Why, that would be me of course. Before spending the day scraping and painting the front porch, I wrote down the schedule for today’s passes of the space station. My coffee breaks included ducking into the AB9NZ studio of radio art, and calling the space station for the five or six minute window when the ship was ten or more degrees above the horizon. About 1729 central time Colonel Doug Wheelock answered my call. “A B 9 N ZED, WE’VE GOT YOU LOUD AND CLEAR ABOARD THE SPACE STATION“. Wow! I returned with “THANK YOU, GODSPEED YOU COOL SPACEMAN“. I can’t help but wonder, is there any place in the universe that is safe from my powerful radio waves?
- 1,358 hits