February

I hate this blogger service.
I can't even figure out how to make the font a different size. I probably have to know "html"
language, just to do it, i bet. forget that.
Here's a story about Giant Machines:

A Story About You.

The sky rained flakes of dark gray ashe for two hours after the explosion. And no one saw it coming. So, naturally, hundreds were killed instantly. Incidentally, the less obvious but far more lethal effect was that much of the lake which the townspeople relied on was very near the exploded factory and, because most of the town had not been informed as to the goings-on within the great factory, they continued to drink the water from the lake. Years later this would kill just about ninety-five percent of the surrounding population.
At the time of the explosion, Margot Lee oversaw all production within the factory. In fact, she had always run the factory, had concieved of its creation, and for a time, even been given the task of drawing the plans for its construction. She loved the factory. When building inspectors had been ordered in after the untimely death of one of Dr. Lee's lower level employees, she felt personally violated.