A few weeks back, the annual space symposium was in town. It’s a sort of trade show for persons working for the military and civilian spaceflight industry (I know, who even knew there was such a thing!). Some companies are there to flog their products and others are just there to show they exist (and could sell you something). But we already had our own version of a rocket here in town.
It’s not going anywhere, this sculpture is by famous local artist Concrete Couch. I made a tiny tile for a project he is doing at a local school, and that is the name he goes by. It guards the county building where I went to pay my car tax.
Another place to see rockets is in the ceiling at the local public library that is devoted to technology. Although is is somewhat enigmatic to have rockets stuck in the ceiling, I’m sure that there is a reason for this (besides human error).
This is the real rocket that was in town to promote ordinary (extremely wealthy) people going into outer space. Owned by the Amazon guy, this rocket can carry one into outer space and back again. I must say I was rather surprised to see it when I was driving down the street to the pub. The rocket company brags that the windows on the space capsule are much nicer that the ones NASA uses, so one gets a better view.
But I’m afraid that this is actually more my speed. It’s a candy shop that specializes in vintage candy of the sort we old people had while growing up. And if one is too young to have nostalgia for this, one can still enjoy the candy, because who doesn’t like candy?