- You have a two-cup measure, a three-cup measure, and a twelve-cup measure.
How can you measure out sixteen cups?
- You want to boil a three-minute egg. You have a two-minute timer and
a five-minute timer. How do you time the egg correctly?
- You have to go to a meeting in four minutes. You have six one-minute
timers. How can you be on time, but not early?
- You want to jump up and startle the librarian in six minutes, but you
only have a two-and-one-half-minute timer and a one-minute timer that explodes
noisily after the second use. You know that the jig will be up if the timer
explodes too early. The librarian is very pretty. What do you do?
- You have a shipment of gorillas that needs to be fed in an hour. You
have three 1:01 timers, and a blowhorn that plays just flat of middle C.
What do you do, keeping in mind the strict requirements of the contract
you signed with the Cement Contracting Company last week?
- In One hour the world will crash into the moon. What in the world do
you do?
- The window next to you opens and shuts once every seventeen years. You
would like to leave the room through its only entrance, after being put
inside three days before the moment of freedom. You only have with you
a stick of length two meters (exactly), and an inchworm. How do you explain
the metric system in time?
- The woman sitting next to you knits three rows of wool in a minute.
If the sweater you have your mind set on is nine feet long and red, why is
she using white wool? How long are her knitting needles?
- You want to bake a potato for four minutes. You have a 3-day timer with
its hands removed and seven-hundred four minute timers. How many timers
do you set?
- You are driving down a one-way, one-lane highway, going about 115 miles per
hour. You are on an uphill slope. It is twilight, just before dawn, and the
sky is streaked in the lower latitudes with deep purples and magentas. The
sides of the road slope sharply down from the pavement. You are listening to
Chuck Mangione on your new Blaupunkt stereo. You speed your car up to 130 mph.
The road no longer has shoulders; to either side there is underbrush and rocks,
on a hill that dives sharply down into the valley far below. The single lane
narrows. You speed the car up to 145 miles pe hour. The razor blade of a road
you are on levels off, and then begins to angle downwards. The car begins to
gain momentum. To either side, you can barely make out the ground dropping
almost vertically away, just a few inches on either side of your spinning
wheels. The downhill slope becomes more drastic, as you light a cigarette and
open your window a bit more.
As the engine dies, you notice the radio and other accesories kick off
and do not come back on again. The steering wheel comes off in your hand.
You sit back and puff on your cigarette, wondering what life is all about.
Question: Do you even TRY to see if the Hazard lights work?