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[eureka-bell.livejournal.com]

Long and meaningful discussions have taken place on the subject of ham.

Yes, ham. Ham and its place in the diet of a growing krakenbaby.

Fortunately, there was plenty of ham in the farmhouse kitchen. But in a post-apocolyptic world, who's to say how long the ham will last? There are the number of pigs to think about, as well as whether a sustainable population can be re-established, and storage (a fridge here, but who's to say whether electricity has survived elsewhere?), and a host of other things.

Well, this is the point... one of the points... one of the many points at which Stephen's motto is: experiment!

A sausage is being dangled curiously into the murky water.

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[black-rackham.livejournal.com]

"More advanced that any physics in my time. No physicist would dream of speculating into the nature of ... holes in space."

[eureka-bell.livejournal.com]

Steve goes ooh. Because of meeting people from different eras. In the name of Science!

"What time is that?"

[black-rackham.livejournal.com]

"25000 AZ, 1700 A12." Beat. "You may not be familiar with that system of timekeeping. The last person I met here wasn't."

[eureka-bell.livejournal.com]

"No," he admits. "Why two different dates? Is there not a widely-accepted point to start recording time from in your world?"

[black-rackham.livejournal.com]

"Some people count from the first aurora and others from the last." Shrug. "It's easier to just use both."

[eureka-bell.livejournal.com]

"I'm assuming an aurora isn't a regular thing for you? It is where I come from."

[black-rackham.livejournal.com]

"If it was, we'd be in trouble."

[eureka-bell.livejournal.com]

Joe gets an over-the-kraken look and a 'how so?' sort of noise. They combine to say: this is interesting! Please extrapolate!