"When I heard the learn’d astronomer, How soon, unaccountable, I became tired and sick; Till rising and gliding out, I wander’d off by myself, In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time, Look’d up in perfect silence at a 14 by 48 ft billboard of American Apparel sideboob"
--- Walt Whitman astronomy poem revised for a modern audience
"Stars In your multitudes Scarce to be counted Filling the darkness With order and light You are the sentinels Silent and sure Keeping watch in the night Keeping watch in the night"
--- Javert expressing his misknowledge of basic astronomy in musical form
[Inline image 1] --- Nedroid Picture Diary
This week, the intrepid crew of the S.S. Philolexian Society wrangles its way through a plothole in spacetime and defies all the laws of physics using the power of love in order to debate:
R: The bigger problem is that we are all hurtling through the vaccum of space in Satow Room, Lerner at 8:30pm on Thursday (10/29).