Friday March 20, 2009
Book 11: Massively Parallel
Part I: High Olympus Command


Narrator:Six hours later. . .
Captain Tagon:They're getting restless again. Tell me you've found work.
Thurl:Yeah, but I had to cast the net pretty wide. We'll have to split up to make enough money.
Captain Tagon:Odd jobs?
Thurl:Really odd. Like this one, "undercover security for the Barsoom Circus."
Schlock:Pick me! Pickmepickme pickmeeee!
Thurl:Stupid thin bulkheads. . .