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"
Saturday, May 02, 2009
The Beginning of the End
This reminds me of a really bad science fiction movie (seriously, you could have dropped this into the middle of one bad SF movie in particular): a town will fight a cricket invasion with music.
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