Hello Troops,
We've just sped into the first day of Autumn on our blue spacecraft called Earth. NASA has a video showing the changing of the seasons from space. The video is labeled from the Northern Hemisphere's perspective. You'll notice the reduced amount of sunlight during Winter and vice verse in the Summer.
http://www.space.com/13068-seasons-change-space.html
It's 11:56 P.M. on Friday. Once again you find me at the Space Center for an Overnight Camp. This evening's group is fantastic. Groups like this make 21 years of running Overnight Camps bearable.
To be honest, I'm a bit weary about going to bed with that satellite circling overhead looking for a place to crash land. I'm considering sleeping under my desk (just for added protection). I know the odds of the Space Center getting hit by the falling debris are astronomical, but only you regular readers of The Troubadour know how Fortuna, the Mischievous Goddess of Fortune, likes to toy with us. I can see her up there riding that satellite like a cowgirl on a disagreeable bull. With a few correctly placed jabs she could maneuver that satellite into perfect position to put Pleasant Grove on the map.
The age of the school works in my favor. This part of the school was built in 1956. It is designated a Fallout Shelter, able to provide protection in the unlikely event the United States and some other nation decided to toss a few of those nuclear forget me nots at each other. I'm thinking, if the school can weather a nuclear blast reasonably well, then why wouldn't it hold up during a space debris party?
I think I'll be fine. And on that note, its off to bed.
Mr. W.
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