Thursday, July 17, 2008

Another World

Saying for the Day: If it's green or wriggles, it's biology.
If it stinks, it's chemistry.
If it doesn't work, it's physics.
~Handy Guide to Science

The hands on the clock ( those that still have hands) have continued to fly round and round. Another week has passed and Thursday has arrived ready or not. With the arrival of Thursday comes another wonderful elf tale which, of course, begins:
“Once upon a time”
In a small American town there lived a great scientist. He was an expert in the fields of quantum mechanics and cosmological relativity. It was he who put forth and supported the theory that every person has a twin in a galaxy about 10 to the 10 to the 28th power meters from here. His paper on this subject, published in a leading scientific journal, had been very well received by the scientific community. He was in his own sphere famous.
But Tom, that was his name, was not happy. He knew he had a double out there living the same life as him but he would never see him . He could never travel to that world. Even if he could fly at the speed of light he would never make it there in his lifetime. So his life went on as usual. All week long he worked on perfecting his mathematical proofs of the existence of the other world. He defended himself from attacks by others that had not caught the vision.
But On Saturday he was just Tom. Just a guy who lived in the neighborhood. Like other guys he took out the garbage, played catch with his son, and watched the ball game. It was a pretty normal life. Every other Saturday he drove down to the homeless shelter and helped serve lunch. He brought coffee and milk as well as donating his time. When he’d leave for home around two he felt good. He had made a little bit of a difference in a very selfish world.
It was on a Saturday as he was driving home that he suddenly found that he wasn’t alone in the car. A little man in a green suit with shoes that curled at the toes was sitting next to him. The elf introduced himself and explained that his good deed had gotten him one free wish. Tom was sure that this was some kind of hallucination because though he believed in an another planet with his double on it he did not in any way believe in elves. So he said “ I wish to be on the planet where my double lives sitting in the park just a block from his house”.
The elf said “ As you wish so shall it be” . There was a flash of light and Tom found himself sitting on a park bench just a block from his house. The question , of course, is was it his park bench or the park bench of his double? How would he know? What happened to his car. If this was the planet of his double how would he ever get back? Everything looked the same. Tom ran the block to his house. There was the garbage he took out this morning. He went in wondering if he would meet himself. At that point it occurred to him that his double would have met an elf and wished himself to his world and was now entering his house. Neither of them would ever know if it had really happened.
His lovely wife, Edna, met him in the kitchen. She certainly looked the same. Then his wife asked “Mikä ajaa te haluta ajaksi avustaja?. Then he knew he had made the jump. The wish had happened. Everything was the same except the language. Now he was stuck. He couldn’t explain. They wouldn’t understand. They certainly wouldn’t believe he had seen an elf. He would be wisked off to a psychiatric hospital for observation.
He had been almost right.
Now our story has the usual three morals:
1. In science “almost right” is not good enough.
2. Be careful about the things you don’t believe in they might be real.
3. Never wish yourself to a place you can’t get back from.

News from Pigeon Falls-The little town in my basement where the trains still run, dragons fly, and life is back to normal . Yesterday the local Liar’s club had another contestant tell a pretty good story. Her name was Aili Sorry and she lived out on Trumble road, down near the end. This is her story:
Some of you who are here today may have heard that our famous White Rabbit was a hoax. I’m here to tell you that simply is not true. I know she is real because she spent the winter with me. That’s right she spent the winter in my home. You may have noticed I’ve been buying a lot of carrots recently. Well it wasn’t for my eyes. Willow, that’s her name, really likes carrots and I try to make her as happy as possible. She has had a rough life.
She was created in a secret government lab somewhere deep inside of Mt. Hillary. The government was trying to develop animals with human minds that they could use as spies. Something went wrong with Willow and she not only got a human mind but also grew in size. She was of no real use to the government and she heard them plotting to kill her. That’s when she took off.
She wandered around trying to decide what to do. She was chased by dogs and little old ladies. Once when she was brave enough to come into Pigeon Falls she was shot at by Mrs. Trumble who blew her little stuffed ducky all to pieces. She really loved that ducky. After that she stayed out of town. She considered hitching a ride on the train that’s why it was people on the train that saw her most often. Then last winter she showed up at my door, half dead. Well , I took the poor thing in. She is now well. The problem is what should she do. The government wants to kill her. She doesn’t want to end up in a zoo or a circus. She just wants to survive, So she is staying at my house most of the time. I try to make her as happy as possible.
Now some of you might think this is just another story and I’m just trying for the prize. But here I have her pink sweater. Notice the little holes. That’s where Mrs. Trumble’s buckshot got through the stuffed ducky and hit her. I’ll pass the sweater around so you can look at it.”
She ended up with a 9.2 average which puts her in the final group.
In he morning I worked on Betty's computer but the hard disk has crashed. I now need to talk to Peter and see if it would make sense to put in a new hard disk. Betty cooked her apple thing in the morning to add to the banana bread I made last night to take to her woman's meeting at church. In the afternoon she went to the meeting. I spent some time trying to upgrade my link list only to havethat program crash. It does not run well on Vista. Now I need a breathing treatment .
Today's Link- SaffronSaris
Our Roses before the hail


    Blogger Janvangogh said...

    Aili had best expand the size of her house if she is really keeping the White Rabbit as no doubt the White Rabbit will multiply, just like rabbits do.

    6:00 AM  
    Blogger Dragonstar said...

    Your roses have such a beautiful colour. Were they spoiled by the hail? Such a shame if they were.

    7:00 AM  
    Blogger Melli said...

    3 great morals today Dr!

    I don't think we need to worry about the White Rabbit multiplying... where would she ever find a suitable mate? But Aili is going to be sorry she let the rabbit out of the bag so to speak! ... once the town figures it out...

    7:39 AM  
    Blogger Bill ~ {The Old Fart} said...

    My first comment didn't take, so I got to try again. A tale that doesn't have a happy ending. I wonder if Tom will get back to his own Sphere. We will have to wait until next Thursday to find out.

    A Blessed Day is wished for you and Betty. I hope your Roses survived the Hail Storm.

    11:51 AM  
    Anonymous Anonymous said...

    I don't believe Aili sorry should have received a 9.2 for her lie. I think she should have received a zero because she wasn't lying!

    Gorgeous roses. Wish I could smell them!

    2:12 PM  

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