It has been an interesting few weeks monitoring the entity. The tidal activity has subsided somewhat leading me to believe that they have moved further away. The ratio’s are still slightly off so I know they haven’t left altogether. I don’t know if they know that we know they are here. Did I say that correctly? A detailed analysis will be forthcoming.
Many people are friendlier to us now that we’re familiar to them. They are still very guarded, just a little less so. Anne and I are actively seeking employment. There is an option that avoids detection from the authorities, although it pays less. We have decided against using the lottery as income. It turns out taxation is still in force. Ah, the joy of living in a world that still uses currency.
Anne has successfully mindswept the neighborhood. No one suspects us of anything; all everyone thinks about is sex. It’s actually quite funny. There are no agents from Homeland Security or any other government detail on to us. Then again, the bombings haven’t begun yet. We’re still a ways off.
To the team in Japan; best of luck and be careful.
Early Friday morning, about 1:30 am, we thought some blurring registered at 85.25 degrees southeast from out coordinates. We could not see it with our naked eyes but there was a blip, or perhaps a slow wave across the sensors would be a better way to put it. When we return, the database would be better equipped than our remotes. Either way, we documented everything in detail. The gravity swell moved five hours behind the terminator for the entire duration of the plasma wave, just as you predicted. The news organizations only report the animated Aurora Borealis and nothing about an entity. If any agency is aware of such a visit, they chose not to share the information with the public.
I’ve been up all night staring at the sensors. When the entity passed into our system, their speed and mass triggered the solar flare on the 14th. Depending on their technology, which unfortunately, far surpasses our own, they probably have to hide from the plasma blast, just as we do. According to your theory Professor, hiding behind Earth is their only safe haven until Friday afternoon. The good news is that a clear night will be the only time their phasing can be detected visually. Unless they leave the system and return, (which I seriously doubt because of the tidal record), we should get an image of the actual dimensional phasing. The drift is already measurably different from yesterday’s reading so now we know for sure that we definitely have guests!
** Let me make this perfectly clear Professor: On February 15, 2011, The entity had visited Earth. Their arrival has been confirmed!!!
I’ve been monitoring the internet and have discovered an unusual increase of tidal activity. The big swell that’s going to happen next year will wake everyone up, but for now, no one is worried. Nonetheless, I’ve put the sensors online and they are ready to measure any dimensional drift when our guests arrive. Maybe we can pinpoint their exact position and possibly, and more importantly, their origin. Stay tuned Professor.
PS. You were right about the solar flare!
Professor; in all of your schooling about the twenty-first century, and with all the preparation required for us to come here (and blend in), we never took into account the little things that make this time-period unique. On Monday evening, Anne and I took in a movie. It’s something New Yorkers normally do so it seemed like a good idea. I’m not going to review the movie. The actors performed their roles wonderfully, but it was a silly little plot about the Devil and exorcism. This report is a review of the experience itself.
Before this assignment, we brushed up on the languages and phrases of the era, and our training had us prepared for just about anything. We noticed that populace themselves are an interesting bunch capable of both insolence, and at times, respect. First, the conduct as we entered the theater, if you could call a large room with a screen a theater, was appalling. You would not believe that the hollow conversation actually continued well into the film. Could a group of people be more disrespectful? Why yes they can. Afterwards, everyone left their trash strewn about the floor and the seats. We were astounded. There were personnel sent to clean up even while the credits were still playing. All of this makes me wonder. No one paid much attention to each other’s rudeness. It was business as usual. However, some of those same people were very courteous in closer quarters. Anne and I stepped into a café to warm up and a man offered us his table. He chose to stand at a window counter. This same man spoke on his phone throughout the entire movie. It appears the level of respect a person shows to others corresponds precisely to their level of anonymity. Strange.
The irony of the situation is this: If our existence is ever discovered, it will be our kindness that’ll reveal us, not our comical attempt at fashion or hairstyles.
For the first time in my life, I heard gunfire. I’ve seen them in films, but the reality of hearing the reverberation surround me from all sides was nerve-wracking. My heart pounded so heavily, I didn’t know what was coming next. Thankfully, Anne and I escaped unscathed. I don’t know who was involved, or what started it, but just thinking that there is a criminal element in the populace sickens me.
Other than the disgusting gunplay, the day was fine. No news to report yet. The first event should be coming up soon and I’ll have more to report then. But for now, all is quiet – except for the flying bullets!
I am enjoying the park so much today that I decided to file this report from my favorite park bench. There are many more people here today. It must be because of the warm weather. One young man started a conversation. It began harmless enough until the inevitable come-on. I felt bad turning him down but a relationship would definitely alter the time line. As charming as he tried to be, he was not my type.
Earlier, there were a couple of youths drumming on boxes for money. Their talent impressed me, but then again, I’m a sucker for primitive rhythms. Most people ignored them however. I guess currency is in short supply.
Anne and I decided to see a film tonight. It will be our first film in an actual movie theater. It’s one of thousands that didn’t survive the century so it should be interesting to see firsthand.
Professor, please take note that our attire was way off. We both look ridiculous. I don’t care what the advertisements of the day were, no one wears this stuff. We bought jeans. Everyone wears them – everyone! Thankfully, Anne colored my hair back to a natural shade.
