Greetings, puny earthlings.

What? Monday so soon? Another week begins, and I got nothing. For most of us, Monday means going back to work we don't like, to pay for things we don't want. Or won't want once we have them. Crockpots. Document shredders. That's in case someone wants to steal your identity. (Me, I find the whole idea of identity theft sort of flattering.) It's all so wasteful; I just heard somewhere that it would take 6 Earths to support everybody in a moderate American lifestyle. I for one see this as the most powerful argument yet for a revived space program.