Paradigms to the Right of Us, Paradigms to the Left of Us

Okay, I haven’t written an entry in over two weeks. Time to get going. One reason I’ve been away is that I’ve started to pick up some traction on the new book (working title, Reefs of Time), and didn’t want to distract myself from that. On the other hand, my last entry (or something, anyway) caused both my wife’s and my brother’s browsers to freeze when they view my blog in Firefox on a Mac, and because I have no idea what could be causing that, it sort of took the wind out of my sails, blog-wise. If any of you out there has a clue what could cause that, please let me know!

Anyway, since I last posted, a lot of notable events have occurred. Doris Lessing won the Nobel Prize in Literature! Who would have thought they’d ever give the Nobel to someone who wrote science fiction?! Woo-hoo! (I haven’t actually read her books, though, so I can’t really make any comment on the appropriateness of their choosing her for the prize, instead of, oh, say, me.)

Also the Red Sox have made it to the World Series again, which is an equally drastic paradigm shift. Now, I really pay very little attention to baseball. When I flew from Cleveland to Boston recently, my seatmate asked me if I was an Indians or a Red Sox fan. I replied that I only paid attention if the Sox actually made it to the playoffs. She looked at me in amusement, tapped the newspaper, and said, “They’re in the playoffs.” So after that, I started paying attention. I even watched a couple of games! I’m even planning to watch some of the first World Series game tonight! (This is the biggest paradigm shift of the three, I think. I watched the Indians on TV, growing up, but watching professional sports on TV is something I almost never do now.)

And for one last paradigm bender: What do you think would happen if a hungry, VW-sized polar bear happened upon a leashed sled dog? Maybe not what you think. Watch this slide show: Polar Bear and Husky.

Then read about the Hippo and Tortoise.

“Outside of a dog, a book is man’s best friend. Inside of a dog, it’s too dark to read.” —Groucho Marx