A couple weeks ago, I spent about two hours on my balcony with a good friend scanning the sky, trying to distinguish planets from stars. It’s much harder than you think.1
Wine + stars = deep [red] conversation.
Discussion topics included:
- The Universe and everything that’s out there.
For the record, “out there” is a big place. As comparison, “out there” is greater than, or equal to all the stuff that “she says” … and “she” says a lot (mostly inappropriate).
- Energy transfer.
Energy can neither be created nor destroyed, and as our Universe expands, less energy per-(measurement of area) is available for transfer.
Enough wine will cause a raccoon, medium-sized dog, or a large cat to appear as if it is a chupacabra.
It’s too short.1
Grab a friend, grab a bottle, (telescopes are a plus), and grab two glasses…cheers/here’s to the stars.
1. probably something she said