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For the last 11 hours I have been walking, standing, sitting, lounging, and generally living with a 6 inch long piece of tape on the inside of the my underwear.  It was not uncomfortable, I was not aware.

Coincidence: The last episode of Sports Night I just watched prominantly featured underwear, although in the case of Sports Night it was womens underwear.

Observation: The common phrase “There is no such thing as coincidence”, besides being obviously false, also makes no sense when one conciders the literal meaning of the word.  “Co” as a prefix, meaning together, or joint, and “incidence”, meaning the plural of incident meaning multiple events.  Given this examination the phrase could be restated, “No two events occur simultaneously.”  I’m tempted to leave it at that, having made my point, but am compelled to say that this new translation brings up interesting philosophical questions about the nature of time.  The thought of a atomized unit of time has occured to me, a chronum (or Planck time as real phycisits like to call it), but I always imagined the universe all moved a tiny bit after each chronum, like if you watch a movie in slow motion.  This is of course how the Planck time theory is meant, but what if instead of a Plank time the smallest unit of time was actually the time it took for an incident to take place, and no two incidents could simultaneously occur.  They were all buffered or something, waiting their turn.  That would be interesting.