Friday, June 24, 2005
the red planet approaches
what is it with mars? of all the planets to loom largely in our sky, it seems the most likely to cause crazy people to act---well---more crazy. not that I'll be cowering in my basement protecting my two mannequins when the red planet fills the heavens. I love looking at beautiful things in the sky- as long as they don't burn out my retinas. so here's a weekend toast to our fellow spinning satellite. we salute you. now give us all your precious water before we kick over your pyramids.
a new development in the mars phenomenon has been an admission by nasa. apparently the rovers are currently on a secret mission for a private company. they have been fitted with special rakes capable of making deep patterns in the planet's still red sand. and by next month's end, they will have covered enough ground to have made a giant symbol. a symbol so wondrous you can see it from space. if you're close enough. something to remember us by. a giant swoosh. the biggest yet. and they're hoping 34,649,589 miles isn't too far away to see it.
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a new development in the mars phenomenon has been an admission by nasa. apparently the rovers are currently on a secret mission for a private company. they have been fitted with special rakes capable of making deep patterns in the planet's still red sand. and by next month's end, they will have covered enough ground to have made a giant symbol. a symbol so wondrous you can see it from space. if you're close enough. something to remember us by. a giant swoosh. the biggest yet. and they're hoping 34,649,589 miles isn't too far away to see it.
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Wednesday, June 22, 2005
"What does the 'L' and the 'R' stand for?"
Tim was leaning against my van. Exhaling deeply. Like usual. Benjamin and myself lurched nearby, both of us looking forward to Peter's reply to the question. He was standing above, on the wooden stairs of his porch, from where he matter-of-factly answered: "Left. Right."
"Loud Rockers"? quipped, Tim. "No"
"Lions and Rhinos"? followed Tim, his mouth taking on a sweetly mischievous smirk. A dull chord of chuckles briefly filled the air. Then fell to the ground.
"Leftist Radicals"? Tim offered finally. Peter's feet shifted a bit on the stairs. His facial expression didn't really change. Not exactly. There seemed to be activity brewing somewhere in the annoyance center of his brain. An electrical pulse, if you will. Ever slight. He was smiling.
Thinking of a name is the hardest part of starting a new group. Just ask these guys. I know what our name means. Peter came up with it at work, where his audio mixer has a slider labeled, 'L mix R'. Which works just fine for me; I'm a leftist radical 'till the day I die.
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"Loud Rockers"? quipped, Tim. "No"
"Lions and Rhinos"? followed Tim, his mouth taking on a sweetly mischievous smirk. A dull chord of chuckles briefly filled the air. Then fell to the ground.
"Leftist Radicals"? Tim offered finally. Peter's feet shifted a bit on the stairs. His facial expression didn't really change. Not exactly. There seemed to be activity brewing somewhere in the annoyance center of his brain. An electrical pulse, if you will. Ever slight. He was smiling.
Thinking of a name is the hardest part of starting a new group. Just ask these guys. I know what our name means. Peter came up with it at work, where his audio mixer has a slider labeled, 'L mix R'. Which works just fine for me; I'm a leftist radical 'till the day I die.
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