I wrote this in my notebook, but forgot to post it yesterday because of the Kenny Boy project. Sorry for being late...
Sure, I gave a fortune to Over-President Ichiro's campaign, but the ambassadorship wasn't the reward I had in mind.The other day, a Grelp was in the embassy, asking about the horseshoe above my office door.
"Old Earth custom," I said. "It's for good luck."
The next day, there was some sort of problem with a power converter trade agreement, so I headed over to the Grelp Ministry of Off-Planet Trade.
Nailed over the oozeway to Minister Sploch-Brbl's puddlechamber was an entire horse, dead.
"For muchly more luck," said Sploch-Brbl, flibbering happily.
Thank God I didn't put up my crucifix.
Yeah, I love the space stories.
