Merry Christmas Ooliters.
I just put a pumpkin pie in the ovn. Recipe says bake for 45-50 min.
hmm what could I do for 45- 50 minutes to pass the time...
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Twas the night before Christmoos
Twas the night before Christmoos and all through the Mk III
Not a creature was stirring not even a flea
The stockings were hung by the exhaust port with care,
In hopes that St Nicholoos soon would be there.
The crew were nestled all snug in their bunks,
dreaming visions of loans without any monks.
Copilot in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just set auto-dock for a long winter’s nap.
When out from the aft, there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bunk to see what was the matter.
Away to the console, I dashed and I flew,
Checked the radar and hit the F2.
The sun on the breast of the asteriods-micro
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer.
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.
More rapid than Fer Des his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!
"Now Boa! now, Python! now, Adder, Sidewinder!
On, Gecko! On, Moray!, on Cobra and Viper!
To the top of the rock! to the top of the Mall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"
As splinters that before a jump drive do fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the ship-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of Toys, and St Nicholoos too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Out the exhaust St Nicholoos came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur(1t), from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of Toys(luxuries) he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.
His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like Reorte roses, his nose like a Bemaera cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.(Narcotics!)
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, through the exhaust he flew!
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmoos to all, and to all a good-night!"
Not a creature was stirring not even a flea
The stockings were hung by the exhaust port with care,
In hopes that St Nicholoos soon would be there.
The crew were nestled all snug in their bunks,
dreaming visions of loans without any monks.
Copilot in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just set auto-dock for a long winter’s nap.
When out from the aft, there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bunk to see what was the matter.
Away to the console, I dashed and I flew,
Checked the radar and hit the F2.
The sun on the breast of the asteriods-micro
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer.
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.
More rapid than Fer Des his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!
"Now Boa! now, Python! now, Adder, Sidewinder!
On, Gecko! On, Moray!, on Cobra and Viper!
To the top of the rock! to the top of the Mall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"
As splinters that before a jump drive do fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the ship-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of Toys, and St Nicholoos too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Out the exhaust St Nicholoos came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur(1t), from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of Toys(luxuries) he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.
His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like Reorte roses, his nose like a Bemaera cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.(Narcotics!)
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, through the exhaust he flew!
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmoos to all, and to all a good-night!"
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Merry Christmas Everybody!
@Chrisfs - love the Ode!
@Chrisfs - love the Ode!
Oolite Life is now revealed hereSelezen wrote:Apparently I was having a DaddyHoggy moment.
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Merry Christmas & Happy New Year from -24°C Joensuu, Finland!
...and keep it under lightspeed!
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Far Arm ships Z-ships Baakili Far Trader Tin of SPAM
And soon Happy New Year!
Good tidings we bring for you and your king...
Now, if only we could all get a figgy pudding!
Good tidings we bring for you and your king...
Now, if only we could all get a figgy pudding!
Hey, free OXPs: farsun v1.05 & tty v0.5! :0)