Yes, you read that title correctly. And no, a middle school boy with hormones coursing through his body did not write it.
This morning at about 7:30 am (Earth time?) NASA is going to slam two spacecraft into the moon in the hope of finding water.
Because we need to know if the moon is hiding water. (Moons are just so greedy like that.)
I have to say, even though we know that a percentage of NASA is female (remember the Fatal Attraction diaper astronautess?) this is such a guy thing to do.
I mean, if blogger moms wanted to know about water on the moon, we would just send a message to the moon complimenting its unique design and politely ask if it has water, and then we would become "followers" of the moon. The moon would then answer us right away because it would have the warm fuzzies since we took the time to comment on its lovely template and become a follower. That's how it works with us.
Not so with men. They believe that we must show the moon who's boss. We have to find out about the water with this kind of energy:
Thus we have these guys below explaining the whole process with extreme enthusiasm. The news story begins, "It's part rocket science ... and part demolition derby!" Notice how animated the guy is who then says, "We're gonna WHACK the moon!"
You have to wonder what God thinks of this. Are we like ants shooting each other out of cannons into the Epcot Wonders of Life Dome? Don't we have regular ant stuff to do?
Next thing you know, we'll be trying to build a tower to heaven or something.