“Superman or Batman?”

I didn’t get the job, but I gave the right answer.

It appears to be the thing to do to post pictures of one’s workspace, so I thought I’d post one of mine that I’d forgotten I’d taken. Noticeable are my trusty spyglass with which to spot approaching rovers, a dice bag, the latest Frank Leslie’s Illustrated, a telegraph for sending dispatches, a lantern that glows if there is an attack from Mars (only activated once), the invisible-candle candlestick, a broken-off handle from the mysterious unopenable sea chest found in the Cache Room, a telegram from Dr. Fassbinder (his last), a wooden box full of memento cobwebs and broken typewriter keys (missing the letter Y), and a pencil.

Or … it might be a photo I took at the B&O Railroad Museum.

… because one of these days I’d like to own the deed to an Ectothermic Geophasic Disintegration Ray Gun.

Photo by ACF

I suppose if I lived in a place where I could see the sun set over the ocean every day I would get used to it, become jaded and cease to notice it anymore …

… but I doubt it.