The Time Traveler . He has come...for WHAT? Twinkies?!? .
A blinding flash illuminated the street, leaving a clear liquid door standing still. I stared as a walking machine stepped through, from an unknown time and place. Light droplets of crystal water scurried down his metal frame, without harming - to my surprise - his electrical parts. Or was it electrical?
He scanned the newly broken wall to his left, then slowly turned and faced me. What is this being? A small light blinked inside his eyes...as if he were alive. An urge to break and run erupted inside me, but I wanted to stay. I wanted to see what this strange creature was.
What IS he? I was soon to find out.
Actually, the real question is, why did I make this? To tell you the truth, I have no idea. I came home from work about a week ago, sat down in front of my Legos, and made a little road and a wall. Yeah, I was tired...
Kelso paints pretty pictures, Phipson pulls over members of the Mafia gang, Ocean blows into molten glass, and I am sanding a huge log house with hand-held grinder with pads that fly off into my sweating face that's covered in a mask trapped by huge ear protection.
It's just a summer job, it's just a summer job...
Oh yeah, and sorry about the poor quality of the picture above, it looked weird if I touched it up and made it brighter with Photoshop, so...