CALL ME SNAKE

I met my friend along the river this afternoon as planned. The river, in case you’re wondering, is called “The Charles,” and we were right by the Sonesta, which is to say not far from the Museum of Science. After saying hello, my friend told me—and I kid you not–that he thought Mars was out of place and that I’d better go over there and put it where it belonged.

That sounds psychotic—or maybe like the drugs talking—but my friend was serious. And of sound mind. For over the past two weekends he’s set up a scaled version of the inner solar system along the river as part of the Cambridge Science Festival. I helped out a little bit on both weekends. My job today was to move Mars and then watch it (presumably to make sure it stayed where it belonged) and then help take down the whole display (consisting of the sun, Venus, Earth, the moon, and the aforementioned Red Planet). As for how it went, well, I can truthfully say that I moved Mars today. Have you done anything worth bragging about?