Excuse me for a minute while I quote some lines from one of Sarah’s least favorite movies:
D: They’re beautiful, aren’t they?
K: What?
D: The stars. We never just…look. Anymore.
Now with my Men In Black reference out of the way (personally, I LOVE that movie), I have been looking a lot lately. Okay, maybe not at the stars, but at all the stuff we’ve put up there.
If you haven’t checked out our link to Heavens Above, you really should. I don’t know how the genius who runs the web site figured out all of this, but by typing in your city’s coordinates, you can get information about exactly when the International Space Station, the space shuttle, and countless satellites will zoom right over your head, visible to the naked eye. I’ve become hooked. In fact, at 11:19 PM, I’ll be heading back outside to watch another pass of the ISS in the northwest.
I used to love looking at the stars as a kid, but somewhere along the line I stopped looking. Maybe having a house will change some of that. I’m already getting excited about the idea of throwing out a blanket on the lawn and staring at the stars. That’s a little hard to do in my apartment’s parking lot.
UPDATE: Apparently, I’m not the only one checking out the stars lately. This Sunday’s USA Today “Weekend” insert has a story about gazing at the stars and even lists Heavens Above as a recommended site. Cool!
