The Corduroy Mtn. Zach Mayhem Chronicles (Ch. 2) Adam Robinson We had spent years looking at the moon so naturally we were excited at the prospect of going there. But our pilots were concerned about escaping the atmosphere in the right angle, so they took to their calculations. I did not want an egghead pilot so I said I would do it. I would do it, just put me in the right chair and buckle up. Budgetary restaints made this feasible. I burned a lot of gas but they don't call me Zach Mayhem for nothing and before long we arrived at the moon. Next thing you know the advance patrol was pulling out compasses and maps and wearing lab coats, and I didn't want no eggheads for advance patrol so I said I would do it. But the aliens of fear! they said. I do not care, I said, just put a bazooka in my hands and point me in the General's direction. It was me who rigged up the bio dome and when the plumbing goes kaput I'm the one who breaches the outer hatch to fix it. Lord knows I don't want no brainy plumbers but we've got to stay comfortable, and when it comes time for a little R and R I work hard so I play hard because I'm the doctor and the chef of this loony outpost, too. previous | next Added to The Corduroy Mtn. on January the Twenty Ninth in the year Two Thousand and Nine.