Work continues on reducing the gaps between the two clam shells. I have to fix the bodylines at the rear of the ship too. The more I look at this, the more it looks like the top piece either flattened as it cooled or flattened as it was pulled out of the mold. I probably have 16 hours into fixing this and I am not there yet. I've got the gaps looking pretty good though. Now, I need to finish fixing the misalignments at the rear. All that, I have nothing new to show you. So, here is some food for thought:
For me, there are probably two segments in the POTAs movie that will always make me ponder. It is the very beginning, and the very ending. I kind of like the beginning. It makes me ponder on what traveling at light speed might be like.
And that completes my final report until we reach touchdown. We're now on full automatic in the hands of the computer. (Is that you Hal? I don't want any MONKEY business out of you.)
I've tucked my crew in for the long sleep (One to a dirt nap), I'll be joining them soon. In less than an hour we'll finish our sixth month out of cape Kennedy. Six months in deep space by our time, that is.
According to Dr. Hasslein's theory of time, in a vehicle traveling nearly the speed of light, the Earth has aged nearly 700 years since we left. While we've aged hardly at all.
Heh. Maybe so. This much is probably true. The men who sent us on this journey are long since dead and gone. You who are reading me now are a different breed. I hope a better one. I leave the 20th century with no regrets.
One more thing... if anybody is listening that is. Nothing scientific, it's purely personal. But seen from out here... everything seems different. Time bends, space is boundless. It squashes a mans ego.
I feel lonely.