Hello, my name is Jack

by on August 25, 2011 at 12:01 am
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A note to all you hotels.  When I wake up, I don’t want a continental breakfast, a bagel and maybe some cheese.  I grew up in America.  I want an American breakfast.  Ham and eggs and potatoes cooked on or in a real by God oven, not nuked on a hotplate if I’m lucky.  Stick to my ribs food.  Please do not advertise that you have a continental breakfast as if that means something.  It don’t.

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Hello, my name is Betty

by on August 24, 2011 at 12:01 am
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Most of us are Peloran families because that’s where we started.  There used to be a lot of Arnam families before the Shang killed most of them.  There are a few Aesiran and even some Terran families now.  There’s others that have gone further out.  There are no Shang families.  They don’t trust us.  They think we are abominations.  You see we helped kill the Ennead.  The Shang do not forget.

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Hello, my name is Jack

by on August 23, 2011 at 12:01 am
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I love space.  I really do.  I can fly anywhere I want, whenever I want.  But sometimes what I want is to lay down on a beach with all the pretty girls.  Dig my feet down in the sand, let the waves lap against me, feel the sun all over me, and hear seagulls on the wind.  And watch a game of beach volleyball.  That right there is what I like to call a great big heaping helping of paradise.

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Hello, my name is Betty

by on August 22, 2011 at 12:01 am
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People sometimes ask me how we handle death.  Well, we back ourselves up at family homes every chance we get.  That way if we die, we can be restarted without losing anything other than what we learned after the last backup.  Of course, if we lose our partner, a lot of us have “Do Not Restart” tags on our backups.  It’s hard to live without the person you were literally born to be with.

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Hello, my name is Jack

by on August 21, 2011 at 12:01 am
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One of things you learn when you live in space is how to eat right.  You can’t fly over to the local White Castle in ten minutes after all.  Real spaceships grow food in hydroponics bays and most grow multiple kinds of fish in the water tanks.  Chickens and other small animals grow real good too.  In low grav, you can even see a chicken fly.  I used to think that was all kinds of wrong.

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