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Dr.Adder

27 feb 21

DeRank™: 37,54

Chestnut cake surprise!

Ah! Actually, the surprise was for me. I didn't even have time to take it out of the oven before a slice was teleported who knows where. Evidently, someone managed to bypass the force field with a trick. Better eat it quickly, just in case another slice dematerializes.

Happy listening and chestnuts for everyone!

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Dr.Adder

14 feb 21

DeRank™: 21,99

Circle booklet King Crimson.

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Dr.Adder

11 feb 21

DeRank™: 15,95

Surprise dish (1.0).

Chestnut and pumpkin gnocchi, it's a bit of a mess, but in the end Your CookAdder managed it.

Enjoy listening and especially enjoy your meal, everyone!

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Dr.Adder

8 feb 21

DeRank™: 16,34

"Rainbow's End" (2:59)
(Latimer, Bardens)

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Dr.Adder

6 feb 21

DeRank™: 12,87

S3 Ep2: “Grass Planet, Insect Planet”

Recording of Dr. Helena Russell.

“7817 days since leaving Earth’s orbit.
Lunar Base Alpha has entered orbit near a completely green planet, apparently habitable with a breathable atmosphere.
Maya has picked up a signal. Commander Koenig and Alan have decided to descend to the planet to check if it’s possible to settle down to live.
Alan has informed us that there are immense stretches of prairie, it looks like a true paradise.
Unfortunately, there are thousands, indeed billions of colorful insects buzzing everywhere; they were the source of the signal.
Nothing... it looks like an insectarium, it's definitely uninhabitable.
John and Alan had to hastily take refuge in Eagle 1 to abandon the planet and return to Alpha.
Meanwhile, the Moon has resumed its journey, propelled by who knows what mysterious sidereal forces.
But who knows?”

End of recording.

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Dr.Adder

16 jan 21

DeRank™: 5,47

🐫 "Ice" (Latimer).

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Dr.Adder

12 jan 21

DeRank™: 9,82

TV Series: The Prisoner (Creator Patrick McGoohan).
Image taken from episode No. 5 "The Schizoid Man."

No. 6: Where am I?
No. 2: In the Village.
No. 6: What do you want?
No. 2: Information.
No. 6: Which side are you on?
No. 2: I can't say. We want information, information, information.
No. 6: You won't get it!
No. 2: We'll get it, one way or another.
No. 6: Who are you?
No. 2: The new No. 2.
No. 6: Who is No. 1?
No. 2: You are No. 6.
No. 6: I'm not a No.! I'm a free man!
No. 2: Hahahahahaha!

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31 dec 20

DeRank™: 11,24

"Recording of Dr. Helena Russell.
7780 days since leaving Earth orbit.
Lunar Base Alpha has entered orbit near an icy planet, but with a breathable atmosphere.
The data collected by Maya is more than reassuring. Therefore, John and Tony went down to survey with Eagle 1.
Unfortunately, the planet is a desolate wasteland of nothing but snow, which seems like it will never melt.
Snow, snow, and more snow. In the end, we gave up on colonizing the planet.
However, we did have time for a snowball fight between the various sections: Security, Engineering, Medical, Maintenance.
Victory went to Maintenance, albeit narrowly against Security.
After collecting a few tons of snow samples, the Moon resumed its journey through the vastness of space, propelled by who knows what mysterious cosmic forces.
But who really knows?
End of recording."

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Dr.Adder

27 dec 20

DeRank™: 22,68

Coming soon on Debaser, in national premiere, or rather international, even more Intergalactic...
The unpublished and secret season 3 of... Space: 1999 (by Gerry and Sylvia Anderson).
...And The Adventure Continues...

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Dr.Adder

17 dec 20

DeRank™: 6,78

Excerpt from Fredric Brown Cosmolinea B-2, MicroScience Fiction for Everyone 1.8.

THE END

Professor Jones had worked for many years on his theory of time. “I’ve finally found the key equation,” he said one day to his daughter. “Time is a field. The machine I built can manipulate this field, and even reverse it.” As he pressed a button, he said, “This should send time back, back time send should this said, button a pressed he.” “It can also reverse it, and this field manipulate,” he said. “The field is time,” he said one day to his daughter. “I’ve finally found the key equation.” “The professor Jones had worked for many years on his theory of time.”

Original title: The End, 1961
Translation: Giovanna Boselli
The publisher has made every effort to locate the holders of the translation rights without success: it is obviously fully available to fulfill any obligations towards them.

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Dr.Adder

22 nov 20

DeRank™: 7,44

"Latte più all’Italiana."

Who hasn’t seen “A Clockwork Orange” at least once?
How could anyone forget the famous Latte più. But this is a panacea, and above all, it's Italian.
The preparation is simple, almost like drinking spring water.
Take milk, obviously from Italian cows, and heat it in a non-stick saucepan.
It shouldn’t boil, as it could develop “protolattoni” (0.001%). In the meantime, pour 2 or 3 teaspoons of Cognac, like Courvoisier, into a cup, then add sugar to taste.
Pour the milk into the cup and stir with a teaspoon, creating a whirlpool to activate the latte più.
Et voilà, it’s ready.
Excellent in the evening, before going to bed.
Good night and sweet dreams to everyone, with your latte più all’Italiana.

