I just got back from my Crazy Beautiful Girl Scout Camp where I spent a delightful and busy week with my mother providing crafts and entertainment for 130 campers (plus 50 or so staff). The highlight of the week was our wonderful marvelous time machine that we constructed one afternoon to help with the Time Travel theme day.
My mother had planned on dressing as a time machine for dinner (and I, quite independently, was going to be a time machine mechanic), and when the program directors heard this, they got very excited as it would help them out with their skit.
It turned out that our Timeflector 3000 (TM) was just the ticket to fix their plot problem. Our Timeflector 3000 (TM) runs on s’more power, and the program directors assumed that chocolate chips would work just as well as chocolate bars.
Oops! When was the last time chocolate caused a rift in your space/time continuum?
For your entertainment purposes, here are close-ups of the buttons, dials, warranties, and insignia; altogether they reference nine sci-fi universes. And yes, the lights under each fuel cell light up. So does the button that denies you permission to touch it.
Not bad for six hours, is it?