So far, no one has payed me to blog, but I have gotten some lucrative offers not to blog.
I’m tripping billies with my cool shoeshine.
If we find aliens and they ask what we call our moon, they’re going to think we’re morons. Shouldn’t we have named it by now? No one has a child and just calls him “the child” throughout his lifetime. How did that happen to the moon?
And what if the alien has his own name for his star? I’m too used to calling it “GJ 3021″ to switch now.
I like a bacon cheeseburger because it’s nice to know at least two separate animals died to satisfy my hunger.