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52 weeks, 52 things

If it’s Friday morning, of course it’s time for the Old Ones

Space is typically thought of as a very quiet place. But one team of astronomers has found a strange cosmic noise that booms six times louder than expected.

The roar is from the distant cosmos. Nobody knows what causes it.

It’s Cthulhu. No, really. It is.

I mean:

“Because the radio waves come from far away, traveling at the speed of light, they therefore represent an earlier time in the universe.

Well, yeah. The Great Old Ones are howling into the void. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

In other news, though, they appear to have manifested about 15 miles from where I was born and sheared off a blade from a wind turbine in the process.

(inserts link to googlemap)

The ‘A’ indicates where the tentacled one emerged from underspace before slipping back where it belongs. And to think – we’re going back there in a week or two. Must remember to pack the waterproofs.


2 comments for “If it’s Friday morning, of course it’s time for the Old Ones”

  1. Honestly? There’s a wind turbine in that little stretch of green between three roads?

    That’s so weird.

    You made that up, didn’t you?

    Posted by Nick Harkaway | January 9, 2009, 11:00 am
  2. Not a bit of it. They’ve had protests against it too: http://www.windaction.org/news/19412

    They’re at the forefront of the action up there in Grimsby. You should do a signing. There’s a Waterstones.

    We, meanwhile, will be dodging the cow-sized pieces of ice that aeroplanes are apparently dropping in my parents’ front garden.

    Posted by tom | January 9, 2009, 11:22 am

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