Vomit Day!!! Hooray!! We found rats, precious gold, and there was
boogieing and stuff and things.




In detail:
We took off with high morale after a bit of beautious delay because of
a crak radiation attack. We avoided davis square with great aplomb,
and headed for the the galleria system, and over yonder river…we
danced, and unearthed the poor imitations of the phooka dance, and
rediscovered the olde worlde dance of the prospectors of 1842
california…. Kinda like an appalacian lepreachaun… but it must be seen
to believed. Dillweed broke his foot, but he said it was ok, and
there is still some question about that.





We took to the ramps and the alleys, and Bonnie and Clyde broke a
pedal, a wrench was shoved through the crank and prayers were
answered for a little while, as we sought out the alleys of Boston,
narrow trecherous and stinky, and wet, with the sluge of goodness
knows what, we cruised -- looping back and forth, hither and yon.





Beelines were made for the Reflecting pool, and the great blackhole
drew us into infinite amounts of fun, and derbies, and one amazing
field repair with Ktron and Mars.





Thrice we derbied. Many pilots who never derby, did. We found joy in
decreasing the area of play as more pilots met their doom.





We rode 1 blocks to the 7-11 luna and were well received by the food
that took our money… they even gave us a trash bucket, and rode one
the choppers though I'm certain that he didn't get the memo about the
coaster brake. But morale was high. Way high. Then there was the
Electric slide, and much more dancing… wonderful dancing with snacks,
french bread cut by frenchy, and groove.




And remember when the enterprise crasheshed, and then there was lots
of geekery because im taking crappy dictation, and oh my god. Skunk
totally crashed into samurai, and totally went boom, and we all
worried about radio box… bit it was fine… oh, skunk was ok too. Then
we rode home and we got points for dancing, rat sightings in the
alley, and strength medals were awarded for eatting hot peppers.





Missions like these remind us how things are good, and why we work so
hard for them.


Exon

Pilot	Ship	Points	Promotion
Appleseed	Compliance	395.056	Lieutenant
dillweed	100Hz	121.903	Petty Officer 3rd Class
Dreamer	Bonnie & Clyde	404.283	Master Chief Petty Officer
Fleet Admiral Skunk	Cloudbuster	463.172	Rear Admiral, Upper Half
FlyBoy	Summer	1950.96	Lieutenant Commander
Frenchy	El Guapo	244.854	Chief Petty Officer
Grimlocke	Darkendank	159.691	Petty Officer 1st Class
Hapto	Basquiat	739.7	Lieutenant Commander
Iscariot	Sloth	355.789	Ensign
ktron	Redemption	308.369	Master Chief Petty Officer
Mars	Visa	840.895	Captain
MeatballMulligan	Annihilation	329.647	Chief Petty Officer
MegaSeth	SIH	188.533	Petty Officer 1st Class
moose	LokiDucker	276.446	Ensign
MsMoon	Star Hustler (Bombardier)	122.78	Aviator First Class
Nosepicker	Catastrophe	402.744	Captain
Onath	Delirium	427.482	Chief Petty Officer
Phooka	HollyGoGoLightly	445.663	Ensign
Pinky	Spooky Pirate	480.299	Chief Petty Officer
Rubbish	Chastity	432.785	Senior Chief Petty Officer
Samurai	Heartbreaker	383.443	Lieutenant, Junior Grade
SecretChief	Famine	280.677	Chief Petty Officer
Spooky	Skylab	325.54	Lieutenant, Junior Grade
Sweetums	Dr. Love	558.536	Chief Petty Officer
Threespeed	Star Hustler	187.799	Rear Admiral, Upper Half
vomit	JanBrady	442.109	Ensign

Mission Task	Pilot
Filmer	Pinky
Navigator	vomit
Tool Bag	FlyBoy