Back to ground.
Okay, then. Is that a wrap? What? It's already the holiday season? What happened to freaking October? Okay, then... so it's a Christmas wrap. Satisfied? Oh, hi. Yeah, I know. After ten weeks on the road, tempers wear a little thin. What, you got a PROBLEM with that? (Sorry. I'll start again.) Post Thanksgiving slump. This shipboard life is not for me; nor, apparently, is it for anyone else on board. Speaking of bored ... this business of bobbing around the solar system is bloody tiresome. I don't know how sFshzenKlyrn stands it, year after year, millennium after millennium. It's just as well that he's a transcendental etheric life form that ignores all boundaries between space, time, and whatever. (Especially the whatever. The man simply cannot take anything seriously.) And then there's Marvin (my personal robot assistant). He's bouncing around this tin can like... like a robot in a tin can. Of course, he always gets antsy this time of year, when the b...