What can I say I'm a wild man.

Phil Plait of Bad Astronomy and the JREF gives us a speech he wrote almost five years back:

I know a place where the Sun never sets.

It’s a mountain, and it’s on the Moon. It sticks up so high that even as the Moon spins, it’s in perpetual daylight. Radiation from the Sun pours down on there day and night, 24 hours a day — well, the Moon’s day is actually about 4 weeks long, so the sunlight pours down there 708 hours a day.

I know a place where the Sun never shines. It’s at the bottom of the ocean. A crack in the crust there exudes nasty chemicals and heats the water to the boiling point. This would kill a human instantly, but there are creatures there, bacteria, that thrive. They eat the sulfur from the vent, and excrete sulfuric acid.

I know a place where the temperature is 15 million degrees, and the pressure would crush you to a microscopic dot. That place is the core of the Sun.

I know a place where the magnetic fields would rip you apart, atom by atom: the surface of a neutron star, a magnetar.

I know a place where life began billions of years ago. That place is here, the Earth.

I know these places because I’m a scientist.

It goes on, read the whole thing, it’s great.

Neat.

Let me show you it

Did we dress like whores? Check!

Did we dress up like whores? Check! Check! Check!

does anyone understand how happy I was when I finally got my tiny plastic sword? anyone?

Some sirens went screaming past the house then stopped a block away, so I suited up and went to see what was happenin, with the trusty cam in tow. I ended up getting up to a cop setting up flares who wouldn’t let me go in further, and said it was a fatal collision. I felt bad for poking around and just took a shaky pic of the cop.
**Update: I found this story. What a bummer. There’s two guys who roll around my neighborhood on electric chairs, one that wears an American Flag helmet and helps around the church my kid goes to, and one that has no legs who I’ve only seen a few times. Of course, it could be someone else. But man, what a bummer. Who thinks “I’ll go for a walk. I’ll probably die.”
On the walk home I saw some kind of rodent in the road. It would sit very still until I lifted the cam, then run slowly off in a kind of determined waddle. If I got in front of it, it would stop, then toddle away again as soon as I hit focus. I tired of him quickly. By the way, what the fuck is this thing?