id like to have a clock that told me how fast id need to be going (in terms of n/speed of lite) in order for an observer to record me as taking such & such amount of time, & then told me how much time would appear to elapse to me; then when some sucka on the other end of my cell phone is annoyedly & annoyingly making a point about my chronic & incurable impunktuality, id deploy the decoy of the difference in our recorded times were i actually to travel at the rate the sucka demands for me to be on time... from there, i'm struttin down easystreet: providing a mini-lecture on conceptual special relativity & it's implications; stalling & bemusing until i arrive or the sucka forgets.

The clock is the crucial link between the Danger & the Safety.

the sucka would cease being a sucka whence it uttered: "well; if you had your shit together, then you wouldn't need to go x fast." Then i'd need to reference my 'Ooh Commence Plan B! Clock"
-- redundantly_redundant, Nov 26 2002

You don't need a fraction of c to bemuse me, just keep talking.
-- DrCurry, Nov 26 2002


Where was that jive translator again?
-- RayfordSteele, Nov 26 2002


There's lots of talk of swirled peas on the HB. Somebody tell me - are these what in the UK are known as mushy peas?
-- sild, Nov 27 2002


Saaaaaaaay, whatever happened to calum?
-- thumbwax, Nov 27 2002


Yeah, what waugsqueke said.
-- DrBob, Nov 27 2002



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