Journal Entry 193 / 0695 I stretched out in the fading summer sunlight of Pandora, enjoying the evening rays as they faded towards sunset.Journal Entry 193 / 0695 I stretched out in the fading summer sunlight of Pandora, enjoying the evening rays as they faded towards sunset. Back on Pendor, night would be falling just as fast over the Castle. It's one of the reasons this little island is ours- it's exactly concurrent with the day/night cycle as it occurs over Shardik Castle. Despite Pin's slow pace towards its eventual disappearing act over the horizon, it was still beastly hot, and I decided to get something to drink. Being the nice guy that I am, I loudly announced, "I'm going to the shack to get a drink. Anybody else want something?" Much to my regret, I was immediately beseiged by over a dozen requests from an equal number of people for a bewildering array of beverages. "Hey, I don't do mixed drinks," I pointed out jokingly, but none of the orders changed. Desperate, I jammed all the audio into biocybe RAM and let my personal computer back at the Castle take the load. "Dave," I said to the clouds, "sort this mess." Sometimes I wonder about how I use all the cutting-edge technology I've got my hands on. Teleporters as water hoses, t-static fields as food preservation hardware, and biocybe as a waiter's ticket. |