Feel Lucky

All those lights let loose in the world. A glimmer and a stopped second...

Flow

The Flow from Bose Collins on Vimeo.

Everything is flowing nicely as we bask in the light of the full moons of Jupiter observing Coriolis cyclones and enjoying the warmth radiating from the core of the planet. Jupiter is a gaseous giant, so the surface is in constant motion and the core of the planet produces its own energy. Some have called Jupiter a "failed star" as it lacks the mass to start thermonuclear fusion, but we can appreciate its strange beauty for just what it is. This is the place for a perfect summer getaway. No throngs of tourists, here floating on the clouds of hydrogen and helium gas. The clouds of ammonia glisten and the music of space enchants. We'll be back soon enough to the Haunted heap. In the mean time, we're chilling in this strange world.

A Little Space Time is in Order

Planning stages have begun for our next round of space exploration. We're setting off for the moons of Jupiter for a better view of the Perseids. The beaches on Io are said to be amazing. The Walla Walla scene is, with its frenetic pace and brutal fashion consciousness, a bit exhausting sometimes. We'll be using the wormhole the next street over but the ticket prices vary depending on one's relative balance of dark matter and electrolytes. Jeez Louise if it isn't getting strange around here, what with the return of the witch and all. There are reports of a strange constellation having appeared in the night sky, but those rumors can't be confirmed because it's reported to appear only to certain people under very peculiar circumstances that may or may not effect the state of the thing being observed. Okay, that probably makes no sense. But every action has a reaction, and the ripples in this pond... well, get ready for a change, Lulu. You'll love the weather in space.

Waking Up

Walla Walla Scene: Santa v. Easter Bunny

You just know something like this is going to end badly. Just goes to show how strange things have gotten in this quiet town since the re-arrival of you-know-who.

A Gross Poem: Hagfish

Such a repulsive animal,
hagfish,
perfectly anti-appetizing,
loathesome in nearly
every way.

Somehow the pure disgustingness of the hagfish seemed to perfect subject for the first ever poem composed for this blog. We do hope you enjoy it, Lulu, as we're having a pool installed in the back yard for your next visit and plan to have it stocked with hagfish for your slimy enjoyment. Do hurry up here to Walla Walla soon, okay?