Journey To Infinity Mall With Randy
Nobody knew who hired Randy to run the gift card kiosk at the Infinity Mall, located conveniently at the centre of the universe, just three exits past the Ganamede Car Wash. Nobody could remember ...
Killer Cone Serves The Last Ice Cream You'll Ever Eat
The ice cream parlour on Neptune's eastern fringe had been outlawed in seventeen dimensions. Business improved immediately. Killer Cone worked behind the counter wearing a paper hat folded from exp...
Solar Surfer Drinks A Cup Of Joe
Nobody knew whether the diner had been built around Saturn or whether Saturn had simply wandered into its parking lot one Tuesday and never left. Either way, the coffee was terrible. The Solar Surf...
Fordite is usually discussed as if the interesting part begins when somebody cuts it open. In reality, the story starts much earlier, with the chemistry of the paint itself. The layers trapped insi...
Fordite: James Thompson, A Master At Work
During the height of American automotive manufacturing, layers of over-sprayed paint accumulated on the racks, skids, and fixtures that carried car bodies through paint shops. Those layers were rep...
Fordite: A New History Of An Old Material
Fordite should not exist. Or, more accurately, it was never supposed to exist. It was a nuisance, an industrial by-product created during an era of automotive manufacturing when efficiency was meas...