Part
1: Opice Loose in the Science Lab
Planetarium,
porcupine, plasma lamp, light prison. Many "P" things to play
with.
Part
2: "Houston, you have a problem!"
Space
suit, space helmet, spacecraft, space walk, space-case. Once again Opice
proves he's a Luna(r)tic.
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Monkey found rocket engines outside the museum. The fence is to keep people from getting too close to them. Opice is told not to touch them. "I'm not touching; I'm sitting." He insists there's a difference. I ask what his tail's doing, then? "What tail? Do you see a tail?" No, I don't, and it worries me cuz it's as quick to grab things as his mitts are. |
Opice tells us that this is a genuine AeroJet Propulsion Division, "Except regular people call it rocket science.
"You see the parts?" he asks. "That top piece is the muffler. They get brown and rusty just like under cars. I see a lot of them looking like that being low to the ground like I'm built.
"Under the muffler is the photon cannon so you can shoot backwards when the aliens are sneaking up on you."
I raise my hand to ask what the insulated pipes are for.
At first he doesn't call on me. But I am the only person standing there listening to him.
"Umm, that would be the air conditioning. It gets very hot here in summer."
"Here we are at Houston Mission Control."
A little girl questions why there are no scientists running it.
"They're on another mission."
"What mission?" she asks.
Monkey looks at the big clock on the wall behind him before answering, "That would be lunch, I think."
Monkey leads me to the 3D moon map mock-up. "This summer we're going on vacation to the moon." You mean after school gets out? "You know I don't go to school." I don't bother arguing that's not the only place he's not going. |
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He's in there! Can you see him? Unfortunately
the space helmet isn't designed with Monkey in mind, altho one could
say, 'One size fits all.' Roll your mouse cursor over the foto to get a closer look. Can you see his beady black eyes? |
That's better. Monkey is suited up and ready for SPAAAAaaaace. And the suit is almost the proper size. "Look at me! I'm a Cosmonut!" |
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(Don't look
now but, |
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"The best thing about being on the moon is the low gravity. I only weigh one-sixth as much here as I do at home. "If I weigh 167 grams (0.167 kg) here where we measure everything scientifically, what's my weight back on earth?" (Monkey has hidden the answer under his picture. Use your cursor to find it.) |
