21.07.2006 - 10:42 p.m.

panda�s you say ? playing scalextric you say ? wearing paper party hats and drinking schnapps you say ? sounds interesting, tell me more about it�.

That was the start of a long evening.

A big shout out to my chemical brother who is blaring it up at Sonica this week, big up yer laser mushroom, psycho loony mashup hero.

Small skiny badgeryratlike things in the distant past have resulted in humans now, on the way they created bonobo chimps, whales and lemurs. Before them ( and well before them ) were every kind of aquatic spiny soft lobster molluscrustacean you could imagine with your large pre-frontal cortex, and for them life was sweet until it all went wrong. Only the most hardass, bruce willis type survivors lived on after the �upset�, a single long-odds occasion that randomly spins the sphere of life. We know they were most hardass sons-of-bitches �cos they made it possible for big fuckin reptiles and dinosaur shit, and they�re scary mofo�s without a doubt. And now here I am, the culmination of three and a half billion years of random evolution ( or the deliberate output of an intelligent designer, but i think i'm way too random to be purposely like this ), at half nine at night, in the uk, thirty degrees, no wind and a bit humid ( not as much as new orleans or the jungle or some hot wet place obviously ) sat on the bed, under the ceiling fan, with windows all over the house wide open, bashing out a d-land entry, naked.

Last week they successfully inflated a scale model of an inflatable hotel some rich person wants to put into orbit, so other rich people can give him money to stay in it and marvel at how rich they are. This sounds like a cunning plan for one rich person to slowly rid the world of other rich people.

Inflatable space hotels, in orbit around a planet surrounded in a debris field from fifty years of low-tech earth science. It's bad enough with the intrasolar micrometeorites, without the adding flying shards of metal slicing their way around the gravity well. And in the middle of all this will travel an inflatable pocket of atmosphere with humans floating in it, like a goldfish bowl hurtling through the atacama desert, marvelling at how far they�ve come, that they can look down on the jewel of the earth, with a glass of Lafite in their hand, and how few people have done this previously, and ohhhh how exclusive they are, I�m sure their friends will be sooooo jealous.

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A few less rich people. But still the inventor will persist and he�ll launch another inflatable hotel, which is better and maybe armoured and it�s all much safer now, and they will return�

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Apparently the space shuttles engine waste ( water mostly ) ends up as pretty night time clouds in polar regions, very pretty too, put on a backdrop of the northern lights, turn on the stereo and throw a party with fly agaric and reindeer piss on the menu.

This is turning out to be a bit spacey, so I�ve added a gif ( on the left ) from the sec website so you can see the weather in space, you�ll need to refresh the page to see it update.