The telescope has been separated from the shuttle and sent into orbit; the cargo bay doors have been closed; and the shuttle has jumped to warp, headed for the second star to the right, and then straight on ’til morning.

Now that that’s all done, I have a confession to make. I ate the last cookie. No, wait, forget I said that. I meant to say that I’ve been stringing everyone along. Not in the sense of string theory, or string cheese, but rather in that I finished building the shuttle a week ago, but didn’t want to take time away from the process to write about it.

I had no Dr. Watson to chronicle my movements. So it’s possible that some of my recollections have minor inaccuracies, or major lies. History is written by the victors.

By the way, the world record (by a human) for solving a Rubik’s cube is 3.47 seconds.