O hai. Did I want you for something?
Posted on 03/24/2020 9:36:36 AM PDT by Rebelbase
Sleep well ‘Face. :)
I made the mistake of opening the door for some fresh air and the pollens attacked, so I’m going to bed and hope the allergies give me some breathing room.
‘Nite all!
Try local honey. I switched from 2 cuppas of joe in the morning to just 1 and then tea with local honey. Seems to help. Local bees = enzymes to deal with local flora, or so I'm told.
Good afternoon! :)
Attractive!
Ah fresh air!
Pollen, “There they are! Get them!”
Anywhere in my area that has local honey is currently closed.
LOL
“HV Albatross, this is Sessa Station control, you are clear to depart for Tanhauser station. How copy?”
Captain Jeremy Johns twitched his right ear at the notification as he reconfirmed the checklist on his pad.
“Copy that Sessa Control. HV Albatross cleared to depart. See you on the H lanes.”
Some minor banter came back, but his mind was already elsewhere.
Albatross was an extended endurance shuttle of Sireenian design, her normal range of travel was roughly 500 lightyears mainly due to the smaller power system onboard.
He mused about refitting the old girl with a compact intergalactic core as the increased power would shorten travel times.
And on this run, speed was the prime and only factor.
“Green lights across the board, Captain.” comm officer Daniel Drummond reported from his station.
“Good to go in engineering.” George D’Cour, solid engineer and a decent rabbit.
He’d worked miracles on Albatross, poured literal sweat, tears, and blood into her with long shifts and brilliant solutions.
“Copy that, everyone to your travel stations.”
Those not currently on duty made sure their safety gear was engaged, those on duty went to their designated workstations.
“Sessa Station, Albatross entering N-space on your signal.”
This would be a routine five minute run to deliver dry goods to Tanhauser.
Local time was 0858.
The n-space drive flickered to life down in engineering, George watching over it like a mother hen.
For a few seconds, everything sounded and looked normal.
“Master caution on drive control, aborting jump!” what followed was a violent yaw to the left.
Anyone not belted in was thrown in the opposite direction.
Multiple system failure alerts came in, the sound of the drive changed from the cheery high pitched hum to an angry deep growl.
Across the galactic plane, n-space sensors registered the distinct signature of a drive failure.
To one individual it came in as an audible sound, a sputtering tremelo hiss followed by a deep boom.
But he sensed something else as well.
HV Albatross, on fire and in danger of complete loss of control, was sitting sideways in the n-space slipstream.
Helm was fighting the turn impulse that they swore was coming from elsewhere outside the ship.
In engineering, George D’Cour was attempting to override the drive.
Albatross exited n-space within close proximity to a cratered planetoid, the helmsman rapidly attempted to right the vessel and avoid collision with anything.
“Engineering, what do we still have?”
“Basic thrusters, whatever happened is still ongoing. I’m chasing faults and fires down here, sir.”
“Understood. Anyone not immediately required or not already in it, head to the lifeboat section and don your EVA suits.”
A burst of thrusters forced the vessel to limp to a higher orbit away from the uninhabitable planetoid.
“Sir, sensors indicate an inhabited planet nearby.” Daniel was holding a gauze pad to his forehead, blood staining the fur on his cheek.
And then on the viewscreen, they saw it rising above the limb of..
“Earth. Of all the places to somehow end up. Engineering, can we get out of here?”
“No can do, sir. At least, not at the moment.”
Their current orbit and debris trail behind was heading straight for the hauntingly beautiful planet before them.
Eerily, all comm stations were silent.
“Well, with what systems we have left, I can say that they aren’t aiming anything at us yet.”
“Engineering, you have whatever time between now and atmosphere contact to get something up enough to get us at least away from,” Jeremy paused a second as he stared at the blue marble ahead, “Earth.”
“Excuse me captain, but did you say Earth?”
“Correct.”
Profanity came back.
“Bolloxing impossible! That was well over two thousand light years away from our run! Albie could never make that jump, especially that quickly. What in” George was cut off by more sparks and failures of various equipment.
Are you diving down this little rabbit hole, perchance?
We can locate any point in a coordinate system by using pairs of numbers.
In 2D geometry we need 2 numbers, and in 3D geometry we need 3 numbers to express a point.
Most probably many people don't know beyond 3D how to express a point.
If we want to express a point in 4 or 5 or higher dimensional space, what can we do? A quadruple of numbers
2
4
3
1
(2,4,3,1), for example, is used to represent a point in a 4 dimensional space, and the same goes for higher dimensions. Thus we can represent
n
n-tuple of numbers in an
n
n-dimensional space. Mathematically, there are many rules and properties of vector in these kind of space, which we'll discuss in this wiki.
But we should keep in mind that it is impossible till now to geometrically visualize any tuple of numbers out of 3 dimensional space.
The only rabbit hole for rabbits to go down.
Oh I see, Rabbits...
Got you.
Should have recognised the name: Jeremy.
Rabbits all the way down.
Don’t worry, the Aussies end up with them eventually.
Thankfully they don’t go all Emu War on them.
That explains all of the feral Rabbits in Australia!
Always wondered where they came from.
Rabbits: The visible manifestation of the “Lords of the Wormholes”
Some of you may find this interesting.
The history of our modern coinage.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=jRDOmgJyznI
*Geek alert!*
And there will be more.
There is always a rabbit.
There is always a gate.
Thanks. I lived in the desert for 30 years, and my body got used to the pollens there. However, 120 miles NE, there is a whole new set to get used to and this is only my second spring.
There is a mulberry tree in my front yard... UNNGH!
The guy who does the repairs and maintenance on my Tracker is also a beekeeper, so I think when I visit him today, I will will get some of his honey. Thank you so much for the suggestion!
O hai. Did I want you for something?
Mai aies in camouflage with my loverly hairs. Mai irresistible me.
Good morning.
The Package Bunneh has left SLC. Next stop, nobody knows!
I dreamed of spinning wool last night, and it indicates “a serious new attachment on the horizon.” BWAHAHAHA!!!
So the shower has been had, and in a few minutes, I’ll start my letter to Charlie. When Walgreen’s opens, I need to go get my prescriptions. I’ll also text The Tracker Guy and see if he has pints of honey. I can’t afford the quarts, and the pints tip the edge of the limit, but if it helps my allergies, it’s worth it.
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