Today's installment was written on this fully compatible English/Icelandic typewriter. “What is this, a lock?” Guy, a throwaway character asked, picking it up off a shelf where it served as a dutiful bookend in the mystery section. “Careful. Careful, it’s a time machine,” Susannah Fontaine-Williams said. “No, really, what is this?” he demanded, picking it … Continue reading Is time travel a cop-out?
Susannah Fontaine-Williams’ bag felt so warm on her lap that it woke her, and it was getting hotter by the second. She sniffed the top, not daring to open it, and the odor of smoke and dust came through. She could, in the dimmed cabin, see a tiny plume of smoke rising through the bag’s … Continue reading “Ma’am, step away from the bag” (Day 17)
Real history: in the 1920s, the IRT, one of the subway companies operating in Manhattan, proposed an east-west Canal Street Line (CSL). Though the CSL spent many years in the preliminary phase, blueprints, endless city council meetings, budget discussions, announcements, pronouncements, and denouncements, ultimately it never was built. The plans, blueprints, and proposals all were safely catalogued into … Continue reading The Canal Street Subway (day 17)
Funny story about Walt’s nano-bots... Long before he was a dog, by all accounts, Walt was a fine engineer, programmer, and inventor/designer - better than he ever credited himself. Take the DCNBs, the drain-clearing nano-bots. To get these tiny little machines to meet their destiny he infused each with a nano particle of intelligence, just enough … Continue reading Vax (day 1)
Susannah Fontaine-Williams orders a martini, extra olives, and in a moment, the flight attendant brings it. SFW intercepts it as the flight attendant, a too tall man with a hard to place Scandanavian accent tries to place it on the tray table. She takes a big swallow, licks her lips, and says, "Oh, that's good." … Continue reading Jen’s crusade
What I'm trying to say is, I went to see Leibowitz the day he died as he sat half asleep in his car, a nice Saab convertible with 220,000 miles. It was one of the early '90s models, in that deep Saab red and I tell you it looked as good as the day he drove … Continue reading They were such quirky cars in their day
Leibowitz tosses the cigarette from the window of his Saab. He is dying and dying is what got him into this mess with Susannah Fontaine-Williams. The coughing fits always take their toll and he sits straight up in the passenger seat and breathes the savory beach air. He closes his eyes for a quiet, peaceful moment, shading them with the limp brim of … Continue reading Leibowitz