WANTED
a rag-tag collection of young supergeniuses to assist me in my ultimate goal of paraterraforming a small section of Mars as a pirate utopia, a new year's eve party to live in every day, stocked with brilliance and laughter. renaissance men and women of unimaginable wit and grace, only ye need apply. please have at least twenty basic skills (high school, tv/vcr repair... or you can get your degree in business management or accounting!).
please list favorite piece of writing, experience with nuclear technology, and level of gardening expertise on your application. please leave in the form of a comment.
archetypes sought are included but not fully encompassed in drunken, multilingual poet, sarcastic and wacky physicist, mothering figure with a talent for political intrigue, master chef and mathematician, beautiful computer specialist that speaks Russian, joyful leader with a penchant for animals, and a lion-tamer with a degree in medicine. everyone has to have a great sense of humor, know how to make a decent breakfast for the crew, and work a quadratic equation.
thank you, and i'll see you in space.
a rag-tag collection of young supergeniuses to assist me in my ultimate goal of paraterraforming a small section of Mars as a pirate utopia, a new year's eve party to live in every day, stocked with brilliance and laughter. renaissance men and women of unimaginable wit and grace, only ye need apply. please have at least twenty basic skills (high school, tv/vcr repair... or you can get your degree in business management or accounting!).
please list favorite piece of writing, experience with nuclear technology, and level of gardening expertise on your application. please leave in the form of a comment.
archetypes sought are included but not fully encompassed in drunken, multilingual poet, sarcastic and wacky physicist, mothering figure with a talent for political intrigue, master chef and mathematician, beautiful computer specialist that speaks Russian, joyful leader with a penchant for animals, and a lion-tamer with a degree in medicine. everyone has to have a great sense of humor, know how to make a decent breakfast for the crew, and work a quadratic equation.
thank you, and i'll see you in space.
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After further consideration I'm withdrawing my application, what's with the bureacracy? I'll be the stowaway you can count on finding just before you reach the red planet.
I'm often in a drunken state, and when drunk, I'm most certainly multilingual. I love combining chemicals and I often do that by simply smashing test tubes into each other.
I'm constantly mothering over this damn rabbit of mine. Oh, I'll love him and pet him until the day he dies. RIP sweet rabbit.
I'm not a master chef, but I fish and am excellent at baiting hooks. I guess that makes me a master...oh forget it. I know that 1 + 1 is closely approximated to equal 2.
I'm not a beautiful computer specialist that speaks Russian, but I have a bookmark for those Russian mail order brides. However, I AM a pensive leader who's joyful with animals. Eww.
Finally, I can single handedly apply BandAids in less than five seconds, which is just as good as any fancy shmancy medical degree, and I can make Tang. Tang is the breakfast that keeps on giving.