macgyver's lament

excuse me but i seem to have become stuck in a time warp again minutes are colder than in the Nineties and the walls are coloured insubstantial shimmer-blue indestructible did i dare to fail? too much for Man to be all much too easier to simply act out a scene from a movie than to really touch my skin and feel each bead of sweat individually as it rolls from my forehead or to really ponder our collective histories but i digress regress please find me a socket wrench and a pack of cards so i can fix it thanks for your concern