On the flight from Houston to London, Jim had re-read Sun Tzu’s classic treatise The Art of War (“Keep your friends close but your enemies closer”), but he was pretty sure that the cannon at the Tower of London was not the art Sun Tzu was talking about . . .
Tony’s recurring bad dream of being chased by the giant dragon while he and his friends were frozen in place was troubling–what did it mean? A warning to eat at Taco Bell instead of the Chinese Buffet, or worries about China taking over the world? And why did the dragon have deer-like antlers? Tony’s online shrink didn’t seem to be of much help . . .
After working on his time machine for years, it still seemed to run on the same time ordinary clocks ran; no jumps into the future, no visiting the past. George wondered if the problem was that he hadn’t taken into account that maybe time was metric, not American . . .
“Some things don’t translate from one language to another very well,” thought Gui Kun; for example, his current dilemma–because he was looking down at Hong Kong from Victoria Peak, did that mean he was Uptown . . . ?
As John Lenny, visiting London from Texas, looked at the beautifully ornate cannon, he couldn’t help but think, “A little less bling and better sights would probably have gotten the job done back in 1776.”
In an early concert, the precocious Stevie Nicks (center) and Mick Fleetwood (Violin) had teamed up with Jimmy Page (accordion–and later of Led Zeppelin fame) to do a public performance and test the waters. Johnnie Cash was out for a bathroom break, but was going to sing “Yellow Brick Road” on his return . . .
