I’d go back to the 1970s, the dawning of personal computer growth in it’s beginnings. I’d take every single idea and patent from today and collect them all in a multiple series of binders. I would spend weeks holed up in some apartment, jotting notes, re-directing credits to me.
I would be the founding father of hundreds of technological inventions, way before they were even thought up. Flash Drives? My idea. Compact Discs? My idea. SSDs? My idea.
Everything will be my idea and I’ll be biding my time, pitching ideas and profiting off of the patents that I sell and my ideas alone, with little to no work involved. By the turn of the 2000s, I’ll be unfathomably recognized and wealthy.
I would go back in time to simply observe and document from afar. Sneaking a pic of historical moments or past times such as what types of games the Roman’s would hold in the coliseum. An ancient bazaar filled with people buying food and things they need. Ancient Greece in its glory. A real samurai. Times Square the moment World War II ended. And, of course I’d take some souvenirs along with me to. An ancient coin. Some authentic mead. A brand new first Gen Apple Macintosh. A Mr. Fusion for fuel for my time machine if its possible to go forward in time. Any money I’d make from my journeys would simply go to funding my journey to see everything that we’ve done and what we’re going to do.