Zathras Warn, but No One Listen to Zathras by Coreopsis Major Bloden Melen, a dodecahedron
January 27th, 2008 11:48 AM / Location: 28.597390,-95.97958How do you get lost in time when you don't have a timeship? Time is all around. One of the best places to observe time at work is at the shore. Matagorda Peninsula is a particularly excellent example. Three of us, with time on our hands and a set of wheels, set out to watch time at work. We had varied histories; John had never been there, PGJ had been there many times, and I had been there once before, an outing in August 2003 remembered for its excellent seashells and the baby crustaceans who sloshed under the edges of my swimsuit when I jumped in the Gulf, and itched like blazes against my skin. (And I was already itching from having shelled fresh-off-the-boat shrimp without gloves the night before: I don't get along with chitin.)
Now it was winter, but wandering the beach in the cold in a coat was far more comfy than brushing itty bitty crabs out of my suit. That embarrassing aside over, let's get to the evidence of time we saw all around us.
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Awesome, thank you for telling us your guess! I was thinking some kind of float or tank but I had no idea forwhat. (Though there are a lot of oil rigs offshore around there I think?)
I wonder if Matagorda is on a rift of some sort-- it seems like the kind of place to be.
It's clearly the epaulette from a dreadbot flung backwards at least four hundred years. From the look of it, a Wyeth-Hyundai 9950 (the E or G series, probably). Whoever slung that tow cable around the front probably got a nasty shock--those epaulettes were wrongly criticized and have been phased out in favor of newer, more nimble units that also lack some of this "baroque ornamentation." But in its day, the WH9950's shoulders could draw in a couple thousand watts from just about any radiant source and could absorb 1000 ergs/cm from anything smaller than a cruiser. Just like one of our present-day capacitors, they could hold those charges for a long time, too. I'd guess the idiot salvage operator who did that spot welded his teeth together, or worse.
Also, excellent work.
I'm about to leave a coast, haven't yet; and somehow this has made me pre-nostalgic. Excellent.
My guess on the mystery object is that it was the pontoon for a floating pier (the kind to which boats might moor, hence needing to rise and fall with the tide), detached by a storm and drifted there. Or, perhaps more logically, it fell through from a rift to the future, part of an as yet un-invented melancholy machine.