Friday, September 10, 2004
It's not an unpleasant experience, being sucked up out of the four-sphere space-time continuum at warp speed.
Of course, Grisha Perelman has no stationary points to triangulate his actual speed from, but he somewhat unmathematically decides to call it warp speed.
He's still on the rough cot, as it turns out. He feels a bit like Dorothy in the tornado, whirling around through--
Hold on here: could that have been a hole in the space-time continuum that Dorothy's whole house was sucked up through? Could the tornado have been merely a naturalistic explanation slapped onto an empirical event deemed too implausible for Hollywood?
When he reached his destination, would Grisha too land on a witch?
Strangely enough, yes, in a way--but a witch who had lost her life and her memory.
Grisha snags a notepad and pencil eddying near him, and begins jotting down numbers, equations, formulae ...