9/29/2006

You might be living in barn facade county if...

Something happened to me last week that was weird enought that I felt like I was living out a philosopher's thought-experiment. I can't figure out what philosophical thesis this supports, so I figured I'd throw it out to the blogosphere, and let sharper people appropriate it if possible. Here goes...

Before I was married, my name was Greg Frost. I did many things while my last name was Frost, including buying a car. The title of the car was in the name of Greg Frost, and I've been too lazy and cheap to get it switched in the interim. But since we just moved out to Las Vegas, I wanted to get the title switched from a Pennsylvania title to a Nevada one. Now, when you switch titles, what you have to do is sell your car to yourself (for free) -- don't ask me why, I don't know. But at the Nevada DMV, I ran into a problem: I had to be Greg Frost as the seller, and Greg Frost-Arnold as the buyer. But Greg Frost hasn't existed for the last 2.5 years... yet he had to be "brought back" for this transaction. [This is sloppy and metaphorical, but you get the idea.]

There has to be a new theory of reference somewhere in here...

2 Comments:

At 29/9/06, Blogger "Q" the Enchanter said...

Usually the problem is identity persisting through change. In this case it's change persisting through identity.

 
At 2/1/07, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Interesting...

Do you happen to be related to Glenn and Fred Frost ??? I have tried to get in touch with Fred as we used to be penpals some years ago. I'm one of his "relatives" from Norway. Could you help ?

Regards,
Ann-Mari Grande
anna.lien@hotmail.com

 

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