THE NULL SOLUTION = Episode 67

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THE NULL SOLUTION = Episode 67

…I want to ride to the ridge where the West commences
and gaze at the moon till I lose my senses…

— It has been pretty quiet in the neighborhood, both the Milky Way and the King Ranch spread – each 200 x 200 square {parsecs and miles respectively} each. No UFOs, no Lorgan, no problem.

The same approx. area as the country of Andorra {tucked in the Pyrenees}, King Ranch acreage is much easier to patrol than the parsecs of space. Even the most adventurous steer will not exceed the boundaries of barbed wire, streams or shotgun toting neighbor, whereas the Space Colony 1 pioneers, disappeared into the thin air of a controlled NASA situation.

“Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above
Don’t fence me in
Let me ride through the wide open country that I love
Don’t fence me in

Let me be by myself in the evenin’ breeze
And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
Send me off forever but I ask you please
Don’t fence me in

Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle
Underneath the western skies
On my cayuse, let me wander over yonder
Till I see the mountains rise

I want to ride to the ridge where the West commences
And gaze at the moon till I lose my senses
And I can’t look at hobbles and I can’t stand fences
Don’t fence me in

Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies
Don’t fence me in
Let me ride through the wide country that I love
Don’t fence me in.”

Gus is in good voice this morning. He knows the Cole Porter lyrics by heart. It was his anthem back when he was thirteen and feeling his oats.

Mindy is calling to him by the most basic form of communication, “Gus McKinney, get your ass in here right now!” she shouts at the top of her lungs.

Those shouts carry across Waller County, most of which the King, Crippen and McKinney families own. Save the small settlements here and there, which are mostly grouped around the ubiquitous Walmart Megastores.

He skillfully reins his chestnut stallion back around to the house, from where he was headed, which was… oh he forgets.

“I need a shower Sweetie,” admits the wandering wrangler.

Unpretentious and a good mother, his wife requires some alone time as well – which does not include riding a horse to the back-back-back forty.


THE NULL SOLUTION

Episode 67


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #290

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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #290

…  “Do you know someone that those beggars kidnapped?” Newt is catching on to the thrust of their visit…

Alien Abduction by Tom Shropshire

Alien Abduction by Tom Shropshire

The “Newt” interview was getting stranger by the minute. Little creatures, foreign metals, and a businessman of all things; every one of them probably aboard that identical craft Lyn and Bob saw on that fateful day in 1947.

“Things are starting to add up, aren’t they?” Bob Ford is astonished at what he is hearing.

“Not only are they adding up, I think they are multiplying exponentially. No matter what spin you put on it, these creatures were in the business of snatching people and animals off the planet, for God knows what reason. I wonder how long that poor man in the blue suit was gone from his family. Damn, Bob, what right do they have to pilfer people’s lives? Look what they did to Sara, stealing part of her mind… and a kidney? What is that? It’s sick, that’s what it is.”

  “Do you know someone that those beggars kidnapped?” Newt is catching on to the thrust of their visit.

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Alien Abduction Art by Jeffrey S. Westover

“That’s right, Newt, we have a friend who they had for six years. She could have been on that ship when it went down. She must have outlived her usefulness to them.” Carolyn Hanes had not taken the time to let her bitterness surface, but now that the facts are lining up, there is no reason to hold back.

“If they was so damned smart, what made them crash?” Newt wonders.

“I don’t know what brought them down, but it is a fitting end.” Lyn concludes.

“Could be that city slicker done got fed up with them messin’ with him and grabbed the steering wheel.”

“Not out of the realm of possibility, Mr. Swakhammer.” Ford knows that something bad had to happen to a space craft that had to have traveled millions of miles to reach Earth. It was time to see some pieces of history. “May we see those souvenirs of yours?”

Can y’all ride a horse?”

Bob looks at Lyn, whose dress is not exactly suited for a western-style saddle. “Can’t you drive us?”

“Not where I got that stuff, guy. Newt Swakhammer ain’t no one’s fool!”

“What do you mean, fool?”roswell debris

“I never knows when those army guys will show up and I figure they must enough of their own goodies, ain’t gonna have mine! Got it hid good.”

“Well, then let’s get going, but make sure you give me a tame horse,” requests the ever game Florida gal.

“Ol’ Flossy will give you a good ride, Miss and you best wear this.” He hands her a Stetson that looked like it had been hanging on that fence post since the days of Santa Anna and the Alamo. “Say, do you mind if Bart there goes with us? He’ll drive the jeep, in case we need a fast getaway.” He points to what appears to be a hired hand, who has been eyeing their single engine plane. “He ain’t never seen one close up.”

“We will give him a plane ride when we get back.”

Hoo doggies! Do you hear that Bart, they will take us flyin’?! Saddle up Flossy and three others; we’re headed for Fer Piece!”


Alpha Omega M.D.

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Episode #290


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