Let’s start with an update to the last post.
I’ll like to thank those that have shown their concern towards me over the past fortnight or so.
No ill will to those that did not care (a pox on you!) (haha. I kid, of course) (a pox on you and yours will be more like it!)
Anyway, I’ve mostly recovered from the Fall. Had some stitches done and have to walk around with bandages on the chin for a while. (kinda give a new meaning to the term getting “plastered”, huh? Hur hur.) So aside from a bit of bruised pride, I’m ok.
But because of the fall, I had to stop blogging for a while because like all guys who are recovering from injuries, I had to refrain from boasting about my brand new and VERY cool scar.
Right on the chin baby!
It’s just one of those guy things, you know. If we have a scar, we want to flaunt it. In fact, one of the most traditional and time honored ways to embarrass a guy is the terminally deadly phrase, “I do not believe you have a scar on your butt. Prove it!”
I believe many guys would carry around more scars if not for the slight side effects of the pain involved to get them.
It’s a Quantum (Literally Greek for “Cool sounding word that no one in the world know the true meaning of”) Theory of Physics unto itself. Which brings me to another such Theory.
The Theory of Relativity. It’s a Theory which Einstein came up with that states that Time, Space and even Reality itself are relative to the person(s) involved. Which essentially means that a person’s experience might differ from another who had gone through the exact same situation, if he/she talked about it to a Relative.
The Relative will take said experience and spread it to other Relatives. A few Relatives later, the situation wold have changed completely.
I’ll like to expand on the Theory by adding in a variable to the equation. The variable being the Yaya Factor. Which states that People of a Certain Gender have their very own unique views of Time, Space and Reality as we know it. Much like an alternate universe which they are living in.
Take, for an example, “I am leaving the House and can meet you at the wedding dinner in half an Hour”.
Now for most Guys belonging to the Male gender, we would take it that half an hour means approximately 30 minutes (roughly 100 pounds).
Haha. Silly us. Because for People of a certain Gender, the phrase could mean anything from
“I am just going to take a shower and be there in around an hour”
to
“I will see you at the couple’s First Year Anniversary celebration.”
I digress.
My point was that Time and Space warp when there exist a confluence of said Yaya Factor.
I’ll just take a random example that happened to one of my anonymous friends who fell down and had a bandage over an injury he had on his chin. He recently met some friends at a wedding dinner.
Now, at this point of time, Reality as we know it was safe. People were Concerned about the injury and showed some Care about how it is recovering while he was refraining from Boasting about it.
But at that moment in time, a Cosmic Anomaly occurred at an intersection where Time and Space collide (The Lady’s Washroom), and the injured guy’s status went Immediately from “Poor Thing” to, and here I am putting it mildly, “You Bastard”.
Yup. One moment. Poor Guy with an Injured Chin was living in a Reality where everything makes sense. The Sun Rises from the East, The Earth is Round and Smaller than the Sun. The next moment, he is transported to this Alternate Reality where the fate of the entire universe depends on one single commodity – Shoes.
Apparently, in this Reality. Having a Scar is the last thing in the world that is cool, especially when it means getting People, such as The Girlfriend worried.
And pretty soon, people were asking The Girlfriend without a tinge of Irony, “Are you ok?” while sitting opposite someone with a Gaping Hole in the Chin.
That’s how powerful this force is.
All together now…
YAYA!
Clones are people two 