2150s, really. In the past...It's tough, is my societal placement random? We have it much better today on average. Those romantic stories of old were about the super elite, not the mud-covered peasants.
I'd actually like to briefly visit each century from approximately the year 800 up until the 1800s. Is that too greedy of me? I can't help it; I'm fascinated by the distant past. It's an intriguingly mysterious world to me.
But if I absolutely have to choose only one, then I'd say probably China in the Qin dynasty. Not to live in but, again, for a visit. To live, I would only choose the present time.
Would I have been born in that era, or be transported to it from now?
Born - anytime in the future where humans still exist in somewhat favorable conditions, technology/society hasn't totally broken down and regressed, and we're not being ruled over by monkeys, aliens, or alien monkeys.
Transport my current self to it - anytime in the near future. Enough time for there to be some major discoveries and inventions but not enough time for languages, overall intelligence/knowledge of the average person, and basic everyday stuff to change a whole lot. So I could adjust rather easily and still be amazed.
The 1950s/60s. I would love to live in a time when the first astronauts were trailblazers and explorers (and maybe be one!) Not like today when it's just another ho-hum mathematician on the space version of a Greyhound.
Everybody have fun tonight. Everybody Wang Chung tonight.
Yeah, I find history fascinating because of all the hardship and such, adds grit and excitement but geez I don't want to actually live it!
I should have added I'd more like to experience, not necessarily live. More like a little one or two hour respite every now and then. I'm much too comfortable and lazy sitting on my computer to ever actually want to change my situation. Hell yea Its awesome now, anything pre mass-technology and I'd probably whine and demand a laptop or cell phone before too long, or research database(Books are so 1970's, unless were talking Barnes and Nobles...that I can tolerate).
My cold, snide, intellectual life is just a veneer, behind which lies the plywood of loneliness.