I put four more Star Trek ornaments up on eBay.

As usual, I had Too Much Fun writing the auction. Click this link to read it:

HOLY FRIJOLES! Lot of 4 Hallmark Star Trek Ornaments!

Four Star Trek ornaments for eBay 2

In other news, as life becomes more awesome, content for y'all is increasing. Within a month or two, these entries will be crossposted from an Actual Blog Website-o-Tubes.

Lurve,

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That's some awesome goddamned news, NASA.
Hope this rekindles people's interest in the sky...



Which leads us to the inevitable shout of:


And yeah, that's really what Winamp was playing when I posted this.

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Are they ever afraid to leave their home?

Do they hug their children and hold their spouse, knowing that they may never come back?

Are they frightened during take-off, wondering if their ship will come apart during ascent?

Do they really know any more than we do?

Are they worried that there's nobody else out there?
 
Do they, too, cry when they look into the endless dark of space?

Do I believe that they exist?

Do they believe that I do?
This is a great story by [profile] gdwessel.

He created [community profile] nano_wrimo.

Please note the "nano" part.

Also: Buy an original Sputnik mock-up. For 10,000 dollars.
When I finally get to the moon they'll just KNOW to have this song ready for me as I take off running across the surface...

Inspired by a recent post from [profile] evil_egg, a new possible autobiography title, because by the time I write it, books will be able to have swear words in the title.

Dinosaurs can't escape in space, motherfucker.
(After Billy Joel…)

She was once one of nine, now we say our goodbyes
Science ruins our faith with its casual lies
And she's only revealed when space wants you to see
She hides like a child, but she's always a planet to me

She lives next to Neptune, and hides from our view,
She can tell them the answers, they'll never be true
And she'll give up her name for a dog at Disney
Now she's riddled with grief, but she's always a planet to me

Ohhh... she is never alone
She's orbited by Nix, by Hydra and Charon
Ohhh... and her orbit goes out
And her orbit goes in, but her atmosphere's gone

And she'll laugh on the outside at the IAU finding
Then she'll cry on the inside for their words are all binding
But she'll always be spinning and always be free,
Blame it all on Hubble, 'cause she's always a planet to me

She was only discovered in nineteen thirty
And NASA ignored her with Voyager 2
Though she's just been demoted, she's not space debris
And the scientists want us to bid her adieu
But she's always a planet to me



stargazer vs. impractical joker, originally uploaded by Robokat.

Karl is brilliant. I absolutely love this thing. He's the rockstar who's illustrating "Last Shot" for me.
He's not got much to work with right now, as I'm rewriting the beginning to make it less "talking head." Too many pages of two guys talking in a morgue at the beginning of a comic kinda kills the pace.

PS -- My brother Jason did this to me at the Grand Canyon when I was about 9. Har-fucking har.

WAAAAAAAAH!

Dec. 2nd, 2005 10:54 pm
I bought new old goggles. The strap is broken, but I don't care.

I'M FROM SPACE!
IN THE FUTURE!
I'M FROM SPACE IN THE FUTURE, BITCHES!



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Music: "Sniper" -- Harry Chapin

PS -- The photo is not wobbly because I have Tourette's, it's because the picture was sent to you from...well...you know...

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