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The Arc of Totality Back in August of 2017, Laura and I decided to pack up the kids and drive our Highlander from our home in Chico up to Oregon to see the total solar Eclipse. I made us camping reservations at a private campground on a small farm, outside of a town called Yachats...right smack dab inside the Arc of Totality! The Arc of Totality. I love saying it. The Arc of Totality. It makes me feel like Carl Sa...
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They call me The Librarian. My "Library" is 500 petabytes of data, collected in the storage facilities of the 48 Mother-ships now sailing across the Milky Way Galaxy, following signals from probes claiming to have located suitable solar systems in which to set up their operations. 5732 years ago on Terra, in the Sol system, there was a species, homo sapiens, that collected things. Eventually they collected everything deemed essential about themselves and their world and coded the information into massive drives to be distri...
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"Ay, chihuahua! This fucking wind!" "Oh, si, Eddie. What would Holbrook be without the wind?" "Uh...peaceful? Calm? Quiet? Pleasant?" Eddie Ochoa and Lena Garcia, on their way home from Holbrook High ("Go Roadrunners!") shuffled down Buffalo Street, the gusts of wind shoving them from behind, nearly knocking them off their feet, filling their eyes with pollen, dust and sand. White cotton was everywhere, a blizzard unleashed by the cottonwood trees, drifting up at curbs and along fences, creating the illusion of snow on a warm, windy spring d...
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