|My ACME WayBack Time Travelling Machine picked up at a great price from a kid named Napoleon|
News is slow with the ending of the summer camp season at the Space Centers (CMSEC and Discovery). Slow news weeks gives me an opportunity to use my ACME WayBack Time Travelling Machine. I'm just back from a quick, painless hop back to June 13, 2000.
Below is my report on our third overnight camp for the 2000 summer season taken from the old YahooGroup. Allen Stewart, and Ryan Davis are mentioned along with updates on the Galileo, Voyager, Magellan, and Falcon.
This is part of the ongoing series of reprints of old posts from the Space Center's original blog which ran from March 2000 to 2008 when The Troubadour launched.
June 13, 2000
OV3 just ended and this is my final report. By the way, the reason i'm doing these reports is to have some kind of history of the Space Center. Up to this point there has been no written history of the Center or of the people that have worked here. These postings will provide the basis of a future history of the Center to go with the School's history section in the library plus also give you the chance to keep updated on happenings.
The flight got off to a very late start. Traffic problems from SLC for several of the group. Other than that pretty normal. Highlights of the flight:
1. This was the maiden flight for the Galileo summer story "Maximus". The Galileo team reports success except for all the staff that kept coming around the Galileo snooping to see how things were going. I had to issue a decree that anyone that disturbed the Galileo in flight should be bound and gagged and left in the damp cold fallout shelter of the school to become rat's meat. As for the reviews...... excellent. We have another winner. The only simulators left to do new missions are the Voyager and the Odyssey. Both sims debut their new missions on Thursday for the 48 hour camp.
2. Sleep. Aw sleep. This was in short supply for yours truly on this mission. Every 45 minutes or so one of our campers would disturb my sleep by stating his great need for the toilet. When questioned about why so ofter he replied, "I'm looking for my Captain." I wondered why he thought his captain would be hanging out in the toilets at 3:00 A.M. but upon questioning I realized I was dealing with a sleepwalker - the nightmare of the Space Center! Almost as bad as vomitteers. After the 4th time of being woken up by a body standing next to me and wandering out into the halls, I decided to follow and "wake" the child up. I found him in the toilet standing there still insisting he was looking for his captain. I asked him what was wrong. He said that there was a problem with his sleeping bag. Everytime he got in it he would get these headaches. He rubbed his temples as he spoke. I backed up a little. "Very bad headaches," he insisted as he gazed around with bloodshot eyes.
Another sleep issue are the cheap cots I purchased trying to save a little $$$. They squeak so loudly, the kids get tired of being woken up and end up on the floor instead. Another of life's lessons I failed to learn: "You get what you pay for!"
Poor Ryan Davis was on such a cot sleeping with the boys in room 17. He thinks he got a total of 45 minutes sleep. Things got better after he plopped onto the floor. Looking around for a pad, he noticed some of the boys weren't using their pillows. This gave him an idea that allowed for a fairly comfortable remainder of the evening.
3. The Magellan told its new story for the second time. They also scored well but the staff were disappointed in the weak cheer the crew gave at the end of the mission when the rescue ship arrived to save their bacon.
4. The Voyager had nothing unusual to report except to say that the kids enjoyed Allan's pointed Romulan ears.
5. The Falcon had an interesting occurrence. Tuesday A.M. one of their patrons was found to be a vomitteer. He deposited his breakfast in the dome's accessway. Ah, the smell of fresh vomit to bring fond memories of overnight camps.
In closing, let me mention the new hole in the Magellan's wall made by a volunteer who lost his footing. Ah well, what should you expect from a starbase that can handle the impact of many torpedoes but not the head of one of our elite volunteers? I say load him in a torpedo and launch. That skull should be able to penetrate any surface!
All the best my friends.