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Dr.Adder

21 nov 20

DeRank™: 17,13

@[sfascia carrozze]
@[tia]
@[iside]

It's a bit worn out, but it still works.

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Dr.Adder

18 nov 20

DeRank™: 6,85

"The light is a little trotter" 💡
A. Zichichi.

"Maybe I'll call you, sweet little trotter and dudù and dadadà, your name will be the name of every city, of a little watered kitten that will meow..." 🐈
Vattene amore – Mietta, A. Minghi.

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Dr.Adder

14 nov 20

DeRank™: 24,01

Onion frittata or "frittata onions"?

In any case, my weekly date with the onion frittata is irreplaceable. It seems easy to prepare, but it’s not difficult. I slice the onions finely (spring onions are better). I heat them with still water, not tap water, until they are softened. If there’s any water left, I discard it. I crack the eggs and pour them into a cup, mixing them with the onions and a pinch of salt. If possible, I avoid adding anything else. I heat extra virgin olive oil with a bit of butter in a non-stick pan. I pour the contents of the cup into the pan and let it cook. I wait and then flip the frittata, just a moment and...et voilà, it’s ready! The important thing is to measure the right amount of spring onions, otherwise it becomes a "frittata onions". After all, it’s known, not all frittatas turn out perfectly. But who knows? (quote).

Enjoy your meal and listening, everyone.

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Dr.Adder

13 nov 20

DeRank™: 8,32

Excerpt from "Dark Star" by J. Carpenter (and sorry if it's little).

Doolittle: "Talby, I feel drawn to the planet. I'm heading straight for it."
Talby: "When it hits the atmosphere, it will start to burn."
Doolittle: "What a magnificent way to die. Like a shooting star."
Talby: "I agree... Lieutenant, I'm also being drawn to something, it's about an astral league away, it shouldn't have much mass. Hey! I think they're asteroids."
Doolittle: "Oh! Really?"
Talby: "They should be the Phoenix asteroids."
Doolittle: "Seriously?"
Talby: "Yes, it's her, it's the Phoenix. Lieutenant?"
Doolittle: "Yes!"
Talby: "I feel them pulling me more and more, I'm accelerating, soon the signal will weaken and vanish completely. I want to tell you that I liked you, Doolittle."
Doolittle: "I liked you too, Talby. Hey! The wreckage of the spaceship, it's coming at me!"
Talby: "Doolittle, they're catching me, I can't move anymore. Now I’m part of the Phoenix. It's incredible, I'll roam the Universe, forever, I won't dissolve into nothingness. This is also a beautiful death. Goodbye, and forever goodbye, if we meet again, I'm sure we'll smile."
Doolittle: "Hey! Talby, I've grabbed a piece of wreckage. You'll see that this time I'll make it..."

In other words: SpaceSurf in the atmosphere of a planet.

The End of Dark Star

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Dr.Adder

11 nov 20

DeRank™: 10,39

@[tia] look what I found in the library among rolls of paper and other unidentified objects.

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Dr.Adder

9 nov 20

DeRank™: 9,83

Excerpt from Fredric Brown Cosmolinea B-2, MicroScience Fiction for Everyone 1.7.

IMAGINE

Imagine ghosts, gods, devils. Imagine hells and heavens, cities floating in the air or submerged at the bottom of the seas. Unicorns and centaurs. Witches, gnomes, and werewolves. Angels and harpies, spells and enchantments, spirits of the air and the earth, spirits of fire. Easy to imagine all this stuff. Humanity has been imagining it for thousands of years. Imagine spaceships and future times. Easy to imagine: the future has already begun, and inside it are the spaceships. So is there nothing that is hard to imagine? Of course there is. Imagine a hundred or two hundred pounds of matter, with yourselves inside thinking, and you know that you are there, and you know how to move the matter you’re in: to keep it awake or make it sleep, to make it fall in love, to take it for a walk up a hill. Imagine an universe – infinite or not, your choice – containing millions of billions of trillions of Suns. Imagine a clump of mud swirling and swirling tumultuously around one of these Suns. And imagine yourselves on this clump, spinning too, swirling tumultuously through time and space, towards an unknown destination. Imagine.

Original title: Imagine, 1955 Translation: F.L.

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Dr.Adder

5 nov 20

DeRank™: 15,32

Evening menu:

Ktarian egg frittata with scallions.
Unleavened bread.
Romulan beer... possibly leading to a nighttime headache.

Eggs and beer, graciously provided via subspace transport by Captain James T. Kirk.

Have a great evening and enjoy the listening, everyone.

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Dr.Adder

31 oct 20

DeRank™: 1,31

Four-dimensional curiosities.

Can't find your car keys? Don't worry, just perform some anà/katà movements to enter and exit 3D bodies. Unfortunately, without the key, the car won't start... unless you're telekinetic.

