and the question among about eight or nine of us phreaks was ... "What is time?"
End result?
One to three days lost in the ozone, a splittin' headache that lasted a week, I gained a girlfriend or lost one ... can't remember which, and the most addled mind I thought had been expanded.
Oh yeah .... what is time?
blah blah blah ....
You should say ... "What is the time?" [Durned furriners. Grumble, grumble] It's 10:20 where I live.