A few things.

A. I thought we were supposed to pick our location. Nobody has. Don't you have to pick that before you leave?

B. I might just take the 50 cents a day in the Central African Republic. At least they give you some ammo. The community college has made no such offer, and the chances of the conditions being worse than present day Central African Republic are high.

C. You didn't tell us how much this job pays.

D. **** it. I'm in. The location I picked for no particular reason is New Zealand.

I'd prefer a year where I won't be at risk of getting eaten by a dinosaur please.

Good stuff. In!

Here's my 1937 calendar:

January - May: Rita Hayworth. We will attend the 4th Masters and heckle Byron Smith.

May 6: Watch the Hindenberg disaster live. With Rita Hayworth.

July: Charter a flight and learn what really happened to Amelia Earhart.

July - Sep: Check out Nazi Germany.

October: Attend the 1937 World Series and heckle Joe DiMaggio. With Rita Hayworth.

Rest of the year: Attempt to set up threesome with Rita Hayworth and Katharine Hepburn.

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Rome: While the architecture and plumbing are better than I would have imagined this place mostly sucks.

People feel much differently about bowel movements here. In public. Gutters weren't used this way where I grew up.

I paid a guy to meet an oracle. I figured, hey, might as well have a psychedelic experience while I'm here. Don't do that. Oracles look like meth-whores on an Ethiopian diet plan. She also convulsed a lot and made no ****ing sense while telling me that "Your love will torment you. Your mouth will crack from thirst but you will not drink."

I assume she knew I was a Chiefs fan.

On the plus side there is a slave rebellion forming. On the down side people look much different. There isn't a "jacked" guy here. No one I've met yet could even play TE in the NFL. It's impossible to predict how this will end but I suspect a slap-fight...

Ok, I'm in for some sociological terraforming.

I've always suspected you had a dark side...

Bullshit. Go to the coliseum and watch some bloodsport. Buy a sex slave.

I need a new work challenge, so count me in.

Well, I am disappointed by the no changing history part of the deal. But I am always up for a museum and a live one sounds pretty great. A year is a long time especially if I'm in a time that my feet are my only means of changing location, but what the hell, I am very observant. I'd do a good job. Send me in!

Cool movie.

Rainman did not provide me with much in the way of coinage.

The disease here is indescribable. It makes ****ing a horse look sensible...

1883 AD. Fun with electricity and Chester A. Arthur. Probably other stuff.

789 AD for you. You can pretty much pick your topic since I have no idea what was going on in the world in 789 AD.

You have 21st century knowledge at your disposal. Making a few denarii will be easy. Shit, you can probably find a drunk guard and steal his uniform and do whatever you want the whole year.

I'm assuming that the trip back through time will cure any diseases picked up. Like the transporter.

Also your modern-day immune system will be much stronger compared to the diseases of that time period. Maybe. Probably. Hopefully.