Maus by Art Spiegelman. Gonzo plays the son and Kermit the dad of course. The others can fill in for the rest.

I’m reading Roadside Picnic, a 1972 Soviet sci-fi novel by Arkady and Boris Strugatsky So far it’s awesome!

And while I workout I’m listening to The Nineties by Chuck Klosterman. It’s ok, I lived through it so it’s like brushing up on the decade.

Not with that attitude.

There better be a co-ed shower scene in this one as well.

This reminds me of the book The Little Prince. There was also a cartoon about a child who would catch these asteroids with a butterfly net of sorts, maybe based on the book, that lives in the back of my brain that pokes its head out every blue moon. Pun intended.

The constant advances in science and technology will never cease to amaze me. I can’t wait to see average, everyday implementation of these findings.