I’d do something similar but instead of a sports almanac, I’d bring back as much technical knowledge as possible. This has the dual advantage of making me a ton of money and helping bootstrap humanity into a better age.
I could, but then my brain would disintegrate and leak out of my ears.
I suggest you never watch Joe Vs. the Volcano.
Go back to ancient Eqypt, 18th dynasty and meet the female pharoah Hatshepsut.
That would be awesome, but you’d feel silly when you realized you were four days early!
Come to think of it, I’d love to discover who was the first person to sing/play with vibrato.
I’d tell her that her name makes it sound like she’s wearing a cheap sheep’s suit and hat.
The trouble with the past is that most of it was, to put it mildly, disgusting. My love for Pompeii would really, really tempt me to go back, a year or so before the eruption, just to see the real thing. But unless I could time it to right after a rainstorm, I don’t think I’d be able to enjoy it much, what with the filth and all.
Rome itself would be another option, but I’d stay out of the streets. Maybe take in a speech by Cicero. Not one of the political ones, but one of the really juicy trials. I have a particular one in mind, where he spent a good hour or so ripping Clodia Pulcher a new one like only he could, accusing her of poisoning, incest and theft, while she was sitting right there. That, I’d like to see.
My second love, Victorian London, is best enjoyed in hindsight, I think, since going there would be a decidedly scatological experience. Actually, the worlds fair of 1851 might be an exception - I’d just find somewhere to sit, and look at all the people, and talk to as many as I could.
I bet it was someone French.
You should just go some day when you have a bit of a cold and your nose is blocked. Or bring a few perfumed hankerchiefs or something. On the bright side there would probably be a lot less CO2 and other chemical polution in the air (possibly excepting Victorian London with all those coal fumes wafting about the place).
I think it would be cool to stand on a safe hill and watch the flood from Glacial Lake Missoula.
I wonder if Michaelangelo winced when he carved away at David’s nuts with those tools.