Forty-four categories is far too much for something as fundamentally lame as the People’s Choice Awards, Lu and I have decided, but we’re married to this idea now, so we’re obligated to finish it. So here it is: the final installment of State of Affairs Versus The People’s Choice Awards. Today: MUSIC AND EVERYTHING ELSE THEY COULDN’T FIND A CATEGORY FOR.
This just in, courtesy of SoA Correpondent Vee Bloom, who sent me this article this afternoon.
It’s been a while since I wrote about NASA, mostly because absolutely nothing interesting about them has crossed my desk in the last six months, not since I found that proposal about them shooting rockets at the moon to find out if it’s full of water. If you remembered, I questioned the validity of this idea – if by validity I mean “sanity”, which I do. I was thoroughly trounced by reader Linzee who took me to school about the funding problems that have plagued NASA for years now, and I walked away a better person.