Announcing the First Annual Occam’s Razor Game.
To be in the Occam’s Razor Game, you have to be somewhat familiar with friar William of Ockham and his Razor. The object of the game is to see if you can get a comment posted that both mocks the post you’re commenting on and indirectly teaches Occam’s Razor. The trick is, you have to get it past the moderator and it has to stay posted.
OK, here’s the first target. Cosmic DNA. Oh, God. Anyway, here was my entry, just in case my comment doesn’t show up:
The other day, we were at the top of the Palms Casino in Vegas having a fine meal at Alizé. One of the people in our dinner-party is dying of an inoperable cancer. We took photos at the end of the meal, right in front of the windows overlooking the Vegas strip. To everyone’s stunned amazement, there it was, right over our sick friend’s head: a cross in bright lights and a halo.
Of course, it could have also just been the reflection of the camera’s flash.
(Inspired by Billy "cabbage-cloud" Beck)