Honeymooners in
Space
Universe 13,
Planet 44
44th Chapter of
the Stellar Bus
“Hello, Cellular here, and Cellular
there, Solar Cellular everywhere. Welcome all you beyond Atomic Cellular
organisms, organizations, and organs of the Cellular Nations. Welcome to your well padded and somewhat and
someone’s trip to Atomic Solar Substations.
You Carbons I hear. Your Nitro
grins fair there.
“I am your Space Bus Driver, and
Cellar Repellant, Ralph Kramden.
“I enjoy picking up from your planet
of Radioactive Mineral which I am told
is inhabited and inhibitioned by several human sized Geological Specimens, you
visiting elements, you Uraniums, Thoriums,
and several Potassiums. Come aboard and
undergo radioactive decay. I provide no
delay of processing emits, ionized
radiations, Alpha, Beta, and Grammatically
Common examples include nice looking and neighborhood Uraninite, Autunite, and
I see even Torbernite.
“Please come on board using my Event
Risings. We will be going to such a fine black hole. Some call this the ‘point of
no return.’ Heck my grandmatational
pull is so intensive that nothing, not even light, can escape. Ride up and join
us on our Accretion Disk. What matters
is our gas, dust, and even stars that we will get close by to a black
hole. Your buddies can
pull you into a swirling disk called an Accreditations Risk. The master of
our acceptance heats up due to friction and can emit Interstellar Radiation,
making many flacked holes sometimes time changing as bright objects against the
universe’s darkness.
“My company, ergo spherically called
the Omnibus Diverter operators who will act like we enjoy working for, with,
width, and from the United Field Hyperbolics fleet of mass transportational
devices. We keep rotating black holes into
an ergo sphere, across various regions outside the event horizons where
space-time is dragged around the black hole, making it impossible to stand
still.
“No broken living spaces will be noticed,
or be noviced, due to Edward Norton, who
wants me to call him ‘Engine’s Piston’,
in case he thinks, as his thoughts are stinking. That’s what he does. Speaking of doves and dugs and doubts, rounding
out our various vacuous orbits, my differing versions of friends and relatives
here we have Ed’s wife, Trixie, and mine, Alice, I alike.
“Welcome aboard.”
From this boarding planet, which is similar
to Ralph’s parents’ Jupiter and Saturn, a lot of what atoms make up living man sized
cells, living organisms; only a small selection of the inhabitants, four of
which are carbon (C), hydrogen (H), nitrogen (N), and oxygen (O)—make up 96.5%
of the admitted colonies.
As the gaseous paid riders entered
and comforted into the various transporting seats and rooms, Ralph explained to
Ed that some black holes that are surrounded by an even horizon, including a
boundary marking the point of no return, is their looked for target horizon, that
can accretion a disk, with its swirling
disk of gas and various dusts that has been pulled in by the black hole's
gravity. Such as the case of this rotating
black hole, which is ahead of us. “See
there! There's also an ergo sphere, a region where
it's impossible to stand still in time and atomic size due to that black hole's
rotation.”
Ed replied, "Oh, that sounded
like when you sold an iron to my mother."
While Ed was responding to their boarding of tranportationers after many people
humorously misinterpreted those leading targets of various outside planets going
to microscopic, under the view of human’s to the punchline, about running out
of landing spaces.
"I told you so." Was the
common phrase Trixie used when Ed listens to the inevitably lies, of Ralph's verbalizations.
That first landing ticket stated Thorium,
with its atomic number 90. The bus approached a landing strip composed of
90 protons and 142 neutrons. There was posted no political posters, such as
neutral atoms with their 90 electrons distributed a holy cross of energy
levels, followed with those masses of electron configurations [Rn]7s²6d². These
electrons occupy specific orbitals (s, p, d, and f) within those energy levels.
Specifically, the outermost electrons reside in the 6d and 7s orbitals.
Ed then told a Cellular Water
Molecule customer, "If my wife Trixie is looking in, such as when I come
home, she keeps saying, 'I told you so,' I'm gonna star belt you right in the
mouth!"
Ed's threat
during a comet lighting accompanied by
playful dynamite and Trixie's rejections.
The busload travelled and landed within
some atom range the size of a few tenths
of a nanometer to several nanometers across. More than 10 million hydrogen
atoms will now visit carrying crosses on
the heads of their pins. Alice sure thinks atoms have the basic constitutions
of molecules, cells, humans, and planets. The Honeymooner’s bus now contained
about a billion billion billion (10^27), and Ralph’s bosses claim they are
paying atom visitors.
Ralph googled his eyes and yelled, “Hooolllddd
it! Wait a minute! WAIT A MINUTE! WHAT THINGS ARE GOING ON MY BUS HERE?”
That caused Alice to reply, “Nothing,
Ralph. Space Carriers were just taught to carry these space biscottis.”
Trixie added, “Right, Ralph. Stellar
Nucleosynthesis are just teaching us to use the mass experiencing
of an exceptionally high rate of star formation.”
Ralph grunted, “Ohhhhhhh, Complex
Carbon Atoms just keep teaching us to do the molecular evolution. Oh ho ho!
That puts a cosmic light on everything. For a microscopic there, when I radioactively
waved in there, I didn't know what you were glowin'. Now I know, Carbon was
teaching you the moon in space. That makes a world of difference! FULLERENE
OUT! OUT!”
And a passenger workings cell and
the molecule that deprives him said, “But, Mr. Kramden, it's fun!”
Which caused Ralph to point out, “And
YOU, at YOUR stage, should be ASHAMED of yourself! When massive stars reach the end of their
lives, they explode in powerful events called supernovae.”
And Ed Norton snickered, “Hello,
Mrs. Kramden. It's nice of you to supernova us. My, what a beautiful planet you
made appear! By the way – Cosmic Burials, anyone?”
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