[Arkcon]

I remember when the NIST-connected clocks at work went haywire, displaying random times -- cinder block walls play havoc with radio communications, as anyone knows (apparently the people in charge were not included in the group known as anyone.)

I would tell people that the laws of physics were breaking down, and I expected a wormhole to form soon, and that I was jumping through as soon as I saw it.

Of course there would be oxygen, and food I could eat there. Everything would be the same, except it would be populated with hot chicks with blue skin, or grey skin, or bright red hair and a voice that melts metal.

In other words, I vote Farscape.