Ison the prize.
Okay, well, THAT didn't go so well, did it? Right. Don't panic. One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three … arrrrrgghhh.
It's been a couple of weeks, so I don't know if you recall our harebrained plan to get to the various extraterrestrial venues in our interstellar tour to support Cowboy Scat: Songs in the Key of Rick (selling quite briskly on Aldebaran, I hear). Right, well… we have that rent-a-wreck rocket (or "wreck-it") that will get us part of the way to Aldebaran and points west-southwest, but it doesn't quite have the horsepower to escape our solar system. If we tried, at this time of year, we would get caught in the gravitational pull of the sun. Then the only pleasure we'd get out of this trip would be to watch Smith fry…
Okay, I've wandered a bit. Fact is, the only solution we could think up in the absence of our mad science advisor Mitch Macaphee is to launch ourselves into extended orbit around the Earth and hitch a ride on the comet ISON when it emerged from its close encounter with the sun. We would, I don't know, throw a grappling hook onto it as it passed and it would pull us clear of the solar system, at which time the low-rent engines in the rent-a-wreck-it could handle getting us to the next star system. Simple, right?
Not so right. Only trouble with this plan was … it could never work. Aside from that, it was sound. So we took off last week, using the Cheney Hammer Mill courtyard as a makeshift launch pad, and spent a good bit of fuel climbing up into extended orbit around the Earth ( or the "Oyt", if you're from East Chootica ), Marvin (my personal robot assistant) at the controls. Steady hand, indeed.
Now, 3 out of 5 astrophysicists supposed that ISON would make it around the sun in one piece. Wouldn't you know that the other two had it right? So we're hovering at the rendezvous point, and around the left side of the sun comes this charred looking ice chunk, tumbling along, no bigger than the average medicine ball. Try getting a grappling hook into THAT sucker.
Okay, so... NOW what do we do? Any astrophysicists out there? Methods for counteracting the sun's gravity? Email them to us ASAP. Like, I don't know, yesterday, perhaps.
It's been a couple of weeks, so I don't know if you recall our harebrained plan to get to the various extraterrestrial venues in our interstellar tour to support Cowboy Scat: Songs in the Key of Rick (selling quite briskly on Aldebaran, I hear). Right, well… we have that rent-a-wreck rocket (or "wreck-it") that will get us part of the way to Aldebaran and points west-southwest, but it doesn't quite have the horsepower to escape our solar system. If we tried, at this time of year, we would get caught in the gravitational pull of the sun. Then the only pleasure we'd get out of this trip would be to watch Smith fry…
Okay, I've wandered a bit. Fact is, the only solution we could think up in the absence of our mad science advisor Mitch Macaphee is to launch ourselves into extended orbit around the Earth and hitch a ride on the comet ISON when it emerged from its close encounter with the sun. We would, I don't know, throw a grappling hook onto it as it passed and it would pull us clear of the solar system, at which time the low-rent engines in the rent-a-wreck-it could handle getting us to the next star system. Simple, right?
Not so right. Only trouble with this plan was … it could never work. Aside from that, it was sound. So we took off last week, using the Cheney Hammer Mill courtyard as a makeshift launch pad, and spent a good bit of fuel climbing up into extended orbit around the Earth ( or the "Oyt", if you're from East Chootica ), Marvin (my personal robot assistant) at the controls. Steady hand, indeed.
Now, 3 out of 5 astrophysicists supposed that ISON would make it around the sun in one piece. Wouldn't you know that the other two had it right? So we're hovering at the rendezvous point, and around the left side of the sun comes this charred looking ice chunk, tumbling along, no bigger than the average medicine ball. Try getting a grappling hook into THAT sucker.
Okay, so... NOW what do we do? Any astrophysicists out there? Methods for counteracting the sun's gravity? Email them to us ASAP. Like, I don't know, yesterday, perhaps.
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