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May You Live in Interesting Times. I am told that was an ancient Chinese curse, if it is then I am truly cursed.
Clan Stuart by birth, Fighter Jock by choice, Scientist from my genes and Alchiban by sheer dumb luck. I got grabbed from a nice cushy desk job to Pilot a Pursuit Cruiser of all things to stop the Hamilton Expedition. Bad luck for the Goonies, the Chief Gun for the Good Guys was my Cousin Andy. The Military Force than can stand in front of Cuz and Big Sis has yet to be found! Now I have four jobs to make my life a sheer joy. I actually have a wife who may be as good a Fighter Jock as I am, I am Father to three sets of twins which are going to drive us both insane, I am Commander Alchibah Aerospace Wing and just for shits and giggles I kept Pursuit Squadron for myself. I managed to put Jai Benjamin over Assault Squadron as we grow into the Rank structure Andy started so long ago. If I have any spare time Dr.'s Hibbs and Chandler and I are still playing our games with the Laws of Physics. Andy and I have a great business going with Booze and precision machine tools. We even have the odd boat race or two for diversion. Plus, I have a Deep Space War to fight on the other side of a wormhole I discovered. For a cause that we all believe in. JoAnn is pissed because only one of us can be in Space at a time because of the kids. Damn, can a Fighter Jock ask for a better life? If so, what? Copyright (C) 2006, 2007, 2008 by Jeff Soyer. All rights reserved. |