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Dr.Adder

28 oct 20

DeRank™: 4,31

@[sfascia carrozze] You probably know that on the Moon there is the lunar base Alpha from Space 1999. But did you know that there is also, on the dark side, the Alpha-Beta base with Buck Murdock (Shatner) from the increasingly crazy Flying High?

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Dr.Adder

25 oct 20

DeRank™: 11,36

Excerpt from Cosmolinea B-2, section Microfantascienza per tutti 1.6.
The Search by Fredric Brown.
"Welcome to paradise, Peter," said the kindly man with the long white beard, smiling at him. "My name is the same, you know? I hope you find it good here." And Peter, who was only four years old, passed through the gate and began his search for God. He walked down immaculate streets lined with splendid buildings and filled with happy people, but he did not find God. He continued searching until he felt utterly exhausted, yet even then, he pressed on. Someone spoke to him, but he did not stop. Finally, he arrived in front of a shining palace of gold: it was larger than all the others, so large that he understood he had finally arrived where God lived. As he approached, the great portals opened, and he entered. At the far end of the vast hall stood a large golden throne, but God was not there. The floor was soft and silky, completely quilted. In the middle of the room, halfway between the door and the throne, Peter sat down to wait for God. After a while, he lay down and fell asleep. He slept only for a few minutes, or perhaps for years, but eventually, he was awakened by a sweet sound of footsteps. He realized that God was coming and woke up joyfully. It was God. His eyes fell on Peter and lit up with instant delight. Peter ran toward him. "Hello, Peter," God said softly, placing a hand on his head. He then looked toward the throne, and His face changed. He slowly knelt down and bowed His head, as if He were afraid. But what could God be afraid of? Peter knew that God was pretending, but he played along. He wagged his tail to signify that he understood it was all a game and then turned around and barked at the light shining on the golden throne.
Original title: Search, 1954.

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Dr.Adder

23 oct 20

DeRank™: 15,21

Second part: THANG by M. Gardner.

The mature planets were close to the center, and they could usually be recognized by their surface texture; but often, Thang had to tap them with his middle finger to hear their sound. It took him some time to find one that suited his needs. He grabbed it with his right hand and shook off the part of the damp, briny vapor that clung to it. With his other hand, he scraped off the thin bluish ice flakes that had coagulated on the two opposite sides. And finally, he completely dried the sphere by rubbing it against his imposing chest. He bit into it. It was soft and juicy, neither unpleasantly warm nor too cold on his tongue; and Thang, who always ate the entire planet, core and all, lay back contentedly and chewed slowly, letting his thoughts linger on trivial matters, when suddenly he felt himself being lifted by the skin of his neck. He was shaken up and down by an arm of terrifying vastness (an arm covered in grayish fur and exuding a foul odor). Then he was dropped down even more quickly. He squinted just in time to glimpse a huge mouth – red, wide open, dripping with saliva – before darkness closed in on him with a suction like a rumble of thunder. Because there are other gods besides Thang.
Original title: Thang - © 1951 C. Freudenthal.

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Dr.Adder

23 oct 20

DeRank™: 6,01

Micro Science Fiction for Everyone: 1.5.
THANG: By M. Gardner
The Earth had completed another orbit around the Sun, spinning slowly and silently as it always had. The East had tallied a new record harvest of yellow rice and yellow children, enormous stockpiles of atomic weapons were accumulating in certain strategic centers, and the scholars at the University of Chicago were uttering words of profound wisdom when Thang arrived and took the Earth between his thumb and forefinger. Thang had slept for a long time. When he finally woke up, squinting his six cyclopean eyes at the dazzling light (for the light of our stars, seen in its entirety, is no small matter), he felt an unpleasant sensation of emptiness around the gaping hole that served as his stomach. He didn't even know exactly how long he had slept, as "time" is a meaningless term in Thang's mind. Although Thang's ways are beyond human comprehension, and Thang's thoughts are difficult to translate into human terms, still – to put it somewhat roughly in the inadequate language we know – Thang's ways are these: When Thang is not sleeping, Thang is hungry. After squinting his six cyclopean eyes (in a precise sequence that had long been habitual for him) and extending a long arm to sweep away the overly close suns, Thang peered slyly into the deep universe.
End of the first part.

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Dr.Adder

16 oct 20

DeRank™: 9,89

Micro Science Fiction for Everyone: 1.4.

Rejection Letter
by K. W. MacAnn

Cl Thorsby
897, Pasovoy St.
Calfax, Ariz.

Dear Mr. Thorsby, thank you for sending us the manuscript of your work "The Last Man on Earth". Unfortunately, at this time our publishing house only publishes works of pure fantasy.

Best regards,
The Publisher

Original title: Rejection Slip - © 1978 K. W. MacAnn.

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Dr.Adder

15 oct 20

DeRank™: 10,17

@[sfascia carrozze]. I know I shouldn't tell you this, but I will.
This is the shortest science fiction microstory in the World, or rather the Universe.

Science Fiction for Telepaths
By E Michael Blake

Well, you know what I mean.

Original title: Science Fiction for Telepaths - © 1977 E. Michael Blake.
Taken from "Microfantascienza: altre 44 storie".

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