Hey people,

I know that I usually devote this space to my cynical, poorly thought out rants about how I would change the world if only I weren't so lazy. Well, not today....

Today I want to make the nerdy confession that I am psyched about the Mars Rover. I am literally waiting anxiously for the 360 degree panoramic shots NASA is going to release in a couple days.

The weird thing is that I don't know why I'm excited. I mean, I've never cared about space exploration in the slightest. I think the answer may lie in TV. I watched a NOVA special about the whole thing the other day and it was actually pretty touching to see these groups of grown men working themselves to the point of tears to do something unbelievably difficult and cool yet inherently silly. The psychiatrist in my head says I'm touched by this because it's sort of like trying to be a musician, but she never finished her degree so screw her.

I also had a dream last night that I was on Mars but I had my guitar amp instead of the Rover and I was paranoid it was going to get red dust all over it. That sucked.