{On the Shuttle to Nowheresville} 5.12.12

“Daddy, look!” a young boisterous boy bounced up to his father, “I made a rocket!”

The boy's father looked and observed three kitchen chairs stacked up with a plastic plate on top-but he chose to see a rocket.

“Wow! Look at that!” he stacked three chairs next to the others and climbed up. “Where're we going captain?”
The boy scrambled into his rocket and took the steering wheel, “Mars! 3, 2, 1- blast offfff!”

“Woa! Look at all those stars!” Exclaimed the father.

Even though he knew they had never really left the earth.