Yesterday 'they' (the astronomical 'they') demoted Pluto from a real planet to a dwarf planet. Pluto is/was the God of the Underworld. Now, I'm not sure about astronomers, but I'm not too keen on picking on any gods of the underworld. That's just asking for trouble. ;-)
And trouble is what yesterday was all about as you might have noticed from my pictorial posts. The first was the skull-and-crossbones, albeit a pretty and sparkly version, which is the symbol for danger. The second was Munch's famous painting called The Scream.
Sometimes a picture really is worth a thousand words so I'm keeping this short. I'll just say that Pluto chose my household to be the recipient of his wrath and dissatisfaction at being defenestrated.
3 comments:
Ouch. Defenestration sounds so...emasculating.
And you're surely not wondering why there were no comments to yesterday's posts. Most of us know to wait until the storm clouds pass before wandering outside.
Hi Rae,
It's Saturday
so today I have a gift 4U
a little piece of Peace
jam movie
Enjoy!
dh, yeah you're right about that. Fortunately, the storm passed fairly quickly.
Q, thanks, that's a cool little movie and a great idea!
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