I cried 2 times this morning.
Once when I spoke to my broker about my money situation and the other time with relief when I realized that I didn’t have to go on the voyage through the cosmic crapland that is the Planetarium again today.
Half the day yesterday was spent with Violet lying on the floor taking pictures of a black ceiling and Julie trying to answer her emails on her iphone since her computer died.
First of all it cost an arm and a leg to get in there even with my old person’s discount.
Now I remember the Planetarium as being a dark room with comfortable seats that you could sit in and admire the show or catch forty winks, whichever you desire.
No such luck. If you wanted said experience it cost more money, namely the body that connects the arm and leg you already paid to get into the place or as the woman in the gift shop said “If you wanna sit down ya gotta pay”
What they had for your entrance fee was a load of holes you can look through and rocks you could touch and displays of some planet that used to be a moth.
Violet seemed to love it and Julie couldn’t get enough of photographing signs that said “Gaseous mixtures” or Uranus.
The only slightly bearable part was a 4 minute experience of the Big Bang narrated by Liam Neeson which was hard to hear because the woman standing next to me kept cracking her gum. If it wasn’t for me and Julie doing a chain of “Not bad getting banged by Liam Neeson” chatter on the way out even that would have been a bust.
I’m not sure what I’m doing today but whatever it is my eyes will be looking downward the whole time.