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Before the game…
Kickstarter Update #2
Good afternoon, buoys and gulls!
Today is an important day here at Project Xceed Xpectations. We’ve decided, while finishing the details on our business plan, to introduce you to the project itself.
First of all, let’s give it a name, shall we? Here ya go!:
All Sols Day
All Sols Day is an Internet-based serial story, in the format of sitcom-meets-reality TV, about life on Mars, mixing cartoon-style graphics with live footage of the first landing, exploration and settlement of Mars.
The Kickstarter campaign will offer you different levels of participation:
- an email/text message “thank you”
- a simple postcard
- a variety of bumper/notebook stickers
- a cutout construction paper book with main characters
- autographs by the key players on a poster
- a DVD of the first season
- your very own kit including electronic components for building a duplicate of the spaceship, landing craft, exploration vehicle(s) and habitation modules
Those are all some of the preliminary “thanks” levels we have proposed to our Creative Arts department for completion within a reasonable waiting time by you, our patient contributors and supporters.
We’ve asked the producers and crew if any of them would be willing to travel to your home, office or event for a public speaking engagement as part of a high-donation “thanks” participation level. We’re working on the legal details at this time.
We’re also in negotiations with a replica construction company to make a vehicle that could “launch” your child and land your child on a simulated Martian surface where your child could explore and set up a habitation module during a two-week period, but the cost — hundreds of thousands of dollars — would be hard to justify without knowing there’s full interest by at least a few parents willing to fund a Mars Exploration Camp for kids.
Well, there you have it! Are you excited yet?
Our friends in the space business have asked us to make this project a success, putting into the minds of the people that Mars settlement is a given fact because we know there will be setbacks along the way and want them fully onboard with the good, the bad and the ugly future.
You or your child may one day be part of the real Mars exploration team. Today is the day to find out how you can make that dream a reality!
Interiour of Huntsville-Madison County Public Library
One-toothed window
Happy window
Athens architecture
Strange Daze
Today, I let my eyes wander over to websites I rarely find interesting only to find them interesting, including this “poster” at rare.us:
Which pushed my thoughts on to other mass media outlets and their statistical anomalies, including the Saturday Night Live “Five Timers Club“:
Is there a pattern here worth analysing or simply pointing out and laughing toward?
If George W. Bush’s image can be rehabilitated, then anything is possible, n’est pas?
Surrounding the barn with farmhands after the horses have escaped…
The problem, Guinevere found, was deciding whether she was in a game or whether she was the game.
That’s the problem.
But then what about her status as a muse?
Hadn’t she posed for a set of photographs?
Those are the questions.
Who was the artist who would make her as permanent a fixture in history as any muse before?
What is art?
Are the men who bombed a marketplace considered artists?
What about the huge explosion in West, Texas? Is that art?
Were the designers of the atomic bomb that flattened Hiroshima artists?
Is surburban sprawl art?
A mud puddle covered with a sheen of oil has artistic lines, does it not, even if the oil will kill the bird soaked to death in oil’s gooey grip.
Guinevere looked up at the Martian sky once more.
She checked her internal calendar, verifying that the 4th of May was not that far off.
Then what?
Why did she keep comparing her days on Mars to an Earth-based calendar?
Hadn’t she left all that behind?
Decades ago, by Earth standards.
Guinevere kicked one boot against another and leapt into the air, arching over the outpost, heading out to a hillside, a secluded place of meditation, a luxury that she shared with a few, a xeriscaped garden of peace and quiet, away from the hustle and bustle of the colony.
What does it take to be a muse these days?
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