Showing posts with label Space. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Space. Show all posts

Friday, 11 January 2013

Send Greg To Space...

So, here's the deal.

For some reason, Lynx (Axe, to my American pals) are sending some people to space.

It's sub-orbital so I won't have time to set up any experiments *this* time, but its a start.
And the testing will be grueling and painful. Which I know you want to hear about.

To advance to testing I need to be in the top few of this leader-board.
Which you can help me achieve here: Vote for Me

From the bottom of my heart - Thank you.

Greg



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Thursday, 13 December 2012

The One With Charlie Sheen and Snoop Dogg

So, yeah, it's been a while. Give me a break, I was in the Arctic.

Which was epic, by the way. I took photos. They look like this:


And like this:
















And also a bit like this:
















So, yeah, that was good. And cold.

While I was there I only really remember one dream I had and that was wet-shaving a terrified Justin Long with a Stanley knife blade

However, I've been back a day or two now, time for a dream to pop into my head. And since it's very odd, I'll relate but one scene:

Snoop Dogg, Charlie Sheen and myself were on a moon mission driving Nasa's most recent attempt at a moon vehicle. Which looks like this:















And, to cut a long story short, they were both blazing up and not giving a damn that we were on the moon. As we bounced along at low g and flung up moondust from our 12 wheels, Charlie kept getting bong water on the controls and Snoop's continual attempts to open a window and "let some air in" were becoming un-nerving. Luckily the windows didn't actually open, but the double doors did, and given that he was lounging on the bed right next to them, I couldn't just relax and enjoy the ride...

So, yeah, that's my dream for today.



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Friday, 1 May 2009

The One With God...

Ok, ok, I'm getting better at this. I'm getting my grove back.

Yup, like an orange grove. I know, I really must learn to spell.

Interesting to have one with the Devil and then, the night after, have one with God. Anyway...So: As part of the Christian Science Exploration Mission, I was on a starship with other science officers and various members of clergy. Also various healers and life givers, a couple of prophets and God (who looked a LOT like Tom here) had come along for the ride.

So, yeah, we got to an inhabited planet. Went down to check it out. I don't actually think I was on the away mission, but I was more of a disembodied camera for this one. So, anyhow, after meeting the local populace (who strongly reminded me of Tanzanians and called themselves the Moto-toto), we found the Dead Zone.

It was a depression, maybe a half a mile long and forty metres wide, between two ridges. It was dark, and misty and eerie. The trees were dead and blackened. The grass was the same. The Moto-toto had warned us not to take anyone in, 'cos we'd die. Apparently, it was "Where necrotoxin goes to die", which I thought was a great quote for a dream. So, naturally, we sent a life giver: a healer from the states, zombie called Tod, who couldn't die again anyway and God, who wasn't too phased by this.

They explored the area and found not only were the trees and grass still there (I assume because a gas that kills EVERYTHING is a pretty good way to preserve things) but also there were some eggs. They were about half a metre high and very familiar looking. The Moto-toto knew what they were as well and had thrown them into the dead zone to, wisely, stop them from ever hatching.

At this point, the resolution dropped a bit, so I don't remember a huge amount of detail, but we were found on the planet by a bunch of marines who'd been stranded there years ago with a ship still in orbit. So, we gave them a lift back, they, needless to say took a couple of eggs as souvenirs, they hatched once out of the dead zone and facehuggers ran amok on their ship.

There was also an awesome scene with a monkey running along over the heads and shoulders of a crowd brandishing a dead and dried-out facehugger as a trophy. It then placed this into the ship's main control panel (where there was a corresponding shaped depression), which for some reason started the engines. Like in Total Recall. But I have NO idea where that fits into anything.

So...er...yeah.

Oh. Wait! There was also an *incredible* scene with God in a plastic Iron Man costume singing kareoke. Honestly. But I don't know where that was either.

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