Mike-One-Echo Has Left the Building.
Pulled this one out of the fire, somehow. It was an extremely busy work week for me. A lot of traveling, into the bargain. But here we are. I also just realized I never put up the back of the T-90 spec card for you. I’ll have to do something about that.
As to the rest of it, well… not much to say about this week. Just a lot of hard work and some longer than usual hours in the Studio. I still have to get these exams ironed out, too – work has been so time-consuming – there’s just so much to do with earning a living – that I haven’t had any time to plan in my licensing examinations yet. I really have to start carving out time to do that. But I work twelve hours just about every day… I don’t know how this is going to work. But, well, as they say, “By the grace of God and this casino…”
Anyhow, I’ll just leave it at that. Work work work work work work work…
Be well, folks. See you next week.
Waaaaaaait a minute. Those landscapes — the view that Rucker saw when he entered Mike’s service bay ….. things seem to be starting to click
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A quote from John Lennon comes into my head that suits the moment, but I don’t want to let too much go so remind me when we get to the next chapter and I’ll tell you what it was.
–M
Keep up the fight.
Suggestive page. One wonders if the “outside” merely is an illusion.
The tunnels have an ominous resemblance to the tunnels of a typical Titan I launch complex.
I based the interior of Command Post Alpha on a combination of a Nimitz-class aircraft carrier, an Ohio-class nuclear submarine, and the tunnels of the Bay Area Rapid Tranist system in San Francisco and the Metro Transportation Authority here in New York. All of which combines to make them look like a missile silo, oddly enough. It’s a kind of generally cramped, functional, no-frills military interior with lots of tunnels, corridors, and so forth. At one point I sat down to draw a cutaway view of CP Alpha, but faltered on the fact that its interior is so warren-like that I kind of have to make it up as I go.
In my mind’s eye, I see it as a series of stacked rings, very deep underground. The rings are the corridors such as these above, and off of these are dug the chambers of the base, with hangars, barracks, computers, storage, and four atomic reactors to power it all.
Maybe I’ll go back to that drawing. A poster of that would make a great incentive for Kickstarter, if I ever print this damn thing. Oh, someday…
–M
I don’t even know what to say. This came kinda suprising…
I hope it wasn’t an unpleasant surprise. I have to fall back on my typical refrain: I’m going somewhere with this, I promise!
–M
I like my stories with twists and sudden changes. Pleasant suprise.
And I like my coffee like I like my women – in a plastic cup.
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–M
And I like my whiskey like I like my women – 21 years old and mixed with coke.
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