But of course, the Good Old Interwebs gives me the option to fact-check. So, here is what I suspect is the exact scenario as written in the book Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs:
Someone builds and optical portal that allows you to see a vision of your own life in the future (it's essentially a crystal ball that shows a randomly selected image of what your life will be like in twenty years). You can only see into this portal for thirty seconds. When you finally peer into the crystal, you see yourself in a living room, two decades older than you are today. You are watching a Canadian football game, and you are extremely happy. You are wearing a CFL jersey. Your chair is surrounded by books and magazines that promote the Canadian Football League, and there are CFL pennants covering your walls. You are alone in the room, but you are gleefully muttering about historical moments in Canadian football history. It becomes clear that—for some unknown reason—you have become obsessed with Canadian football. And this future is static and absolute; no matter what you do, this future will happen. The optical portal is never wrong. This destiny cannot be changed.
The next day, you are flipping through television channels and randomly come across a pre-season CFL game between the Toronto Argonauts and the Saskatchewan Roughriders.
Knowing your inevitable future, do you now watch it?I guess my version of it has a couple of minor differences, including a) world club soccer and b) I own jerseys but don't wear them and obviously c) I gleefully write blog posts about historic moments from the sport. Everything else is more or less factually correct.
Are there other hypotheticals from the book that apply to my current life? No. However, there were a few pretty good ones. Here is a selection of my favorite opening sentences from a handful of these hypotheticals:
You meet a wizard in downtown Chicago.
For reasons that cannot be explained, cats can suddenly read at a twelfth-grade level.
Defying all expectation, a group of Scottish marine biologists capture a live Loch Ness Monster.
For whatever the reason, two unauthorized movies are made about your life.
Every person you have ever slept with is invited to a banquet where you are the guest of honor.
Your best friend is taking a nap on the floor of your living room.
A novel titled Interior Mirror is released to mammoth commercial success (despite middling reviews).
