I resemble that remark.
I’ll stay PC and not say what I really think of that comment. (Ironic, isn’t it…)
Small nit (well, not really, but I wanted to post something) — with a “full Earth” in the sky, it would be night on that side of the moon. Deep, dark, night. (OK, maybe we can see what we see because of Earthshine. Problem solved.)
Thank you for your attention.
Years ago — when in-home land lines were still the primary communication medium, I got a call from a telemarketer promoting a new long-distance service. I told them that “I’m sorry, but I don’t have a phone.” A few minutes later the phone rings again ( no caller ID) and all I hear is the loudest, sloppiest, and longest raspberry in all of human history.
Hands up to end the Roomba™ arc! (and no filibuster, thankyouverymuch).
Not just the piano. Our Dear Creator Cartoonist also took the low road in (not) drawing hands/fingers (which is common practice).
He’s your friend when things get rough.
What do you expect? The snowman’s a southpaw.
Hey — while we’re at it, why not go total metic/digial. A full day is not 24 hours, it’s now 100 centisols. Each centisol is 100 decamillisol, and each decamillisol has 100 microsols. Each microsol is equal to 0.00006666667 conventional seconds. Typical workday starts at 33.333333. Lunch is at 50.000000. I think I’ll copyright this idea…