Crumby’s Telescope Tomfoolery Notes - Camelopardalis or Camelopardus, or the Giraffe or the King’s Camel Leopard
But I’m weary Crumby. I want to go to the Ample Bosoms.
Noper. I need to stay up, so you need to stay up too, Lleu Llaw. Your steady hand may come in handy, anon. Imagine, if you eschew the Ample Bosoms for a while longer, anon, an old fat man, naked except that he is painted up the color of a rainbow, with some chicken or emu feathers also painted up, glued hither and yon about his otherwise naked person, shall come faunching merrily across the sky.
No he won’t.
Well, maybe not. Maybe the King’s Camel Leopard won’t show. But a strange beast of one sort or another, may show up, with a fierce long tongue, several cubits long.
Yawn. All righty then, Crumby. What’s the long tongue for?
Plucking treats from on high, Lleu Llaw, and also for grooming between the toes and other sensitive spots. The long tongue of this particular beast is 100% prehensile. Look! See where Luciferetta is grazing over yonder. If Luciferetta was the beast we are considering, she could extend her tongue all the way over here to your location and use her tongue to get that plum out of your shirt pocket. Then she would make of her tongue a simple machine, an inclined plane in fact, and that plum would roll onward toward her maw, cubit after cubit it would roll along until finally at long last it reached that slurping maw and find itself smackingly enjoyed. Then that great tongue would seize upon the stone of the plum and fling it, sling like, with such velocity that should it be flung our way, we should have to rely on our ever alert, wide-awake wits to evade that plum stone, speeding our way like a bullet or comet, whichever.
Yawn.
Hark, Lleu Llaw! The noble Sun God Trainee, Perseus, has cleared the barn roof. It won’t be long now before this strange beast that keeps the Crippled Charioteer company that follows along after Perseus makes its presence known to the twain of us. Have I explained to you Lleu Llaw, that Perseus, and Cepheus also, are two syllable names? That makes me wonder if perhaps the name, Cletus, is not actually spelled, Cleteus. What do you make of that Lleu Llaw?
Snore.
Apparently, and despite all my efforts, Lleu Llaw sits supine upon the Ample Bosoms after all. Er. Luciferetta. Come on over hither Luciferetta. That’s a good cow. See Lleu Llaw there. He’s asleep. Give him a good lick or two on the noggin. He’s salty. Then you can have his plum.
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Boring technical stuff. One, Beta and 11/12 are nice. Two, three and seven were all impossible last night, although three showed a bow tie. I reckon that 12th mag companion of two was just too dim to show in the glare. I may try again tonight, Goddess Willing, and this time I’ll use alternative gear, orthos. . Also, Cygnus is in a real nice spot early, for the nonce. I need to look at the Blinking Planetary again. Cloudy curtain was at 2:30 AM. Now here's some advice, that's always good advice. Never sniff your fingers at the supper table when someone is watching you.
Noper. I need to stay up, so you need to stay up too, Lleu Llaw. Your steady hand may come in handy, anon. Imagine, if you eschew the Ample Bosoms for a while longer, anon, an old fat man, naked except that he is painted up the color of a rainbow, with some chicken or emu feathers also painted up, glued hither and yon about his otherwise naked person, shall come faunching merrily across the sky.
No he won’t.
Well, maybe not. Maybe the King’s Camel Leopard won’t show. But a strange beast of one sort or another, may show up, with a fierce long tongue, several cubits long.
Yawn. All righty then, Crumby. What’s the long tongue for?
Plucking treats from on high, Lleu Llaw, and also for grooming between the toes and other sensitive spots. The long tongue of this particular beast is 100% prehensile. Look! See where Luciferetta is grazing over yonder. If Luciferetta was the beast we are considering, she could extend her tongue all the way over here to your location and use her tongue to get that plum out of your shirt pocket. Then she would make of her tongue a simple machine, an inclined plane in fact, and that plum would roll onward toward her maw, cubit after cubit it would roll along until finally at long last it reached that slurping maw and find itself smackingly enjoyed. Then that great tongue would seize upon the stone of the plum and fling it, sling like, with such velocity that should it be flung our way, we should have to rely on our ever alert, wide-awake wits to evade that plum stone, speeding our way like a bullet or comet, whichever.
Yawn.
Hark, Lleu Llaw! The noble Sun God Trainee, Perseus, has cleared the barn roof. It won’t be long now before this strange beast that keeps the Crippled Charioteer company that follows along after Perseus makes its presence known to the twain of us. Have I explained to you Lleu Llaw, that Perseus, and Cepheus also, are two syllable names? That makes me wonder if perhaps the name, Cletus, is not actually spelled, Cleteus. What do you make of that Lleu Llaw?
Snore.
Apparently, and despite all my efforts, Lleu Llaw sits supine upon the Ample Bosoms after all. Er. Luciferetta. Come on over hither Luciferetta. That’s a good cow. See Lleu Llaw there. He’s asleep. Give him a good lick or two on the noggin. He’s salty. Then you can have his plum.
_____
Boring technical stuff. One, Beta and 11/12 are nice. Two, three and seven were all impossible last night, although three showed a bow tie. I reckon that 12th mag companion of two was just too dim to show in the glare. I may try again tonight, Goddess Willing, and this time I’ll use alternative gear, orthos. . Also, Cygnus is in a real nice spot early, for the nonce. I need to look at the Blinking Planetary again. Cloudy curtain was at 2:30 AM. Now here's some advice, that's always good advice. Never sniff your fingers at the supper table when someone is watching you.
posted by ray pistrum at Saturday, September 30, 2006
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