Friday January 28, 2005
Book 6: Resident Mad Scientist — Part IV: Old Habits Die Hard


ENNESBY: We can hide.  The galaxy is a big place.

KEVYN: Hide and wait.

GEN. TAGON: For how long, boy?  These enemies you've made sound like the patient types.

KEVYN: I don't know.  Months?  Years?

ENNESBY: That sounds really boring.

NARRATOR: Boring, yes.  But it's pretty easy from the Narrator's standpoint.

"And the years flew like a dream."

Or maybe "The days sped by like teenage drivers."

Ooh!  I've got it!

"Time passed like Friday night's beer on Saturday morning"