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by Paul D
Rated: E · Short Story · Fantasy · #2188465
Marching to a different beat.
Watson Myers hated his first name almost as much as the 'Watson' jokes he'd heard enough to last ten life times. He figured his parents must have been clueless when naming him. Apparently, there were two famous scientists: Watson and Crick, and he was named after Watson. The only good thing was he wasn't given Crick as a name.

One of the worse parts of his name was there was no way to shorten it. If someone asked his name and he answered, “Wat.” They would simply repeat the question, and with every answer, the cycle continues. Some names were just crosses to bear.

From the time he was old enough to toddle, he'd been obsessed with Mars. He drove his parents batty with all his Mars this and Mars that chatter. Even his friends wanted to run away; his Mars game wasn't much fun.

In time Watson learned Mars was a subject for silent contemplation. His parents rejoiced, and his friends were happy to play with him once more; still, Mars was constantly on Watson's mind.

Being called out in class, for daydreaming, was never a happy time, but Watson couldn't help it; most classes were boring. Who cared how many clogs it took to fill a drain until it was all clogged up. When would he ever need to know that information? Oh – yeah, on the test.

Dreaming of Mars was more interesting than listening to teachers rambling on and on and on. He was sure their voices could be recorded and used to put cranky babies to sleep – and they might learn something in the process – not.

Watson's most exciting day in all of his schooling came when some people arrived from the Space Science Institute to talk. Heaven came down to Earth that day, and he was on cloud 9 for the rest of the month.

When Watson left home, he told people to call him Myers. He didn't outgrow his Mars fixation; instead, he majored in astrophysics in college. The day plans were announced for manned flights to Mars was one of sheer joy. He wanted more than anything to be a part of that awesome venture.

Meyers applied and was rejected. He didn't meet the physical requirements as he was forty pounds over weight. He'd always hated to take time away from his interests to waste it on exercise. Now, he had more than enough incentive to lose weight.

He changed his diet and eliminated sweets: ice cream, cake, candy, and soda. He signed up at a gym and started going twice a week. It took a year to lose the weight.

He applied to the program once again.

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The helmet was claustrophobic; it was the one thing Meyers had never given a second thought. Helmets, at times, were required. As panic set in, he reminded himself that he was at the doorstep of realizing a goal of a lifetime. He breathed deep and relaxed.

His HUD provided a view of the inside and outside of the craft. Janice sat to his right. Jim and Steve sat in front of them. Meyers wasn't overly worried; there had been no accidents from lift off in many years.

He gave a thumbs up sign to Janice who just shook her head. Even through the helmet he could hear the lift off, but it was the pressure on his body that indicated change. The g forces felt as if they would go on forever.

Jim and Steve released their restraints and floated in the air. Janice joined them. Meyers thought their playfulness was immature. He was in heaven. Oh, what the hell? He released the restraints.

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Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band

It was twenty years ago today,
Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play,
They've been going in and out of style
But they're guaranteed to raise a smile.
So may I introduce to you
The act you've known for all these years
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band.
We're Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band
We hope you will enjoy the show,
We're Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band
Sit back and let the evening go.
Sgt. Pepper's lonely, Sgt. Pepper's lonely,
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band
It's wonderful to be here
It's certainly a thrill
You're such a lovely audience
We'd like to take you home with us
We'd love to take you home
I don't really like to stop the show
But I thought that you might like to know
That the singer's going to sing a song
And he wants you all to sing along
So let me introduce to you
The one and only Billy Shears
And Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band.


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