So I was talking with Jen on Twitter, and we are each going through a bit of a funk. I can’t read and she can’t blog. (Well, we CAN, but we don’t want to.)
And then I had the best idea. What if Multiplicity were real? (In case you haven’t seen it, Michael Keaton clones himself so that he has a “self” to work and a “self” to do the stuff that he wants to do. He clones himself again so he has someone to do chores and then the clones do one final cloning for…well, I don’t know what the purpose of Four is.)
But it would be the best thing ever.
Clone One: This would probably be the one that gets sent to work, freeing me up to pursue my hobbies (like reading and watching movies and obsessing over Breaking Bad and sleeping). Except for when I can’t read, which is when One* would read and I would go to work.
Clone Two: This would be the one that gets to do errands. And hopefully Two can cook, because I can’t. (Two may also need to get a job. I bet it can get expensive when there are suddenly three people and a Sam in one apartment.)
But you know when the three Kellys would come in most handy?
“Two! Go stand in Maureen Johnson’s line! I am going to do a tour of the booths and Three is going to go stand in this other line.”
I bet if there were three of me (although four would be even better) I could finally get every single thing I wanted at BEA.
* = In Multiplicity Original Doug was “One” and first clone was “Two.” I would probably just go by Kelly, so first clone can be One.