The first law: If an object experience no net force, then it's velocity is constant. This means that in space an object at rest won't move and an object not at rest (moving) will continue it's motion in a direct line.
The second law: acceleration is parrell and directly proportional to the net force applied to the object. This means that an object in space can't move unless something bumps it, scientifically known as a bumper. (Not really, but go with me on this.) After it's been bumped, the first law predicts the object will remain in motion unless force is applied to stop it. It also means that the speed of the object (velocity) is a result of the force from the bumper, but not exactly. (See below.)
The third law: is so scientific paraphrasing it makes my head hurt. But, if an object is hit by a bumper, object hits the bumper back. This reduces the velocity of both objects. (See "not exactly" above.) So the colored billiard ball goes toward a pocket and the white ball bounces back. This slows both objects down.
Unless you play pool like me. Then the colored ball barely moves and the white ball jumps off the table. This is also exactly how last week went. I had some billiards to get into a pocket and I ended up jumping the white ball over the table. However, in a twist fit for fiction, jumping the white ball off the edge of the table turned out to be a good thing.
Now, if you entered the M.R. Jordan shorty story contest, that means you're stories have been like an object in space. I had X tasks to do which included reading your stories, but Y tasks actually got completed. Y tasks kept me very busy and short tempered.
And my new found and divinely kindred writing buddy shouted. "Stop barking at me."
"But I got all this $%&* to get done!"
"Me too!" She recoiled from me, bouncing the opposite direction not unlike the white billiard after striking the colored ball. "And get off the floor. I like you but your propensity for throw fits down there is concerning me. Furthermore, now that I think about it, perhaps even though we're not getting what we planned done, we're getting what we need to get done."
"How so?" I demanded from my spot on the floor.
She proceeded to explain. And then we were too objects in motion, going the same direction, getting this other, unplanned but important stuff done.
Anyway, I have neglected you dear contestants. I am sorry. I'll try to post the results tomorrow. But if not tomorrow, by Thursday at the latest. Please accept my sincerest apology.
M.R. Jordan is a writer, editor, sporadic blogger, and lover of beer. Lives in South Korea with her two cats, Bear and Geumbi.
Bear (Gom in Korean) then (above) now (below)
Geumbi (Gold in English)... then (above) and now (below).