A Word About Time Travel.

Barack won a Nobel today. I don't really have a problem with it. I like the guy.

That's not the issue. The issue is by the time I woke up, had my coffee and checked facebook, the entire east coast already knew about it. It's noon there, but it's 9 am here.

This seems to me like some sort of weird time warp I can't quite understand. While the president's winng peace prizes back east, on the west coast we're all asleep.

While Michael Jackson's eating handfulls of pills in the middle of the afternoon, back east we were getting ready to eat dinner, some of us upset by the news, but also upset that The Simpsons were going to be interrupted with the media frenzy.

Things still happen at the same time. Barack didn't win the nobel 3 hours earlier, he just won it while we were all in bed. Way in bed.

On a related note, I hid lots of people from my newsfeed today. Someone wrote "In my world, Charels [sic] Manson would win the nobel before Obama. What is this country thinking?"

We'll just leave it at that. It's still too early here to flesh out all the dumbass details of this comment.