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brainy science team were unhappy and bored, so be it. In fact, I would consider our mission a complete success if we were able to return to Earth safely, without a single dangerous or interesting thing happening. Semper Taedium could be our motto: 'Always Boredom'. I'd be happy with that.
“Joe?” “Yes?” “Here’s a quote I read once, from a smart monkey: 'it is better to remain silent and be thought an idiot, than to speak and remove all doubt'.” “Oh, that’s hilarious, you shithead.”
"Crap. All right, can you do me a favor, and stop calling us monkeys anyway?" "But monkey is such a funny word, Joe." "Granted-" "Monkey monkey monkey monkey monkey monkey monkey monkey monkey monkey monkey monkey monkey monkey-" "Stop it!"
He was going to regret saying that. We all were.
This sort of foreshadowing is the thing I hated about Crichton's Andromeda Strain, an otherwise excellent book.
What you experienced. the ship seeming to blink in and out of existence, actually happened. Every time the ship was destroyed in transit, the universe hit the reset button and restored us to existence. Because it had to."
"That guy on TV has at least has a knife. I'm starting with only a paper clip, and I'm rebuilding a gosh-darn starship."
Universal Paperclips :D
Until Smythe mentioned it, I hadn't even considered our team's lack of live fire experience with Zingers to be anything to worry about. That's where Smythe's greater experience and training showed, against my own. He considered anything that could go wrong, I'd only thought of things likely to go wrong. That was one difference with elite soldiers; they left almost nothing to chance.
Or my balls.
Math don't lie, bro.
