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1. 'Butterfly Effect' Dimensions

My wife’s uber-math-geek cousin stopped by this weekend. He’s a rocket scientist….literally. It’s always a strange experience talking to him because on the one hand he must think quite highly of me, as he’s always chomping at the bit to discuss the latest and greatest in number theory with me as if I was one of his peers. On the other hand, if presented with the equation ‘x + 7 = 12’, I couldn’t solve for x! He doesn’t seem to grasp this fact, though, and no matter how vehemently I proclaim my ignorance of all things mathematical he plows ahead with his protracted expositions on math theories, formulae and processes. Being the textbook pocket-protector stereotype, he has little concept of social cues and if his listener succumbs to glazed looks, frequent yawning, nodding off, or the occasional drool, it means nothing to him.

This visit, however, he actually brought up a topic I found interesting (minus all the math stuff). He was talking about the math theory behind multiple dimensions. He’s evidently working on some equations related to that Olde-freshman-dorm-room-conversation-with-roomie-at-2:00 a.m.-favorite…. “you know, what if there was an alternate dimension for every possible action we take or don’t take? Like, what if there was a universe that’s the same in all respects to this one except you didn’t step into the car the day you had that bad accident. How would that universe be different?”

Carrying on with the proud FAC tradition of trivializing the momentous, I thought I’d pose the question “How do you all feel so far about existing in the dimension where Rod Stewart ordered that bean burrito instead of the salad for lunch and got gassy on April 11, 1978?” How many of you wish you would have ended up in the salad dimension instead? I gotta tell you I’m having mixed feelings about this dimension so far. Sure I have a wonderful wife and a charming son in this dimension, but I somehow can’t shake this nagging feeling that I would have done better on the SAT’s a few years later if he hadn’t set that chain of causal events into motion!

So what are some other dimensions you wished you could experience? Does anyone wish they lived in a timeline where Abraham Lincoln delivered the Gettsyburg Address… and then did the chicken dance afterwards? How about that dimension where everything’s the same as this one except Cindy Lauper was the founder of death metal?

2. I think that brings up an interesting idea… because if every decision that every person would make, could influence the decision of every other division that would ever be made, therefore, there would have to be an exponential number of alternative universes, each with a slightly different angle.

Additionally, what if George Washing did not decided to cross the Potomac River in a snow storm on Christmas? Would we all be using a different form of currency and saying long live the queen?

Then that would also lead into the idea that time travel would be possible? With all the advances in technology that have been up and coming, it makes me wonder if time could be manipulated depending on speed?

Better question would be, what if Abe Lincoln decided to stay at home with the Mrs, instead of going to the theater? Or Kennedy decided to not to do the parade in front of the Book Depository?

3. Originally posted by Maister
My wife’s uber-math-geek cousin stopped by this weekend. He’s a rocket scientist….literally. It’s always a strange experience talking to him because on the one hand he must think quite highly of me, as he’s always chomping at the bit to discuss the latest and greatest in number theory with me as if I was one of his peers. On the other hand, if presented with the equation ‘x + 7 = 12’, I couldn’t solve for x! He doesn’t seem to grasp this fact, though, and no matter how vehemently I proclaim my ignorance of all things mathematical he plows ahead with his protracted expositions on math theories, formulae and processes. Being the textbook pocket-protector stereotype, he has little concept of social cues and if his listener succumbs to glazed looks, frequent yawning, nodding off, or the occasional drool, it means nothing to him.

This visit, however, he actually brought up a topic I found interesting (minus all the math stuff). He was talking about the math theory behind multiple dimensions. He’s evidently working on some equations related to that Olde-freshman-dorm-room-conversation-with-roomie-at-2:00 a.m.-favorite…. “you know, what if there was an alternate dimension for every possible action we take or don’t take? Like, what if there was a universe that’s the same in all respects to this one except you didn’t step into the car the day you had that bad accident. How would that universe be different?”

Carrying on with the proud FAC tradition of trivializing the momentous, I thought I’d pose the question “How do you all feel so far about existing in the dimension where Rod Stewart ordered that bean burrito instead of the salad for lunch and got gassy on April 11, 1978?” How many of you wish you would have ended up in the salad dimension instead? I gotta tell you I’m having mixed feelings about this dimension so far. Sure I have a wonderful wife and a charming son in this dimension, but I somehow can’t shake this nagging feeling that I would have done better on the SAT’s a few years later if he hadn’t set that chain of causal events into motion!

