Before sending it off (
tysolna, I still need your snail mail), I re-read three of my favourite Larry Niven stories from his anthology
Neutron Star - the eponymous Hugo winner,
At the Core, and perhaps my favourite Niven story,
Grendel. I probably haven't read these since I was a teenager, when I was in love with Niven's "Known Space", its species and its physics and its gadgets. (More recently, I was similarly delighted by the physics of the galaxy in Vernor Vinge's
A Fire Upon the Deep.) The stories are arguably reeeaaallly science essays, but they're written so crisply and wittily that it doesn't matter. (As a grownup used to squeaky-clean TV heroes, I'm also rather pleased by Beowulf Schaeffer's self-interest and slightly dodgy ethics. :-)
Five bits - some of which I still quote occasionally:
1.
Bey! What'll I do
?2. "You would be interested in a high-paying job?" "I'd be fascinated by a high paying job."
3. Oho, said I to myself, said I. [years later I discovered this in turn quotes Gilbert and Sullivan.]
4. "My General Products hull just failed." "I beg your pardon?"
5. "I was thinking that the two of you are like a medium-sized beach ball standing next to a baseball bat."
ETA: I can't help but imagine David Tennant as the seven foot tall, skinny as a rake Schaeffer. :-)