Light minutes.

Okay, so what if it doesn't come back? What happens to your little experiment then, Einstein? What the ... PUT THE STICK DOWN!

Oh, hi. Yes, things get a little contentious at times around the abandoned Cheney Hammer Mill. I was just having a conversation with our mad science advisor, Mitch Macaphee, who is doing some tests on a new propulsion system he's developing. Suffice to say it's the kind of propulsion system we would need to carry us to the far-flung interstellar venues that have been added to our upcoming tour in recent days. We haven't secured transport yet, owing to our lack of resources, so Mitch has taken it upon himself to custom design a deep-space conveyance that will meet our needs ... and then some.

Trouble is, he is ... well .... a crazy-ass mofo, and because of that simple fact, he can't just use existing technology to build his spacecraft. Oh, no ... he has to innovate an entirely new form of propulsion. Don't ask me the particulars - it has something to do with curved space-time. I don't know much about that, except that I don't have enough space-time in my life these days, curved or straight. Anyway ... Mitch built a model of his rocket booster and has claimed that it will travel many, many times the speed of light. And to prove his thesis, he's going to send the little gizmo several light minutes away and back, timing its journey on his old-school pocket watch. Of course, he gets all worked up when he does this sort of thing, so it's best to avoid Mitch. Like, spend the day in another room. Or on another continent.

Well, all right, then.

So, yeah, we've added a couple of stops to the itinerary, which now looks like this:
  • May 12, Neptune
  • May 15, Proxima system
  • May 20, Barnard’s Star system
  • May 27, Procyon system
  • May 30, Epsilon Indi
  • June 2, Sirius
  • June 5, Jupiter, red spot
  • June 8, Small Magellanic Cloud
That last one is going to be a ball-buster. We may need cryogenic chambers to cover that ride, particularly if Mitch's propulsion scheme doesn't pan out. But, again ... I will leave the science to the mad scientist and concentrate on what really matters: the Tuesday night garbage pick up. I mean, the music! May 12 is coming up fast, so .... better work up some numbers, am I right? Back to the studio!

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