First a personal anecdote:
After moving to NYC, I started imagining quite idly (as is my wont) how I would have felt if the moving van had careened off a bridge and exploded with all our personal belongings. Sure, we'd get compensated in the form of insurance money, but what about irreplaceable items? I asked Sara at the time what she'd be the most upset about losing. As she thought about it, I offered mine.
"Galaxy Revolt," I said.
"What the hell is that?"
"My science-fiction novel I wrote when I was eleven."
"Oh. I was going to say our wedding album."
Heh heh. Right. Wedding album. Of course! I mean, I was going to say that next.
So breathe a sigh of relief, me hearties, that the moving van didn't explode in a giant fireball of GALAXY REVOLT-consuming dimensions. We're ALL winners now!!
And what do we win? Uh..... a bunch of guys making a big solar ball. And how big will this solar ball be?
"I don't know I big as we can make it with these five guns." said Craig incoherently.
Here's a picture of five guns so those at home won't get confused.
But what's this? Rex the robot confesses that firing a gun is beyond his capabilities. But upon threat of being melted down, Rex slowly removes his robot tampon and learns how to fire a gun. This heartwarming tale brought to you by the GRA (Galaxy Rifle Association).
Next week: A huge solar ball is made! Rex is melted down anyway! Everyone cheers!