So what are some other dimensions you wished you could experience? Does anyone wish they lived in a timeline where Abraham Lincoln delivered the Gettsyburg Address… and then did the chicken dance afterwards? How about that dimension where everything’s the same as this one except Cindy Lauper was the founder of death metal?
Mine is where the Cubbies supplant the Yankees as having won the most World Series. Further, they are the terror of National League.

4. Originally posted by Maister
...the equation ‘x + 7 = 12’...
x = 5

How's this universe treating you?

5. That would be the DELAWARE that GW crossed, mskis.

I'd like to be in the dimension where Phlegmbaugh OD's on oxycontin.

6. Originally posted by mendelman
5

How's this universe treating you?
You know, mendelman, there's an alternate reality where right at the moment you were going to hit the 'submit reply' button, a clown riding a unicycle rides up and preemptively plants a creme pie in your face instead. I'm booking tickets for that universe just as soon as someone invents a space-time machine capable of going there.

7. One USSupreme Court justice goes the other way on Acme Realty Co. v. City of Euclid, OH (1924).

Mike

8. Originally posted by mgk920
One USSupreme Court justice goes the other way on Acme Realty Co. v. City of Euclid, OH (1924).

Mike
Oh, I heard all about that universe. Jaws ends up as world dictator in the year 2024 in that continuum.

9. Geeks.

Instead of dimensions, I usually focus my daydreamery on past life/lives or future connotations of me. Will I be a beetle? Or a beloved cow? Was I a cowboy? An Irish Immigrant? A mullah?

10. Originally posted by mgk920
One USSupreme Court justice goes the other way on Acme Realty Co. v. City of Euclid, OH (1924).

Mike
Off-topic:
 I still find it funny that the site that established legal precedence did eventually did end up with an Industrial use... GM no less!

I think that one title would be appropriate.
The Planet of the Apes...

11. I imagine a dimension where Jerry Falwell, Pat Robertson and Rush Limbaugh are caught in a Baton Rouge motel with Jimmy Swaggert, a bisexual dwarf, a live teenage runaway boy, a dead hooker and a much-used copy of the Karma Sutra.

12. Originally posted by otterpop
I imagine a dimension where Jerry Falwell, Pat Robertson and Rush Limbaugh are caught in a Baton Rouge motel with Jimmy Swaggert, a bisexual dwarf, a live teenage runaway boy, a dead hooker and a much-used copy of the Karma Sutra.
Now there is an image I am not going to be able to scrub out of my head.

You forgot a jar of olives, a 9 iron, a jar of Liquid Heat and SCUBA mask.

13. Originally posted by otterpop
I imagine a dimension where Jerry Falwell, Pat Robertson and Rush Limbaugh are caught in a Baton Rouge motel with Jimmy Swaggert, a bisexual dwarf, a live teenage runaway boy, a dead hooker and a much-used copy of the Karma Sutra.
You should pitch that idea to NBC, I hear they're looking for a new sitcom.

14. I twice visited a separate dimension known as Metropolitan De Noc, my fake city that was actually real. During the first visit, when I turned out of the driveway onto Long Lake Boulevard I had to turn right to drive toward downtown. During the second visit.....after the plat was changed.....that driveway exit was a left turn, to get to the same downtown address.

These dimensions are in my control. And the inhabitants.

"Uma, please turn into my driveway."

Bear

15. Originally posted by Maister
So what are some other dimensions you wished you could experience? Does anyone wish they lived in a timeline where Abraham Lincoln delivered the Gettsyburg Address… and then did the chicken dance afterwards? How about that dimension where everything’s the same as this one except Cindy Lauper was the founder of death metal?

Shall I parse my response within the context of likely probabilities of certain event-streams, or should I be more general and think of a range of possibilities?

16. Living in Utah in the late 70's was a dimensional shift for me coming from the Metro NYC area.

Being on both sides (EMT and patient) of being in the ER comes close as a dimensional shift if not a reality check.

17. Maister, your first post made me reach for the bottle of Aleve in my purse. This is a "If I think about all the convolutions, my brain will explode" issue.

18. Originally posted by Maister
...Carrying on with the proud FAC tradition of trivializing the momentous, I thought I’d pose the question “How do you all feel so far about existing in the dimension where Rod Stewart ordered that bean burrito instead of the salad for lunch and got gassy on April 11, 1978?” How many of you wish you would have ended up in the salad dimension instead? ....
I've got my spine
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