Seventeen teams are rounding up 1953 small seismic stations
along our 350-mile-long line across eastern Georgia, and they continue to send
texts and pictures with updates on their work…
“21757. Still kickin”
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| Kevin hunts for missing texans with the metal detector.... |
“Team 11 is all done and headed home to the mother ship”
“We’re not coming back unless we have all of them!”
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| “We had a helper at site 20431!” |
“Hello Donna Rach and I are crushing it right now”
“Daily check in, we’re making good time so we should see the puppies soon enough”
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| Making metadata... |
“Recovered a Texan at stop 20858. This one doesn’t seem to be working correctly, whenever I press it it just tells me things like “The Cowboys are America’s team” and “Bush was an American hero”. Weird.
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“We got to 20170 the one with the ant colony”
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| Loaded up with Texans and geophones |
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| “Stop 20804. Everything’s fine, except some guy came out of the woods and bit Brent. All he’s saying now is “brains” and is acting super creepy. I’ll keep an eye on it and only use the shovel if necessary” |
“Will do! I will let you know if we become stuck… Looks
likely”
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| Unearthing another Texan |
“Just beat the downpour and headed for base”
“Stop 20879. Found the Texan disconnected from the geophone on top of where we buried it with pieces of bag around it, looked everywhere for the geophone. Found it about 5 m down the hill near the tree line with bite marks all along it. Either an animal dug it up or a very hungry confused thief”
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| Picking up litter? |
“Found 2 dollars at 21058! Who says geology doesn’t pay well?”
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| Was not seen on the line... |
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| Was seen on the line... yikes. |
