Sunday, April 27, 2008

Postage Paid

Space 1999 is back, but different. Maybe. This is going to turn out well, or be really awful. Maybe both. Sure is heavy on the heart-wrenching strains of inspiring theme music.

Ah, back to the days of sitting in a MiG21 and inside the dish of the largest steerable radio telescope in the world. Projectile vomiting too. Different day though. Good times, that. Ah, in soviet russia space finds you.

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