In outer space, everything must go!

Now that the shuttle program has been cancelled, there’s lots of fun stuff on the market. Space travel is becoming more accessible than ever. For the 1%, anyway, because most of us don’t have US$1 million for a Zero G experience let alone US$100 million for a lunar orbital slingshot. Oh, just kidding. We’re actually flush. We made a killing in petroleum in the 1980s and have so much money we give as much as we can to the Iranians for their nuclear weapons program. Because when you’re as  rich as we are, life is boring without a 10 million degree holocaust. Yeah. We’re down with that.

The astronauts are available as an upgrade. In space, anything goes and eventually everything will.

Our wealth may not have gotten us into the Comic-Con (where is the fairness in that?; if we’re going to be part of the 1%, then we damn well better get more than our share!), but it will eventually get us into Sheer Awe. Blue Marble we love thee, but we want to go on vacation once in a while.

We have absolutely no idea how Batman ended up on the moon (without a suit to boot), but here’s rare footage of  Alan Shepard giving him a smack with a golf ball. Shortly thereafter, somebody turned on the studio lights and ruined all the fun.

Thank you awritersdailyblisspursuit for inspiring this post.