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the first day we explored the jack on blondes just to make sure. There
was a higher proportion of obsidian to grass here, but that was the only
difference. On the second and third days I erected myself this shack of
moonwood, with the help of five crew members. We oudfitted it from the
ship. We carried out the little red computer that I use for writing this
journal, four of the Nautilus machines, eighteen cases of wine and, from
the ship,s garden, an array of hydroponics. I have my Eames chair, a mattress,
my books and a very serious voice-activated recorder for recording the
song of ghe Belson grass. A lot of food, a lot of whiskey, the drug synthesizer,
seeds and hydroponics. I am relatively happy now. My stateroom aboard
the Isabel was not much bigger than my bathroom at the jack on blondes;
it barely held my narrow bed, my Eames chair and a small desk. Above the
desk was a narrow bookshelft, and to the rigth of it a hatchway that led
into my private head.
DOWNLOAD FULL MOVIES AT JACK ON BLONDES Whatever Chinese had designed the head had placed things of of the jack on blondes; the clarity of the view was, shortly after I arose in the mornings, breathtaking. Being in spacewarp and at an analogy travel rate of two hundred times the speed of light did not affect it. I sat on the can in the mornings and watched the starry universe. There was a kind of anteroom to the stateroom, and it was much larger. The Chinese had used it as a captain's mess and boardroom for staff meetings. Since I either ate with the crew or with one guest in my stateroom and since there were no staff meetings, that room was the ship's gym. During my long sleep I had been carried from my bed dialy, worked out and returned; I had had the gym installed next door to simplify that maneuver. There were five jack on blondes machines in there; after I was wakened I would work out for an hour each morning and then shower back in my head. |