Yes, I remember the gist......
The eminent professor speaks:
Welcome to my lecture on Space. I'm going to tell you how we can make money out of it.
Here in Australia we have let ourselves get behind in Space. In the 1960s we sent up a rocket ship, here is a photograph. Yes, it looks like Rocket, the talking rocket character made famous by Mr Squiggle, I agree. We sent up several satellites that looked like toasters too. And I bet you thought all satellites were round.
After that we sent up our very own spaceman Andy Thomas, but by a circuitous route. That was because he ascended from the USA. Before him, we sent up another even less famous person whose name was Jeremy.
Since then Australia has remained on the outer, but the big players are interested in us for three reasons. Because we are here, fair and bare. Wait, it is supposed to rhyme. Maybe it was bare, fair and there.
Next we have a slide of a satellite dish and some greenery. Looking into the greenery is a woman in blue pants and a green top. What is she doing there?
Stop! Stop! No! I did not say any of this!
Oh dear, now I have upset the professor.
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Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Space Room and Cheese
What happened to me at the end of that? asked Pliny the Elder.
At the end of what? I asked.
At the end of your post yesterday, said Pliny. You began by speaking to me and finished up having a conversation with Li Feng, a conversation that should have formed the middle part of the story. By rights, I should have had the last word.
Why?
It would have been more satisfying.
To you maybe. What would you have said?
I would have asked, said Pliny, whether your friend understood the joke.
I knew that, I said. That is why I left you out. It would have been a flat sort of ending. And anyway, I had run out of space.
May I ask it now? asked Pliny.
No. We're going to change the subject.
Good, what it is going to be?
What would you like it to be?
Birds.
It's not going to be birds. Let us stretch ourselves. It's going to be about space.
Space? As in..... room?
No space as in Outer Space, but we have run out of room. It will have to be our subject for tomorrow.
Nonsense! There is room. Let us begin on the subject. What do you know about Space?
Well, I went to a lecture on Space last night after which there was champagne and cheese. I had two drinks and ate a lot of cheese. Now, I just need to recall what I learned.
It is unwise to eat too much cheese in the evening.
True, but I learned a lot more than that.
At the end of what? I asked.
At the end of your post yesterday, said Pliny. You began by speaking to me and finished up having a conversation with Li Feng, a conversation that should have formed the middle part of the story. By rights, I should have had the last word.
Why?
It would have been more satisfying.
To you maybe. What would you have said?
I would have asked, said Pliny, whether your friend understood the joke.
I knew that, I said. That is why I left you out. It would have been a flat sort of ending. And anyway, I had run out of space.
May I ask it now? asked Pliny.
No. We're going to change the subject.
Good, what it is going to be?
What would you like it to be?
Birds.
It's not going to be birds. Let us stretch ourselves. It's going to be about space.
Space? As in..... room?
No space as in Outer Space, but we have run out of room. It will have to be our subject for tomorrow.
Nonsense! There is room. Let us begin on the subject. What do you know about Space?
Well, I went to a lecture on Space last night after which there was champagne and cheese. I had two drinks and ate a lot of cheese. Now, I just need to recall what I learned.
It is unwise to eat too much cheese in the evening.
True, but I learned a lot more than that.
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