My spirit animal is Oscar Wilde. I was once a child, and like most children I would fantasize that I could time travel, making elaborate lists of what items I would bring with me to specific times and locations. Here is a typical list of things that I would barter: Hersey's bars, bottled water, flash lights, As many quarters as I could carry, Bic lighters. Anachronistic objects that would boggle the minds of the primitive people that I would encounter in my time-traveling adventures. I cannot recall when I first saw the movie Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure, but it forever changed how I viewed time travel. What an ingenious concept. To bring figures from the past to the future, pulling them from the oblivion of death and the abyss of time. There is a recurring dream I have, wherein I have brought Oscar Wilde to the present. At first it is challenging, I have to explain the presence of the elegant British man to my friends and neighbors. Find him clothes that satisfy his flamboyant tastes, yet are less conspicuous. We decide on Ed Hardy. Oscar is in an alien world. This current America bears no resemblance to the place he toured in the late 1800's. He is appalled by all facets of our society, though he loves to watch "I Didn't Know I was Pregnant." Eventually he finds a boyfriend and they open an used cook-book store. I love these dreams.