Sunday, November 13, 2016

I woke early and began waiting for football l with patience learned while waiting cashiers to make the correct change – then technology ruined my education of life by making machines that calculated the stuff for the clerks.

Anyhow, football came, the Packers and the Titans. The Packers QB reminds me of Payton Manning and the Vikings in Manning’s last three years there. I suppose it will be another year or  so before the Packers look for a new QB. No zip on the ball anymore, even though he looks to make the throws.  Accuracy seems to be missing also.

It’s early in the season for it, but a citizen lost his supper yesterday to a deep frying of a whole bird. Crispy critter isn’t too savory.

Casual thinking: Can a planet generate life with a cold core even if it has spin and is in the life support zone? Can it have a magnetic presence without spin or does it require a hot core.

A couple of the questions I asked myself while wondering if we could bring an ice berg from Pluto or Eros to give water to Mars. O course, I was wondering how we could Terra-Form Mars without having plants to act on the atmosphere, given the thin Oxy level there, what can the plants exchange to create more.

The other question was who is going to “Own” the planet if a mixed crew lands there and plants a flag. The treaties for anarchical haven’t been totally un-successful, but nothing of monetary value has been discovered other than fish.

Ah, no. It’s not De-Café.


From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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