4:59 p.m. Put on a
Best Buy NASA blue shirt and went to the Mars Rover Curiosity website.
5:14 p.m. Watched the 7 Minutes of Terror video and noted that it was only 5 minutes long.
5:19 p.m. Spent 20 minutes thinking about what happened to the missing 2 minutes. Got a headache.
5:59 p.m. Poured myself a tumblr of rd wine.
5:25 p.m. Calculated my age in Martian years (687 Earth Days=1 Martian Year) Damn, I’m still older than Julie.
6:00 p.m. Downloaded one too many Mission to Mars videos and was forced to clear my cache…which is French for money…right?
6:14 p.m. Stared at the word “habitability” so long that it caused my pupils to simultaneously dilate and cross.
7:14 p.m. Searched for Mars Curiosity on Twitter but ended up on a Men are from Mars support group site.
7:42 p.m. Checked the time app on my new Kickstarter-funded hi-tech, wi-fi watch. Still have a little time before landing.
7:43 p.m. Got hungry. Wondered what grows locally in Mars.
7:44 p.m. Calculated how close the nearest Chick Fil A is to the office— driving straight the whole way.
8:14 p.m. Decided to bro down and crush some code.*
(* I have no idea what that line means)
9:00 p.m. Pre-ordered a Berlitz language CD on how to speak Martian. Narrated by Gilbert Gottfried
9:45 p.m. Contemplated searching for intelligent life on Mars via Curiosity’s Instagram feed.
10:15 p.m. Decided, instead, to create an algorithm that would determine which Olympic gold medal athletes will end up on Dances with the Stars.
10:30 p.m. Watched the landing while listening to music on Spotify and not posting it on Facebook.
10:31 p.m. Texted Julie: OMG WTF we should write a blog about this epic event.
10:45 p.m. Fell asleep and dreamed that Ronald Mcdonald and The Kentucky Fried Chicken Colonel got married at a Chick Fil A. Woke up in a cold vegan sweat.