tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219020172214164037.post5930023501547115482..comments2023-06-03T06:31:19.737-07:00Comments on Burnt Pizza: You Light Up My YearThe Squeaky Cyclisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07328453966818701990noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9219020172214164037.post-39874422965907278652009-04-10T17:58:00.000-07:002009-04-10T17:58:00.000-07:00I certainly don't recall that turn of phrase from ...I certainly don't recall that turn of phrase from when I last read the book, but what it makes me think of is how, for one traveling near light speed, time appears to slow down - that is, since the time she had been given the money belt, so much had happened that was compressed into such a short period of time, that it seems like long ago, even though it was actually quite recently. (If I remember correctly, it was only about a week from Canada to the Mississippi). So maybe that's what he was referring to... Or maybe I'm just making stuff up? :)Matthew Fedderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10307000102946788574noreply@blogger.com