A little further out, Mars, wearing a muscle shirt but still sunburned bright red, wiggles around in his orbit to try to stay in the shade of earth's umbrella.
In the meantime Pluto and his new friends are chasing sticks into the primal deeps.
Just another fun day in the Milky Way.
But forget it. The bean counters at the UN actually found a program that they thought would be too expensive for the value to be gained from it. Fancy that. Maybe Al Gore would be willing to pay for it.
H/T: Fr. Joseph.
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