5.13 pm

The alarm went off at 3 am this morning and boy rolled out of bed and turned on the computer. I stayed in bed for about half an hour before giving in to the inevitable and moving to the couch, where I wrapped myself in a blanket and dozed off to the sound of NASA geeks. One of them, after informing us that the bombing of the moon was dedicated to Walter Cronkite, said he hoped that this mission would inspire a new generation of kids to grow up excited about exploring space.

Seems to me that people landing on the moon is a somewhat more exciting than a rocket detonation that fails to produce the expected "cloud." On the other hand, perhaps we're getting that much closer to Luna Colony. Cue catapults, lunies, and Revolt in 2100. I've already told my parents that when they become aged, I'm shipping them off to the moon. One sixth gravity makes it a lot easier to get around with those hip replacements and bad knees.