Chubby, brunette Eunice Kinnison sat in a rocker, reading the Sunday papers and listening to the radio. Her husband Ralph lay sprawled upon the davenport, smoking a cigarette and reading the current issue of EXTRAORDINARY STORIES against an unheard background of music. Mentally, he was far from Tellus, flitting in his super-dreadnaught through parsec after parsec of vacuous space. E.E. "Doc" Smith, Triplanetary, Chapter 5: "1941"
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
Guns & Ammo
"All that ammo and they didn't kill a thing. No wonder we lost the Vietnam War."
(Comment made by a parent, watching the debut of The A-Team.)
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