The University Grille back home is usually filled to capacity on weekend nights. The same holds true in New York City. Anne and I discovered a quaint little gathering place next to the park that we both seem to enjoy. The patrons are about the same age as us so we blend in nicely. The music is performed live and they serve something called Long Island Iced Tea. Dr. Ambler analyzed it and determined that our beverages did not contain a trace of tea. We had several! (It annoys Anne when I refer to her as Dr. Ambler.)
I read the record from our observers in Egypt with a great deal of interest. It is not my assigned area, but there’s little to do here until the first event. In the meantime. . .
Anne and I went to a local food mart and fully stocked up. We’ve located a store that sells pharmaceuticals, but it seems identification is required to purchase them. I guess we missed that one. Jerome’s researching skills are lacking a bit, but I’ll deal with him personally when I get back. Tobacco, however, is still readily available – go figure.
I was horrified seeing an enslaved horse pulling a cart. It brought me back to the reality and grit of this city, at least in 2011. It’s not all gloomy though; I witnessed a gay couple strolling hand in hand, fully enjoying the freedom that began here. After all of our training dealing with intolerance from the locals, I realize that there are already factions accepting of people’s differences. It’s interesting.
My new favorite spot in the world is the nearby Washington Square Park. It is located about where the Awaanic Temple stands now, or where it will stand - you know what I mean. Anyway, I have located the perfect bench to watch the people. I am never bored and it’s relatively safe, but it is still cold. Anne has discovered the library. First, we discover cobblestones, and now we’ve located actual books. The beautiful artifacts are almost worth the wasted trees. We’ll bring some back when things are wrapped up here.
I can’t sleep. No amount of planning for this undertaking could have prepared me for the sound pollution of this century. The noise from the traffic is constant, the steam radiators hiss and clang all night long, and there is a subtle but constant buzzing coming from a number of electronic apparatuses, especially the refrigerator. I’ll get used to it, it’s just unexpected.
Last night, Anne and I explored the streets of Greenwich Village and found them to be charming. Even with the temperatures dipping down to the teen’s, there were still many people out. It was too cold to cover much ground but we needed to get out after sleeping most of the day recovering. **Professor, we found cobblestones! Can you believe it? Cobblestones! -- I love this assignment.
Anne said it’s still too early for us to sample real meat so we stuck with pizza again. Salad and pizza. I’m starting to get used to the abundance of salt in the food, but I suppose it’s there to protect us from the unsanitary nature of the times. We’ve started our search for the perfect cup of coffee. So far there’s nothing that lives up to the hype.
One more thing; we saw our first squirrel. They were such graceful creatures, you have no idea. I’d like to bring some back but I know I cannot. Maybe we can preserve these beings on a future assignment.
It appears that our bodies need to adjust to the processed nature of the food. We expected a transitional period, so it comes as no surprise, but it is something we have to get through. It hit Anne much worse than me. Frankly, we ate too much. I’m not complaining; I love it here.
Today we’re going to spend the day inside recovering - I need to organize my supplies anyway. After hearing some of the local dialects, I feel practicing my American accent would be wise. I set-up and performed a diagnostic on the sensors and they work fine. There’s no measurable drift as of yet, but I expected as much. We are still months away from the first event. I’ll know they’re here when the tides act up. According to schedule, the solar flare will happen on the 14th. That'll be a side effect of a high speed arrival. We'll see.
Interesting thought: The news organizations today are focusing on political unrest in Egypt. Of all the upcoming incidents this planet will face in the next few years, and they choose Egypt is the lead story. It just made me chuckle. Thought I’d mention it.
I'll check in again tonight.
Last night, Anne and I stepped out to try the local food. We were nervous that we would feel out of place, but that wasn’t the case. We moved mostly unseen, not because we fit in completely (our research was way off – more on that later), but because everyone had their own places to be and they move quickly – very quickly. Another unexpected thing about here is the noise. The vehicles are equipped with loud horns to signal warning (forgetting about the traffic in the past, we were almost run over by a car), or impatience. Evidentially, crossing the street is frowned upon here, unless you move quickly.
It is fascinating to walk amidst actual New Yorkers. The realism far surpasses the films of the era. Passing by the restaurants, which number in the thousands, is an experience in itself. The inviting aroma’s make it difficult to resist going in. We finally decided on something called pizza. I don’t know how the locals can eat food that hot, but they do. Anne analyzed it and discovered it to be harmless. Bread, cheese, tomatoes, pepper, salt, and a few trace spices, including carbon. Weird. It tasted a little too salty to me, but Anne loved the enormous amount of cheese. Big surprise there, right?
I find most people to be friendly. We didn’t converse too much because of the linear laws and such, but I couldn’t help but interfere a little. I provided some food to a man living in the park. It was 19° last night -the poor soul. Currency is very important at this moment in time. Thankfully, the currency you provided was genuine enough to make purchases but it will not last as long as we had hoped. Everything is very expensive. I will test the list of winning numbers you provided as needed. If they’re wrong, we may have to find employment.
I’ll check in again later.
