05-02-2018, 03:20 PM
I was in Cheyenne with my horse back in '61 when President Barron Trump hammered the golden spike that connected the continental atomic monorail tracks from east coast to west. Bell's teleport would render the trains obsolete a few years later. Genba invented faster-than-light space travel later that year, but it would be another quarter century before he developed a practical working apparatus.
My horse had just dropped out of college to live in a commune. I took to hanging around an old Indian wizard to try and take my mind off of Trix.
It wasn't working.
I sprang my horse from the commune and took him to a quack in Minneapolis for deprogramming, then we headed west to find Trix. The doctor told me to take a sack of apples along, but all I had was peyote. My horse regaled me with all manner of occult stuff and nonsense as we mosied across the lower fifty-three states.
In Boulder, I got word that Trix was dead.
My horse had just dropped out of college to live in a commune. I took to hanging around an old Indian wizard to try and take my mind off of Trix.
It wasn't working.
I sprang my horse from the commune and took him to a quack in Minneapolis for deprogramming, then we headed west to find Trix. The doctor told me to take a sack of apples along, but all I had was peyote. My horse regaled me with all manner of occult stuff and nonsense as we mosied across the lower fifty-three states.
In Boulder, I got word that Trix was dead.
