The Time Machine

I saw a link to this website.

It’s a truly weird little device, but it looks like good fun and it’s very deceptive. Actually makes time look like it’s running backwards. Well, water, anyway!

Worth 5 minutes of anyone’s life, I think.

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7 Responses to The Time Machine

  1. Minx says:

    Yes, weird and fun, but is this what you do all Amin? No wonder you are contemplating your age. Stop gawping at strange scientific things and do some writing!!

  2. Minx says:

    That, of course should have been ‘but is this what you do all day Amin?’ – typo dyspraxlexia strikes again!

  3. Jasmin says:

    LOL! I am echoing Minx and laughing. “Truly weird little devices” make my eyes go cross eyed anyway.

    Is it turning Fall there in Europe yet? I only ask because I the smell of burning leaves is coming through my open windows. It’s the most haunting and delightful scent and always, always reminds me childhood, teenhood, collegehood, popcorn and beautiful stories.

    Jas

  4. amin says:

    Minx, I’ve been sulking all day, having been told off for my interest in science stuff. I’ve only just dared come back online in case I was tempted to look at some heretical stuff.

    Jasmin, it’s not quite Autumn here yet (we never use the term Fall), but it’s very close. The colours haven’t yet turned, but when they do it’s a magical time here, even with the fogs we get.

    Smells are such evocative time machines aren’t they, instantly transporting you to a time and place. And talking of time machines, have you seen the weird little gadget that makes water flow backwards…..

    Couldn’t resist that cheesy segue!

  5. Minx says:

    Don’t sulk Amin, not at your age!!!

  6. amin says:

    Ooh, Minx, fancy making fun of my age. I can see why you’re writing about a coven!

    I see that the I put in my earlier comment didn’t make it! It should have come right after ‘heretical stuff’. It makes more sense with that in.

    Anyway, I’m young inside – that’s what counts. Or was it immature that my wife called me earlier……