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What could a few extra plans hurt?
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Still on the balcony overlooking the city, Val said, “anyhow, I hope we can get back to earth so that I can make sure she’s okay.” Smiling, Audri said, “well, let’s break down and analyze all of our options for finding a solution to getting back.” A little perplexed, Val said, “I don’t know. I’m more the ‘try to survive and find some joy in complaining about it’ type.” Placing her fingertips together, Audri sensitively asked, “and does that usually work for you?” Val considered this and said, “does anything actually ‘work.’ I mean, nothing working is kinda’ part of the philosophy.” Audri pointing out over the city to a spaceship taking off and said, “well, how about this? Notice over there, ships keep landing and taking off. It must be a port of some sort.” Thinking she can see where this was going’s Val said, “so we find a ship, break in, and stow away?” Audri said, “I was thinking we could try to get a job on one of them.” Encouraged, Val said, “nice! That’s a simple and workable plan. I took you as the type to have a million different plans while your mind is bouncing in all directions.” Wary, Audri said, “so, does that mean you don’t want to hear my other 999,999 plans?”
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“Is the list shorter if we keep it to the ones that don’t involve ditching me?”
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“Want to hear my Plan 9 for outer space?”
“NO!!!”
Like turning into a snake, resurrecting the dead never helps.
Any plan that involves getting a job is a bad plan. Trust me, I know this.
Good plan for checking out other planets. Bad plan for getting back to Earth, since no known instances of those beings have been reported there. Professor Sneaky & his equipment that might be able to re-swap everyone’s consciousness are probably their best chance.
Why am I now anticipating more Buster Keatonesque physical humor swinging from the inside or, perhaps, the outside of a starship? I think I’m gonna need my Dramamine pills, stat!