New Crossing Bifrost up:

http://comics.cavaliercavalry.com/crossingbifrost.htm

New Cavalier Life up:

http://comics.cavaliercavalry.com/life.htm

I don’t know what it is about science classes or science fiction, good science fiction, or the change of weather that gets me thinking about these things. I just know that today I felt young. Four billion years young. I choose that number because we don’t know how far or fast the universe has expanded, the light from the edge hasn’t reached us yet, slow thing that it is. So I pull from my hat the age of this place, colliquially known as ‘the third rock from the sun’.

It’s stirring, don’t you think, that maybe just as little as 15 billion years ago we were all jam-packed into one crazy little ball. Maybe it was too much. Maybe it was physics. Maybe it was (a) God(s). Maybe it was that joke I told. But whatever the reason, we all left. Everything that is or was, once was there, one big happy family that found it had to strike out and expand.

But not all of us decided to leave one another. As particles coalessed, they came to form bodies such as stars, nebulae, galaxies. Each one a piece of that original puzzle, unable and unwilling to seperate themselves from each other. Ionic forces, hydrogen bonds, gravity… all a part of a cosmic courtship and a continual family reunion.

Finally, some of those particles came together 4 billion years ago and began spinning in a whirlpool from here to Neptune. Sorry Pluto, you’re a Kupier guy now. Some of our friends stayed farther out, a lot of them did. Even more had to get to the hot spot in the center, always social climbers. But enough of them stayed around in a particular spot that coincidentally just happens to be one AU from the star, howaboutthat?

Oh, the particles form and reform. Shapes may change, and we’re added to and lost. Some of us has been cosmic radiation, ferns in Africa, water in the Pacific, maybe some of us have even been lucky enough to have had a part in a dinosaur (or two if one was hungry.)

But think about it. Just. Think. About. It. For the most part… by and large… the basic blocks of you, me, and anyone you meet on Any Given Day is made up of the same particles, the same matter, the same starstuff that’s been travelling together since The Beginning Of Time.

It’s been a hell of a (approximatly) 15 billion years, hasn’t it?

I’m not enjoying the weather right now. It’s not that I don’t love rain, I do, but being on the leading edge of the system, the pressure changes are rapid and are beating the crap out of me. My arthritis is flaring something fierce and my lower legs are cramping so hard I wake up in the night screaming as my muscles try to contract to the point where I can fit into a size eight shoebox. Pow.

That said, I’m now reading a bunch of stuff to try to get caught up with my work in PoliSci. I’m a little ahead in Mexico, and don’t give a shit about “astronomy” which isn’t “astronomy”, it’s high school physics with a thin veneer of space stuff.

My work computer is telling me I have to update, right the hell now. See you on the flipside.

MONDAY! MONDAY! MONDAY!

The periphery gets little ink, but yet there’s fans of every faction, no matter how small and insignificant it is compared to the might of the Lyran Commonwealth, but I digress. Still, rumor has it that these small proto nations have their own wars, their own fights, their own problems, and it’s not fair that I over look them despite that most of them would fit into that huge couch Katherine bought because it matched her shoes. Find out how you can tell Periphery Freind from Periphery Foe in MINIATURE RULES

http://battletech.cavaliercavalry.com/mrules.htm

Miniature Rules: For Sale to Best Offer over $50,000.

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We also announce the RETURN OF BREADBOX: http://comics.cavaliercavalry.com/breadbox.htm

The World Champion PITTSBURGH STEELERS! WOO!

MONDAY! MONDAY! MONDAY!

Much like Ben Roth… Roeti… lemme read my jersey…

Roethlisberger? Really? That’s a name? And we thought “Favre” was odd. Ok.

Much like Ben Roethlisberger, the Word of Blake has been on the run in Miniature Rules. Luckily for the Word, they’ve hit on a cunning plan to slow their pursuit that doesn’t involve Antonio Lopez de Santa Anna – type tactics or weapontry. Unfortunatly, it might still be ineffective, depending if PETA gets involved. All today, in MINIATURE RULES!

http://battletech.cavaliercavalry.com/mrules.htm

Miniature Rules: It’s easier to spell than most Quarterback’s last names. I keep wanting to add a “Q” to “Brady” somewhere…

And the Big Game One-off: