Anthea's Hope--index

 INDEX


Once upon a time I wondered how some old friends of mine were doing.

   These were my old friends:


     The Man Who Fell To Earth novel by Walter Tevis / movie by Nicolas Roeg 

     Stranger In A Strange Land novel by Robert E. Heinlein 

     2001: A Space Odyssey novel by Arthur C. Clarke / movie by Stanley Kubrick  

     Alien movie by Ridley Scott / screenplay by Dan O’Bannon 

     The Odyssey by Homer

     Space Oddity song by David Bowie 

     Major Tom song by Peter Schilling

     Moby Dick novel by Herman Melville 

     Star Trek: The Wrath Of Khan movie by Nicholas Meyer / screenplay by Jack B. Sowards 


     Sorry, couldn’t fit Star Wars in there. 

     It happened a long time ago.

  


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