15 July 2015
Go Drink Beer and Write Poetry
Whenever there is news from space a wee cheer goes off somewhere deep inside me. Same goes for just about everybody who watched the initial moon landings as I did lying on the parent's shag carpet watching our the black and white.
News from Pluto included. Woohoo! So that is what the motherfucker looks like.
On an intellectual level, however, news from Pluto makes me vomit. Too much shit going untended on our own planet to be fucking around in space if you ask me. And besides, Pluto does not look like the sort of place anybody would want to go, drink beer and write poetry.