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I Work On A Starship: On The Far Edge: Captain Mitch And His Spirit
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On The Far Edge: Captain Mitch And His Spirit. This's not my authorial voice but one from the other side of the line, a kind of gossip reporter for an Edger news site. It was just 1900, 22nd December, Greenwich. Like most ships, stations and planets with cycles too far from the human norm, Smitty's kept strictly to Greenwich Mean Time, or as close as they could. These days, with the phase-rotation ansible and modern computational horsepower, that's close as anyone could want. That pile of patches! It was...
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I Work On A Starship: Adventures In History
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All just totally marvy for everyone but me, anyway. We get days off. No, we don't shut the ship down for the weekend ("Everybody hold your breath, now! But you get a couple days from every seven and generally as a set. The Chief works a more-random schedule, the better to keep us on our toes; as it happened, he and I had both been off for the previous couple of days. As long as you're enjoying that, here's some more fun for you," he said. "You're off to blow into a tube! That's new. Do they think I m...
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I Work On A Starship: Frothup: The Halloween Bot
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Frothup: The Halloween Bot. It came lurching and clanking down the road, trailing a thin streamer of smoke in the twilight, two heavy feet scuffing aside the red, brown and yellow-gold fallen leaves along the street-side edge pale-mauve line that delineated the pedestrian, bicycle and small/slow autonomous vehicle lane from the main road. You've gotta see this. Tell Quinnie, too.". A vague male rumbling from the house replied. No, Dad, you'd have to see it," adding, "Quick! He took a step and the thing, ...
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I Work On A Starship: Sim
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Suddenly, the main display picked up a red border and a new track appeared in the same shade, much too close, coming sunward in at a shallow angle just off our track and much, much more slowly—. Alarms sounded and Star Pilot Jennifer "Sunny" Grimm said, "Shit! In a tone of voice very unlike her usual calm pilot-chant. Starship Lupine was fixing to do a Casey Jones. I heard a distinct click as Sunny whacked the emergency-avoid button at top-center of her Jump. Take Hold, Take Hold, Jump in ten. CP Randall...
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I Work On A Starship: Introduction to Sim
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Or even that Caribbean island nobody remembers? Those guys, they probably know. The guy at the flea market, with the rack of smudgily-printed flyers warning of the Roman Occupation Government, giving tips on burying guns in your backyard (do they sprout? Fretting over flying-saucer overlords, commie Russian plots and the dangers of fluoridated vaccinations? He probably knows and doesn't even realize he knows amid all the other noise. With me so far? A massive "exploratory recon/carrier" turned freight-an...
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I Work On A Starship: What Color Is The Sky On Your Planet?
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What Color Is The Sky On Your Planet? You'd about think it would have to be blue. At least, it would be anyplace you could breathe the air. Well, not. "True most of the time" is not equal to "True all the time.". Were this anyone else's blog, the title'd point to some nice example of contra-survival behavior; but as you know, I work on a starship[1]. No accounting for taste and after all, I. What if it doesn't work? I key the gate (plain chain-link, we should invent things we can buy from Tractor Supply?
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I Work On A Starship: Fragment
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Once the Edgers realized they hadn't fled far enough and Earth wasn't willing to let them be, the University of Ryall, until then an otherwise struggling institution that by chance had an excellent 'Drive physics program, was cultivated as a major research institution by grants directly from the Federation of Concerned Spacemen (the shadowy Edger non-government) and its various military contractors, most notably "General" Filiaggi's Mil/Space. She never made eye contact. "I was,. III A Gap In Space.
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I Work On A Starship: 0900: Planetfall, Linden/Lyndon
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0900: Planetfall, Linden/Lyndon. Actually, 1000, but I'm chronically slow, especially when I don't want to be. Time to take a break from the dry facts they never told you about, scribbled down while I waited for the good folks at the annoying-tests department of Lupine. S clinic to finish up whatever they were doing, lunch most likely. Linden/Lyndon is success, too. Of a sort. Possibly too much so. Things are a little unsettled down at Star City. S message; Handsome Dave did the original install seven ye...
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I Work On A Starship: Frothup: Christmas
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The topic came up at lunch — a working lunch, in Ben's office at the machine shop. I don't know, Raub," Ben Jones told his co-worker and sometimes accomplice in holiday surprises for the neighborhood children. "Most of the older kids are already skeptical of Santa Claus, or they think they're too sophisticated. If we just put the robot we used at Halloween into a red suit, they're just going to laugh at it.". Jackson suddenly found himself awake. Had he heard something? There was a little scrape and a su...
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I Work On A Starship: The Stardrive: A Photo-Essay
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The Stardrive: A Photo-Essay. Here's what a stardrive field "generator" (so-called in the popular press) looks like when it is (almost) ready to get to work. Coolant hoses have not yet been connected, retention rail and outer door are still off:. Pretty kewl, hey? The primary cavity, wrapped around the phantasmatron, is under the big cylinder and just above the fat electromagnet. The thing we found in it after a recent ugly failure is shown at left, not so far off actual size. I Work On A Starship. In re...
