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Counterintuition and once upon a time
The sequence of events goes like so:
1. I order some books online, to be delivered to Decatur, Georgia.
2. I look at UPS package tracking.
3. The package starts out in Sparks, Nevada.
4. The package is next scanned in... Oakland, California?
Error, error, does not compute.
And now for another tale of literary retrospection. The book: Number the Stars, Lois Lowry. Me: Not sure how old I was. Maybe eight or nine, sometime preteen. The situation: A Nazi soldier is skeptical about the one dark-haired girl in a family of blonds (with good reason, seeing as she's actually a Jewish friend pretending to be their dead daughter) and asks (paraphrased), "Where did you get her? The milkman?" My image at the time was of a baby getting delivered along with the milk bottles.
Some years later, after learning about Punnett squares and possibly after the one Monty Python sketch with all the milkmen, I sat up in bed and thought "Oh, so that's what he meant!"
1. I order some books online, to be delivered to Decatur, Georgia.
2. I look at UPS package tracking.
3. The package starts out in Sparks, Nevada.
4. The package is next scanned in... Oakland, California?
Error, error, does not compute.
And now for another tale of literary retrospection. The book: Number the Stars, Lois Lowry. Me: Not sure how old I was. Maybe eight or nine, sometime preteen. The situation: A Nazi soldier is skeptical about the one dark-haired girl in a family of blonds (with good reason, seeing as she's actually a Jewish friend pretending to be their dead daughter) and asks (paraphrased), "Where did you get her? The milkman?" My image at the time was of a baby getting delivered along with the milk bottles.
Some years later, after learning about Punnett squares and possibly after the one Monty Python sketch with all the milkmen, I sat up in bed and thought "Oh, so that's what he meant!"