From the Journal of Emmett Brown
Mad Hill Valley, 121 Lloyd Road
July 8th, 1903
9:47 P.M.
I've been a bit remiss in keeping this log updated. There hasn't been that much to share lately, however. My social life continues to do well. Emma's wedding was a wonderful event, of course, and I've been keeping in regular contact with Meadow and the other people I know. (And even some people they know, which is a little odd.)
Though I'm also still dealing with some prejudice. Coming home to discover someone's knocked over my garbage can is an experience I could do without.
I have recently succeeded in maxing out my knowledge of the creative arts! What a joy to feel like such an expert. Now if only I could do the same with my logic. . .
I've also taken up a new hobby -- fishing. Since I haven't had the chance to set up a proper garden yet, I thought I'd try a different way of keeping myself fed and earning some money.
I had a bit of bad luck with a boot on my first attempt, but after some patience I caught a jumbo-sized largemouth bass! Properly mounted, it brought in $61. Not too bad.
I also made a Twirl and Wobble on my toymaking bench -- my employer told me his daughter wanted one for her birthday, and that he'd pay me fair market price for it. I couldn't pass up a deal like that.
And I really do need the funds if I'm to complete my greatest project yet. It'll be expensive, and take a lot of manpower, but I'm certain that if I just stick with it. . . .
But I'm getting ahead of myself. The night is clear, so I should take advantage of the stargazing opportunity. I know it's almost all I do at night now, but total logical knowledge is nearly within my grasp. . . .
Emmett Brown
July 8th, 1903
9:47 P.M.
I've been a bit remiss in keeping this log updated. There hasn't been that much to share lately, however. My social life continues to do well. Emma's wedding was a wonderful event, of course, and I've been keeping in regular contact with Meadow and the other people I know. (And even some people they know, which is a little odd.)
Though I'm also still dealing with some prejudice. Coming home to discover someone's knocked over my garbage can is an experience I could do without.
I have recently succeeded in maxing out my knowledge of the creative arts! What a joy to feel like such an expert. Now if only I could do the same with my logic. . .
I've also taken up a new hobby -- fishing. Since I haven't had the chance to set up a proper garden yet, I thought I'd try a different way of keeping myself fed and earning some money.
I had a bit of bad luck with a boot on my first attempt, but after some patience I caught a jumbo-sized largemouth bass! Properly mounted, it brought in $61. Not too bad.
I also made a Twirl and Wobble on my toymaking bench -- my employer told me his daughter wanted one for her birthday, and that he'd pay me fair market price for it. I couldn't pass up a deal like that.
And I really do need the funds if I'm to complete my greatest project yet. It'll be expensive, and take a lot of manpower, but I'm certain that if I just stick with it. . . .
But I'm getting ahead of myself. The night is clear, so I should take advantage of the stargazing opportunity. I know it's almost all I do at night now, but total logical knowledge is nearly within my grasp. . . .
Emmett Brown