My opinion about Mars is evolving, it would seem.
I used to think it was useless for us to go to Mars, and it still is. However, what’s changing is that we are going to go to Mars anyway, and that’s really kind of a revelation that we will eventually become a multi-planet species.
The problem with Mars, I think, is it’s too small.
The size of the planet means two things: one, the planet’s central core cooled off early on it its history, essentially destroying the magnetic field of the planet, and two, without enough gravity you’d need at atmosphere much deeper than Earth to achieve the same pressure.
There’s a third problem, too. No nitrogen to speak of.
These problems would not be solved by dragging the planet closer to the sun. It is basically, as far as we can tell, a dead planet.
A bird built a bird’s nest. Who does that? The male or the female?
Anyway, they built it in my oak tree. I thought about spraying it down. I didn’t.
All the trees around here are showing signs of green. You have to look really closely to see buds coming out of the tips of my tree. I was thinking, “Wow, I wonder when the bird will come back?”
I tapped the trunk of the tree. Mommy flew out. She’s back.
They love each other. Mommy and daddy. A couple. I haven’t seen Daddy, but he’ll show up.
I can write in script. Can you?
You know when I like you when I start insulting you.
You know when you’re okay when you roll with the punches.
By the way, you’re ugly.
Yes and no.
Religion offers humanity a lot.
Science offers humanity a lot.
When you get to be 65 years old, you’ll wish you were born later.