding this forum, last evening, I'd guess somewhere around 5 or 6 p.m., I posted a notice about Dan Curtis' "The Love Letter" airing later that night and another post. Not too much later, I returned to the board (under the cloak of anonymity) and noticed that the board said that I had made the Love Letter post at 10:30 p.m. "yesterday" (i.e., the day before). Now, I may be confused from time to time, but I know whether half an hour has passed or an entire day ... (maybe Hamlet's madness is affecting me. Or maybe I'm feigning Hamlet's madness. Or ...)
So, after this unusual foray into time travel (and no, I wasn't fooling around with the I-Ching) ... I'm writing a letter at my desk on the computer, and suddenly I'm feeling ... vibration. An 8-foot tall metal storage cabinet next to my desk was shaking, and I could see a box on top vibrate over to the edge; a large framed poster of the Golden Gate bridge over my desk began to scuttle sideways, and my legs and feet felt like I was in one of those vibrating beds.
Mad, you'll say, we always knew, he's mad ...
Well, I'll have you know that despite the strange events I'm relating, the second one, at least, has been validated ... we did have an earthquake in these parts, at 1:10 a.m. (Hopefully our cousin from England, Ben, who was nearer the epicenter, has survived undamaged! And Gerard, we know, is off sailing across the ocean.)
But as for the time travel ... now this morning, the Time seems to have righted itself ...
-- Mad Vlad
