Alternate Universes

Is there a multiverse? Does time really exist? Or are there parallel timelines constantly branching off one another? If I had decided things differently, does another me exist who made those decisions?

I suppose that most people speculate about alternate universes after a major decision. Is there another me who married her, and is he happy? Does another me live in San Antonio? What if I had majored in art instead of business? And so on. I never do that.

My only speculation about parallel universes comes when I almost drop something. I wonder: Is there another universe where I dropped my laptop instead of barely catching it? That other me must be cussing up a storm. I always try to imagine how he must feel. Then, I think of all the times I’ve almost dropped things and I bet there’s a universe where I drop fucking everything. That would be annoying.

Messing around with ads

I’ve been messing around with ads on TCM. I’m trying to decide whether they should be on the top, or on the side. Hmm.