The Air Exhibit: Science Fiction

The air tank in the zoo is not quite as generous as it could be, and so I am crowded in with birds and a monkey (who sometimes grabs the birds, just to be nasty, to the horror of the minnow schools) and three goats (who I actually quite like), as well as my designated female partner, who laughed when she saw me. She's been an anthropologist for roughly 40 years, is old enough to be my mother's older sister, and volunteered for this gig because she wanted to see what the aliens found interesting--and she needed a little nest egg for retirement. Somebody's going to need to explain the sexual attractiveness age range to the aliens if they want to have a better air exhibit, but it's not going to be me. Besides, she's fantastic company. Easy to get along with, has a million stories, and helps me keep my perspective on being permanently shut into something the size of my apartment.

Inspiration: A picture of a zoo aquarium.
Story Potential: Low.
Notes: Eh.

Skullcaps: Science Fiction

It's quite hard to stand out, these days. Some go the reverse, shroud themselves almost like dark age Muslims with their hijabs, or they wear the full length robes of the Catholic popes of those times, full of gold embroidery and white, but still so shrouding that everyone inevitably wonders what's underneath them. Others go for minimalism, reducing their limbs down to the necessity for life support (zero), shrinking the torso as much as possible, and deskulling themselves so you can see the dance of neurons across their brains. Or so they say. Really, you just see whatever their programing replaced it with. Some of them have pretty nice conceptual ones, although the tweener with rainbows and unicorns shooting across her skull cap made me want to vomit. Sure, it's all reversible, but what kind of genetic precursor lets their successor do that?


Inspiration: Google tutu -> http://www.wired.com/rawfile/2012/04/hairy-man-in-tutu-raises-money-for-breast-cancer/
Story Potential: Low.
Notes: Setting, I guess.