At Least She's Honest

A conversation with my four-year-old daughter:

"I'm thinking about putting the laptop computer on top of that cabinet over there."

"Hmm."

"Will you promise not to play with it and break it."

"No Daddy, I'm gonna break it."

Titan!

Oh, yes, there is something I am a bit excited about. Cassini flies past Titan next week.

Maybe you, dear reader, are not excited by exploration of other worlds. I know a lot of people who aren't. But there is just something that moves me when I see a giant vista taken from a hilltop on a whole other planet. I hope Titan turns out to be more than just an orange haze. Maybe there will be fascinating shades of yellow and red haze as well! Woo hoo!

Venus
"Roger Houston, we're on the ****ing Moon!"
Standing on Mars

I love that stuff.

Mumble Mumble

Obviously I don't believe in regular blogging. It doesn't seem to be something that demands my attention very often. That, and work almost always drains my energy until I don't want to do anything at all after I get home.

Now, today, when I get home with a little tiny echo of a desire to talk about something, I find I have nothing to talk about. Not surprising really. I've been at work all day after all, and who wants to talk about that?