Our Weekend at the Imaginarium

Hello Troops,

I've started a new mission for the Voyager, Odyssey, Phoenix and Galileo.  I'll post more on the mission writing process soon.   I know many of you have mission ideas rattling around in your brains.  I also know many of you seek direction on how to transfer those great ideas into a usable mission at the Space Center.

Patience Padawan.  All will be made clear.....

So, what do we do while we wait for the reopening of the source of all imaginative genius?  We take a stroll through the Imaginarium to see what others are doing to make this world a better, more lovable place.   Got your walking shoes on.  Got your umbrella?

You're right - what rain?

 Follow me........

Why a boring yellow sticky note when a bit of creativity 

and imagination can give us these?

The New Math

Fortuna and her minions are on our doorstep

(as if the Space Center doesn't have enough problems as it is)

Goodbye to a great American hero.

From Tim Burton's back garden.

Frankentater

Again I ask, 

Gray or something more interesting? 

An Imaginarium favorite.

An electrical junction box here in Wonderland near the north entrance of the Imaginarium

Security chief:  "Captain, I'm here on the surface

Voyager Captain:  "What do you see?"

Security Chief:  "The ship's sensors are right.  This planet is Earth like.  I'm standing in a dense forest.  The lack of leaves tells me it must be either Fall or early Winter."

Voyager Captain:  "Are we ready to beam the science team down?"

Security chief:  "All clear for .........wait.  I hear something.  Stand by."  

Static 

Let nature do its job.

Not even rainbows can protect you from the Sith Lord

Kid Cinema.

Can you Name the Films?

The next item to read on my book shelve if the Space Center doesn't open soon!

Help!

And lo and behold, a great darkness spread across the land.  KAOS descended upon the world, inhaling human joy and inspiration as fuel.  Who will protect them now that their champions are gone?

A lesson in evolutionary payback

The Imaginarium Award for brilliant utilization of space on a subway.

If it saves the commuter time then it is good.

The process of creating a video game.

A lesson in government.

That was easy.

The two rules I live by.
Be smart.  Read and follow.

Poor parents, and what do they get in return?

At the Canadian border

The message is clear and concise.

The apparel of choice for everyone's second day of school

A modern Message in the Bottle.

Its off to the Jedi Temple with you.

In a Perfect World

 Creativity:  A 

Imagination: A

Choice of colors:  C

Have a Great Week Troops,

Mr. W.

      

A Giant Loss for Mankind. Neil Armstrong, First Man on the Moon, Dead at 82.

According to NBC News, Neil Armstrong, the first man on the moon, has died at age 82.

He died at 2:45 p.m. on Saturday, suffering complications following his recent cardiac bypass surgery.

On July 20, 1969, Armstrong and his partner Buzz Aldrin made history as the first people to ever walk on the moon. From the New York Times article applauding the achievement:

Two Americans, astronauts of Apollo 11, steered their fragile four-legged lunar module safely and smoothly to the historic landing yesterday at 4:17:40 P.M., Eastern daylight time.

Neil A. Armstrong, the 38-year-old civilian commander, radioed to earth and the mission control room here:

"Houston, Tranquility Base here. The Eagle has landed."

A photo of a smiling Armstrong was captured inside the Lunar Module after he completed his historic moonwalk.

On Saturday, Armstrong's family confirmed his death, and released a statement:

“We are heartbroken to share the news that Neil Armstrong has passed away following complications resulting from cardiovascular procedures.

Neil was our loving husband, father, grandfather, brother and friend.

Neil Armstrong was also a reluctant American hero who always believed he was just doing his job. He served his Nation proudly, as a navy fighter pilot, test pilot, and astronaut. He also found success back home in his native Ohio in business and academia, and became a community leader in Cincinnati.

He remained an advocate of aviation and exploration throughout his life and never lost his boyhood wonder of these pursuits.

As much as Neil cherished his privacy, he always appreciated the expressions of good will from people around the world and from all walks of life.

While we mourn the loss of a very good man, we also celebrate his remarkable life and hope that it serves as an example to young people around the world to work hard to make their dreams come true, to be willing to explore and push the limits, and to selflessly serve a cause greater than themselves.

Staff, Volunteers and Troubadour Readers,
For those who may ask what they can do to honor Neil, we have a simple request. Honor his example of service, accomplishment and modesty, and the next time you walk outside on a clear night and see the moon smiling down at you, think of Neil Armstrong and give him a wink.”

From the Huffington Post

The Gathering at the Master’s Tent

Hello Troubadours

A merry gathering of troubadours was held on Monday last in Master Williamson’s tent. The gathering was called to celebrate a birthday and to bid adieu to those troubadours soon to be leaving.  The Master’s modest tent sits near the large stage closest to the pleasant grove of trees.  This patch of field is our home when not living as nomads, traveling to village and hamlet doing what grand story tellers and entertainers have done since the first man said, “You’ll never guess what happened to me today.” From that time forth, story telling has been the foundation of communication. 

Many of our wise and just troubadours attended the event dressed in their finest silks and linens to serenade Lady Aleta on the occasion of her birthday. Lady Aleta thanked all present, then kindly asked for silence as she respectively boosted of her new book, reminding us of her skill with parchment and quill.

Master Bracken sails to the west. Lady Emily to the East

Let us hope and pray they find their destinations  

 Several of our troubadours will be leaving our fair land for destinations far and wide.  Master Bracken and his good lady will be leaving our company to make a home on the isles of paradise across the great western sea.  The Lady Emily will be leaving camp to sail across the great eastern sea to the lands of Mohammad. Lady Jackie was also present to receive fond farewells.  She will venture south to the city of cedars to further her education.  Absent was Master Zac who was well on his way up the long road to the north lands bordering the Salt Sea.  Master Zac will study in the great university. 

Our troupe gathered around the fire in the cool of the evening to talk and laugh. A gentle breeze bound our senses to the fragrance of pine. At mid evening the company disbanded to their tents. Master Williamson extinguished the fire and lowered the flap to his tent.   He sat at his desk to ponder the road ahead.  The future was clouded.  So much to do as we ready for winter's snow.