There’s not much that needs to be done this afternoon, and even if there were, they wouldn’t feel much like doing it. Chris lays on the couch playing Angry Birds: Star Wars and Dan stares out his window and screams at green pigs.
It is horrific. The kind of mess you don’t usually see outside of carnival bathrooms, except there’s slightly less blood and bone.
When Chris accidentally runs over the foot of the lead in the youth production of the Nutcracker, he’s forced to fill in so that the kids can put on their show. Fortunately, Dan once worked for the Royal Ballet of Flanders in Antwerp, so he can help Chris train. Dan worked in IT for the Royal Ballet, but you pick up a lot just being there.
I probably shouldn’t write these hungry. Fuck it. I’m getting a taco. Listen to this episode.
Space is big. Space is very, very big. There’s not a lot out there either. The chances of Chris & Dan finding anything, or even having a place to stand is pretty slim. They’re pretty much dead in space thousands of light years away from home and any other humans. It’s tragic.