The radio station. One of the best places to be in the morning. The view of the twilight sky over the desert is amazing. Your fellow host/hostess sits beside you and you flick on the little "ON AIR" sign. You open up the morning with the usual radio show intro. about 3/4 of an hour later, you see a plane pass over the horizon and drop a cylindrical object. Immediately knowing what it is and accepting what is about to happen, you tell your co-host to pull out 2 cassettes labeled OVER1 and OVER2. You bring the microphone closer. "It is now 5:47 AM on this beautiful desert sunrise, but that light is not the sun." You signal to your co-host, "This is your favorite host," "and hostess," she blurts in, "saying goodbye with a bang and one of my favorites to go out to. Hope you enjoyed the show."

You turn off your microphone and the cassettes start playing. You only hear the opening guitar for the Ink Spots' "It's All Over" before your life is swept away by the nuclear flame.

Jesus, that almost made me cry.

So now the boys are back at their house, so that means expect uploads to be back on time.