Loonar dream house

Hurry!  You can put down a deposit of only £4,400,000 (dollars, multiply by 1.39) for the first house on the Moon.  The price is only £44,525,536.42, and your monthly exoenses will be only £234,000 – mortgage, water, power, food, meteor protection, and average property markup of 27.61 percent.

So says a message received from Eve (and Adam?) today, March 30.  Postal and trash collection services, school and medical facilities, and council tax – oh, and oxygen – are not mentioned or may be in the small print.  The message must have got past the spam filter quicker than expected, being surely intended for tomorrow, April 1.

I agree that from the lonely luxury of my lunar mansion I would have the purest view of the starry universe, and of a gray desert.  Nevertheless, you couldn’t pay me to take up the offer, let alone ask me to pay the millions I don’t have.  I’d rather live amid air, trees, clouds, and all the hazes created by man and other biota, and forgive them for interfering with the sky.

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Clock clatter

Clock-clipping time comes on Sunday, March 28, for Europe.  Clap the clock’s hand forward an hour and (as for the American date two weeks earlier) clap your eye on our page in which we cluck about this whole clumsy clutter of clock cacophony.

Clicking on the topic of clocks reminds me of Click and Clack the Tappet brothers and their clever Car Talk show on National Public Radio, which even I, clueless as to cars, used to get fun out of every week.  And of clichés, about which I shall send you a clot, cloud, or clamor of claims  immediately after this.

Vesta, vests, and the fallibility of poets

Everyone’s favorite asteroid, Vesta, is taking its apparent retrograde path, across the hind leg of Leo the lion, as we pass nearest to it.

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