Sad Stars

Sad Stars

They do sort of take the magic out of the moment, don’t they?

It occurs to me that I haven’t seen the stars in a long time. I mean real stars: shooting stars, the kind of stars that you can only see on mountaintops and when the pollution is gone. It’s because I work in the early morning and have to sleep early, but it’s also because I don’t look up enough.

Going to have to spend a few nights outside. Sans the stick people, though.

Space Marshmallows

Because the only thing better than eating marshmallows is eating them in space. I’m going to level with you all though; I really don’t like eating marshmallows. It’s only roasting them that’s fun — the actual consumption I can take or leave. I also really want to go to space. Just because.

Campfires are for chumps.

Campfires are for chumps.