Looky what entered the local star system yesterday:
Can’t you almost imaging that you’re looking at it actually flying through space? Well, on that counter top, I can. Here’s some perspective:
Yes, it’s a pizza cutter built to resemble one of the more famous star ships of all time. It may never get used for it’s intended purpose. Who knows what pepperoni grease and cheese will do to it? Truth be told – I ran across an ad for it when looking up information on the solar eclipse that happened on the 20th. You can get one too – check out the store at Space.com
In other news, I am so far behind at work I may need to use some time travel magic to catch back up. So I’m headed beck to the kind of typing that pays the bills. Then I’m leaving work ON TIME to go play in my golf league.
If Cindy is incapacitated again when I get home, I will have to break one of my cardinal rules – never start an argument with a person that’s under the influence. But man oh man, this one needs to be nipped in the bud.
Secretly, I think that’s why she was so keen to book the next trip to NOLA – it’s a defuser (IS TOO a word! – my spell checker disagrees, for now). Why would I raise a stink when there is that fun trip hanging in the balance? Time to tip the scales