Buster Keaton. I'd go back in time, give him a hug, tell him that he's waaaay better than Charlie Chaplin, and that MGM was stupid for pairing him up with Jimmy Durante in their talkies.

Bronte sisters. We'd chill at garden parties and discuss books. Also warn them about tuberculosis.

Loisa May Alcott. Try and get her to tell me the names of all the suspense novels she penned under a pseudonym. Because the ones they've discovered so far are badass.

Stan Winston.

Ray Harryhausen.

Mr. Rogers.

You know, mash these together. Get Mr. Rogers to do a field trip segment like to an effects studio with one of the other two. Teach the kids that the scary things in movies can't hurt them and can actually be really awesome, along with the people who make them.

Def would hang out with Carl Sagan.

Fifthfiend, Krylo, Poshspice, Bit, Liz.

Hmm.

Probably would go visit all my dead relations back when they were alive but I was too young to remember them so I could understand my family history. I've got at least three people on that list.

Beyond that, nothing really springs to mind.

I don't think you need a time machine for that. In fact that would be a monumental waste of a time travel journey.

I actually post from several million years in the pasthttp://img.photobucket.com/albums/v2...BossGiygas.jpg

Or am I POShspice?
 

Yeah, well, I didn't want to meet you, either.

Asshole. :(