Heisenberg the Perp
In the car, me riding shotgun. Are we on a case? What happened to that blond woman, the one with the tiny gun? I glance over at Bernie. He gives me a pat. “Heisenberg’s Uncertainty Principle,” he says. “Sure as hell applies to our job, Chet – how come I didn’t think of that before?”
Heisenberg. A perp, no doubt. Are we chasing him down? Look out, Mr. Heisenberg.
“See what I’m saying?” Bernie goes on. “Position and momentum can’t both have precise values at the same time. That’s what makes our work so tough – nothing’s for sure.”
Nothing’s for sure? I don’t get that. Also, is our job that tough? We’re doing great! I put my paw on Bernie’s knee. He switches on the radio. Hey! Elvis gospel. It must be Sunday.
Tags: Elvis, Heisenberg, perp
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5:53 am on April 19th, 2009
Schrodinger's another perp… just ask the cat!
5:28 pm on April 19th, 2009
Yeah, but it's Occam with the razor in the drawing room…
9:59 pm on April 19th, 2009
Leaving quantum physics aside, in reading hundreds of mysteries, detectives and their dogs can't go wrong if they
*follow the money
*follow friends and family
*follow enemies
*have a friend in the police department
*eat/drink at every opportunity with all potential perps
So which trail are Bernie and Chet on? I've lost track.