I was offered the choice between the red & blue pills.
I took both, & wound up here on the SDMB.
Who is Abe Vigoda? My references turn up nothing.
Seriously, or are you whooshing me?
Abe Vigoda…played Sgt. Fish on Barney Miller and his own spin-off sitcom, called Fish. He’s one of those perennially-mentioned people when conversation turns to “Is that person dead?”
Me? Whoosh? 
Okay, I vaguely remember him; I used to watch Barney Miller occasionally.
I’m not sure that the death date of any one person is a good single criterion for classifying alternate universes though; what about the different universes where M. Vigoda never had his own show, or was Ambassador to Venezuela for a time, or returned to his old job after Barney Miller ended, but in none of which he has died yet?
Don’t be stupid; we’re never aware of parallel universes.
Small metallic objects do travel through time, however. That is the only possible explanation for why my keys regularly show up in a place I’ve already checked three times.
… unless I left my keys there in a parallel universe …
That’s because you didn’t crush them and snort them. Then you would have ended up on XKCD.
Actually your particular universe is quite small, not infinite as you have been led to believe. We sometimes tear down areas after you have left and use the materials to construct the next place you are going.
On the day of the doorbell incident you were not expected at your girlfriends place and we had to hastily throw the thing together. One of the new guys put the damn doorbell in the wrong spot. He has been reprimanded by the foreman (your ‘girlfriend’).
You should get used to the new location in short order. We are sorry for the inconvenience.
Management.
I remember when I was a teenager seeing on the news that Scott Weiland had died of a heroin overdose. It wasn’t just a blurb, it was from several news sources and talked about for weeks.
Except he’s not dead. WTF?? No one believes me!
I remember that. It was his brother Michael that died but a few places got it mixed up.
I just check the color of the frogships.
What about instances of total WTF?
Who moved the city of Ft. Lauderdale, well obviously no one did, but as a kid I distinctly remember it being on the Gulf coast, I liked maps when I was a kid…:dubious:
Another would be, when The Patriots won the Super Bowl, I found my self looking for New England on a map, cause I was curious of where that state was…:smack:
oh believe me there’s more 
The same thing happened to ME!
When I moved to Seattle it was years before I realized that strange shape on the freeway signs was a picture of George Washington which puzzled me. When I asked someone I was granted with a look of sheer WTF are you talking about. Um, yeah, the state is named after George Washington. :smack::smack:
The first time I arrived in the state, I drove north through Oregon along I-5. Normal highway signs.
Upon entering Washington, I wondered why all the highway signs had their numbers within pictures of mushroom clouds.
This was when I was in the army, and was being stationed there to blow stuff up, so I thought it was a common occurrance and just something the state gov’t did to let locals deal with the constant destruction and explosions all the time.
It did take me a few weeks to finally realize this. :smack:
In between reading these two posts, I went to the IMDB to see whether Abe Vigoda had died yet!
You just know he’s gonna live to be 105 just to mess with our heads.
Which is appropriate, since he’s LOOKED 105 since 1973…
When I first moved to Tampa the local mall I would go to had stop signs all over the parking lot. Then one day it didn’t. I remarked to the person I was with that they have taken all the stop signs out. She looked at me funny and said there were never any stop signs at this mall. One day about a year later the stop signs reappeared. I told the same friend that I must have seen a vision of the future when I imagined the stop signs at that mall. She again looked at me funny and said the mall has always had stop signs in the parking lot.
Near as I can figure I must have slipped through a crack in reality that took me to a parallel universe in which the only difference was that that mall didn’t have stop signs in the parking lot. After about a year some omnipotent beauraucrat realized its mistake and put me back in the correct universe.
I lived for awhile in a universe in which Shatner had directed a fifth Star Trek movie and George W. Bush was President, but thank God I escaped.
KAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaAHN!!!
Cheeee-neeeyyy!!