Today marks Vomit Day in honor of the Iron Cog recipient. Twenty-four pilots embarked from Fort Summer in search of ice cream molecules and whatever else we felt like doing. The ride to Luna Toscanini's was marked by intermittent silence as RadioboxB was suffering from some loose wiring. The pilots did their best to fill in the gaps with lots of cheering and bell-ringing. A bit of ice cream for all and some re-wiring magic from Rotwang and we were on our way again. Snarly expertly navigated us to an empty lot where two derbies took place. Pilots successfully avoided a large area of broken glass just waiting to give us all plasma casing failures. Snarly took the first derby, and it may have earned him his Flying Ace (data is still being retrieved). PainBunny won the second derby after Snarly and Nameless/Muon (both riding BRC Water) went out in a spectaular crash. After fixing a minor mechanical on GoJo, the fleet set out to the Charlestown System in search of a super-fun playground. We arrived and got to business playing right away. Much sliding, tag playing, bouncing, running, and grooving commenced. Rotwang did a really dumb thing and piloted GIJane down the steel slippery slide. Fortunately, he made it OK and medibag was not needed. After all the pilots had fulfilled their happiness quotients, we began our return to the fort, stopping briefly at the LunaStore24 in Charlestown. There we were hassled by some stupidly drunk food, one of which attempted to push several pilots off their ships as we were leaving. We made a quick exit and escaped with no further incident. A bit more leisurely riding brought us back to the fort safe and sound. Much fun was had by all.