Mars was 62 million miles from Earth on the 19th of April. That morning a small helicopter rose nine feet and hovered for half a minute above Jezero Crater. The little flying machine looked out over a river delta, dry for a billion years. The helicopter was christened “ingenuity” by it’s creators. Custom made toContinue reading “Kill Devil Hill, Mars”
Escaping Earth 5 I met Sheila the Ship in our just completed Crew Cantina. Its a replica of the iconic USA diner from the late 40’s. Each of the half dozen tables has the miniature jukebox where the table meets the wall . Everything was a reassuring analog back then. When you flipped thru theContinue reading “Escaping Earth 5”
To get up to speed with this narrative, if you haven’t, read part one. It may or may not help. Depends on you. Basically I am trying to complete a space ship’s interior and systems while whipping a crew into shape. The term “ship shape” comes of a long nautical heritage gained on the oceansContinue reading “Escaping Earth 4”
If you remember part one of this story you’ll know my daughter thinks I am loosing it mentally. She is afraid I am becoming addled, weak minded, of diminished cognitive ability. One beer short of a six pack and less than the sharpest knife in the drawer. I’m sure it will happen, in degree, butContinue reading “Escaping Earth part 2”
Escaping Earth (my daughter’s contribution) My dads crazy. Off on a tangent, something he inflicted on himself. He reached a tipping point with the lockdown and politics and decided to stop dealing with it. Something snapped. He called one day and said he was building a spaceship and leaving Earth. My dad – building aContinue reading “Escape from Earth”
I’m having a deja vu! Its 1967 again. There are riots in dozens of large cities and men are leaving Florida for space. I don’t remember a virus lock down back then. History doesn’t repeat, but it rhymes. Yesterday two men managed to escape this crazy scene. I watched the replay. I saw them onContinue reading “Gringos escape Earth”
Being isolated somewhat, living by myself, alone, just me, I sometimes ask myself and answer too. It is technically a monologue but with a little voice characterization it can be turned into a dialog. Having it mean anything or have any significance, that’s a problem for another day.