You find a time machine and go to the convention but afterwards discover the machine only works one way - forward. You've now been missing for 9 months and your home has been repossessed. All your bills have gone past due and all your money and stuff has been seized. Your family has been torn apart searching for you, your friends have been worried sick and no one believes your ridiculous time-travel story and they can't believe you would do this to them.
You're Homeless. Friendless. Broke. In Birmingham.
I wish I could find the Maltese falcon
Why don't you knock it off with them negative waves? Why don't you dig how beautiful it is out here? Why don't you say something righteous and hopeful for a change? ~~ Oddball