Favorite convo of the night
Him: I'm reading Packing For Mars and some parts make me think maybe I wouldn't want to go to space.
Me: Why? What are you finding out? Are you about to crush my dream?
Him: No. But have you heard of space euphoria?
Me: Like how you're permanently sad when you get back because nothing is as awesome as space?
Him: Kinda. Also, the moon is apparently not made of cheese, which runs counter to information I had previously received.
Me: What?!? That simply cannot be. I'm fairly sure it's a nice gouda.
Him: Not so. If it were cheese, Italy would probably have a much better space program.
Me, this bus and these hounds … ROAD TRIP MOVIE. Here’s the premise in case Disney is reading: Cannonball Run meets Natural Born Killers but with aliens.