Space shuttle
No matter how often I see it, I don't think I'll ever get tired of watching a space shuttle launch.
This one, at midnight, was particularly spectacular - the fires of the launch lit up the wisps of clouds between the Kennedy Space Center and here, turning them to a fiery golden glow. From my neighbors I could hear the sounds of WOO and from the parking lot sounds of "huh?" - and then it appeared, a golden streak. "Oh, right," said a very drunken voice. "Rocket thing."
It stayed gold for a very long time before turning into a slowly moving, brilliant white star which slowly disappeared behind a tree (visually, I mean.) And I watched, and thought yet again, yeah, we need to go to Mars.
Then I thought, also, we need to eliminate mosquitoes. I know, I know. They doubtless form some critical ecological niche. But right at the moment I'm not feeling too kindly towards them.
This one, at midnight, was particularly spectacular - the fires of the launch lit up the wisps of clouds between the Kennedy Space Center and here, turning them to a fiery golden glow. From my neighbors I could hear the sounds of WOO and from the parking lot sounds of "huh?" - and then it appeared, a golden streak. "Oh, right," said a very drunken voice. "Rocket thing."
It stayed gold for a very long time before turning into a slowly moving, brilliant white star which slowly disappeared behind a tree (visually, I mean.) And I watched, and thought yet again, yeah, we need to go to Mars.
Then I thought, also, we need to eliminate mosquitoes. I know, I know. They doubtless form some critical ecological niche. But right at the moment I'm not feeling too kindly towards them.