Mark Stigers
Bio
One year after my birth sputnik was launched, making me a space child. I did a hitch in the Navy as a electronics tech. I worked for Hughes Aircraft Company for quite a while. I currently live in the Saguaro forest in Tucson Arizona
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The Call of the Desert
In the bright heat of afternoon I watch the monsoon build in the vast sky. Great fluffy columns of steam rising on hot ascending air. As the water rushes up, the rubbing friction gathers up huge gangs of electrons. When their captives cannot be suppressed any longer, they escape the clouds moist bonds. In the distance a bright flash, then in a few beats of my heart, the low rumble of far away thunder. It is a warning of the coming storm.
By Mark Stigers 2 years ago in Art
Why Twenty-four hours in a day
Most people today count to ten, because they have ten fingers. Lots of our modern world is divided into tens, but not the day. To find out why you must look back in history to ancient Egypt. A thing from a past so long ago that it’s origins are obscured by the passage of centuries of humanity dominates todays life. Have the definitions of time been in use so long because they are somewhat complicated to understand, but so convenient to use.
By Mark Stigers 2 years ago in Fiction
Bad AI
“It had a 9 mm strapped to it,” Nancy, the secretary to the bank branch manager, said, “Then it said it had a bomb, if anyone ran it would blow up and kill us all. I was very scared. I had dreaded this day for a long time and now it was finally here, remote controlled robot robbery. It was after one thing.”
By Mark Stigers 3 years ago in Fiction
