halyk.the.red

A man stumbles into a kitchen, bouncing against the fridge, knocking most of the magnets and art to the ground. He throws open the door, and pulls out a silver can. He cracks the lid and a spray of foam dashes against the blinds over the sink. He wanders a few steps and kicks the fridge door closed, while halfway draining the can in one draft. A young boy is eating cereal at the counter, dressed for school.

“Dad, are you seriously this drunk this early? This is exactly why mom doesn’t come home anymore.”

“It’s 5 o’clock somewhere!”

The boy grips his spoon hard enough to bend it in one hand, as he eyes a shattered clock slumped against the wall in the corner, it’s bent arms forever indicating a time when the fragile peace of a household became just as fractured.

“Not anymore, dad.”

The wisdom of the ancients have told us, time and again, that society can only truly improve when people plant trees without regard to ever enjoy the shade of their spreading boughs.

RF is still RF, the only difference between what they’re shooting into the water to detect subs and what you’re shooting into your hot pockets is output power and frequency. It’s still radio detection and ranging, just at a frequency not typically used for it. Microwave frequencies are used for what one would consider to be typical radar applications, while extremely low frequency would be better suited for communications.

It’d be a real hoot if Owl Boy stepped on me tho