Brains

So tomorrow at work is a potluck and white elephant gift exchange. I think I found the perfect thing. It's a game called "Mmmm Brains" - perfect. I'm also bringing some Jenny cookies - game, set and match.

So...

The port side jets stuttered on intermittently for a few seconds as we moved closer to the shuttle.

No help from that side, no power, no comm signal, and no life signs.

I'm depending on the onboard compsys to get me close without crashing. I cant even count the number of oddities this old pig has - better to trust silicon to maneuvor, not carbon.

I hear a gentle ring as the two hulls touch, followed by the hiss of the docking collar as it seals itself to the dead ship.

Snapping the seals on my own helmet into place, I walk the short distance across the bridge/galley/science station/sleeping quarters to the airlock. Time to pay some bills.