I remember at some point when I was child, maybe five or six, watching television and losing time, my body being transported to the future, mid-90’s Italy, where I became the boy in the green sweater at 3:16 and on. And now again watching this, this evidence of my past transport across time and space, I know that today, right now, I’ve again been transported–I am that boy in Portland in November of 2012, and will be for the next 10 minutes, and I hope if you see me, that you won’t startle me by acknowledging your presence.