What better way to relaunch my blog than with a book about another, much bigger launch?
I'm giving away not one but TWO fabulous copies of Catherine Thimmesh's Team Moon, which views the familiar Apollo 11 story through participants' eyes, with firsthand accounts and extremely cool photos.
You want this book. You do. You want it for free especially.
Start ignition sequence ...
FAMOUS FIRST WORDS
Okay, we all know what Neil Armstrong said when he set his boot down on the moon. Or at least we all thought we knew.
So now we're sending people to Mars, maybe. We're sending you, in fact. You open the hatch and leap onto the surface of the Red Planet and say ... What? Honey, I'll be home in time for supper? Hi, Mom?
1. Leave your Famous First Words in the comments section.
2. Two winners will be chosen bya panel of scientistsme: the funniest and the most poignant. So if you're not the snarky type, don't worry. You can win for being earnest and sweet too.
3. Contest closes next Wednesday, Oct. 18. I'll announce the winners on Friday, Oct. 20.
Rules: You must be 18 or over to enter. You must reside on Earth. You can be anonymous or use a screen name, but remember to leave me a real email address in the usual space for it.
That's it!
UPDATE: Fixed the Neil Armstrong link. Sorry 'bout that.
Get me outta here! I wanna go home!
(I'm afraid of space. Truly.)
Posted by: Kelly | October 10, 2006 at 07:50 AM
Where's the library?
Posted by: Carrie K. | October 10, 2006 at 08:09 AM
This one's for Pluto.
Posted by: Susan | October 10, 2006 at 08:31 AM
"Hello Houston, we're gonna need more money--Starbucks is already here and you wouldn't believe what they're charging."
Posted by: Bill | October 10, 2006 at 09:45 AM
Land for Sale -- Cheap. Will subdivide.
Posted by: brettdl | October 10, 2006 at 09:59 AM
The sky is pink.
The rocks are red.
There ain’t no birdies
Overhead.
It’s bare. It’s bleak.
Don’t see no plants…
Or other green
Inhabitants.
It’s desolate.
The air is scant.
Except for me—
No life’s extant.
It’s dusty, dry.
I need a beer.
Houston,
Get me outta here!
Posted by: Elaine M. | October 10, 2006 at 12:29 PM
Hi, Marvin!
Posted by: Gregory K. | October 10, 2006 at 04:36 PM
It's hot and dusty, with the strong possibility of frightening critters springing out at me. Hell, you could have just sent the ship to my attic for a lot less money!
Posted by: nrkii | October 10, 2006 at 05:10 PM
Houston, I regret to inform you that Mars is not, I repeat, NOT made of nougat topped with caramel and milk chocolate.
Posted by: Phil | October 10, 2006 at 09:04 PM
OOOOO-LLLLAAAAAAAA!
Posted by: Nick | October 11, 2006 at 01:12 AM
Houston, who won the superbowl?
Posted by: peyton | October 11, 2006 at 05:25 AM
DANG it's hot! Someone turn on the AC!
Posted by: Kendra | October 11, 2006 at 11:24 AM
"That's one small step for man...one giant leap for that thing with the four eyes and spikes for teeth that is about to...ahhhhhh!"
Posted by: Alan | October 11, 2006 at 12:16 PM
From Earth to Mars, from dirt to rust, through space and time, mankind has thrust.
From ashes to ashes, from dust to dust, in God's hands, we place our trust.
Posted by: Tim | October 11, 2006 at 12:39 PM
Look at all that red!
Posted by: Sanjay Srinivas | October 11, 2006 at 01:11 PM
Where are all the men?
Posted by: Brenda | October 11, 2006 at 01:39 PM
Well, that's a let-down.
Posted by: MotherReader | October 11, 2006 at 05:07 PM
You mean there's no cell reception here either?!
Posted by: TadMack | October 12, 2006 at 10:22 AM
As the author of TEAM MOON, I'd like to say thanks a million for your enthusiasm for the book. Love your contest. If you'd like to make those freebies "signed copies" shoot me an e-mail and we can make arrangements.
Best,
Catherine
Posted by: Catherine Thimmesh | October 12, 2006 at 12:56 PM
I know I already submitted an entry...but in honor of Poetry Friday I decided I had to write another poem for the contest.
A LOQUACIOUS ASTRONAUT WAXES POETIC AFTER STEPPING FOOT ON MARS
Whose planet’s this? I know I know.
His home’s on Mount Olympus so
He will not see me stopping here
To go exploring to and fro.
The polar ice cap’s very near.
I spy three skaters. Drat! I fear
Some other life forms came before.
I’m NOT the first Mars pioneer.
I see a Super Star Trek Store…
And garish neon signs galore!
There’s garbage everywhere I tread.
Don’t want to be here anymore.
This trip’s a bust to “Planet Red.”
Yo, Earth, give me the go-ahead
To visit Jupiter instead,
To visit Jupiter instead.
Posted by: Elaine M. | October 13, 2006 at 02:54 PM
I know that every cell in my body was zapped at least once with cosmic rays during my long journey to Mars, rearranging my DNA in curious ways as it did.
So what I want to know is--
Am I really *here*?
No, no,I mean
Am *I* really here?
I mean...
*sigh*
Where's Hamlet when you need him?
and---
Mom!!!
=:-o
Posted by: Liz Jones | October 17, 2006 at 08:57 AM
Wow. Amazing!
Posted by: Tricia | October 18, 2006 at 09:23 PM
"Wow Frank! Nice work on the set! Looks just like the real thi...
..oh sh!t, are we on?"
Posted by: Joe Rogaine | April 11, 2007 at 04:25 PM