Home is...
Home is where your predictions are accurate.
posted by Megan at 10:51 PM
Previous Posts
- Eating in time.
- Without ever once saying the word "sustainable".
- You people rock.
- Tyler's review reminded me.
- If you have someone, be nice to her tonight.
- L.A. get-together this weekend?
- Will no one think of the goslings?
- A friend brought his camera.
- See you in a couple hours! Soup's on.
- And I don't renege.
7 Comments:
what predictions?
I'm a social scientist; my predictions are innacurate everywhere. :(
It's beyond even that, to the point of following a script. When I go home for a holiday, I know what people are going to say before they say it, when conflicts will occur and what they will be about, what we will eat and what we will do. It's sort of like Groundhog Day, except everyone keeps getting older every time it happens. The recent addition of new characters (both my brother and I have added babies to our families in the past 2 years) hardly seems to have changed the script at all.
I first noticed this when I was travelling in se Asia and all of my unconscious predictions were wrong. I thought that I could take a product up to the counter, and offer money for it, and they would take money and put it in a bag and hand it to me. That would be wrong in a number of different ways I never expected. I just kept thinking things would happen a way (driving on the right, not driving on the shoulder, not driving on the opposing traffic's shoulder against their direction) and I kept being wrong.
Then I realized that the familiarity that lets you walk through your house in the dark is a series of predictions about where walls and furniture will be. I decided that home is where your predictions are right.
I've been reading your blog for a while (linked from Marginal Revolution, which I also lurk at), and thought I'd pop in and say hi! As a relatively recent transplant to the West Coast from the East, I've been enjoying your observations on life here in Northern CA. (Even if you're, like, totally wrong about the party scene -- I haven't been to a party out here that could hold a candle to the ones that we had back in Boston.)
Also, I'm so glad that you changed your tagline. Your unfair characterization of poor Pareto bothered me this whole weekend! I'm glad that Kalder and Hicks are taking the licks they deserve.
Quirkybook:
Glad you're here, and that Boston knows how to have a good time. Yeah, it was an unjust slander of Pareto, and I am sending his memory an apology right now.
P.S. If you are dorky enough to be bothered by that all weekend, you are definitely in the right place.
Then I realized that the familiarity that lets you walk through your house in the dark is a series of predictions about where walls and furniture will be.
Heh. I wish I could have such familiarily. With seven cats in the house, a number soon to increase,* walking around in the dark is a hazardous activity because I am almost assured of tripping over/stepping on at least one cat. In fact, I am convinced that two of the cats actually seek out opportunities to trip people.
* = What's a really stupid assumption? Assuming there's no need to get one of the female cats spayed because she stays in the house and all the male cats have been fixed.
Peter
Iron Rails & Iron Weights
Post a Comment
<< Home