I had to go the dermatologist this morning. Had to have a growth removed from my nose. I've had this recurring problem for a few years now. New dermatologist. Maybe it's some disease from Mars. That would be cool. Maybe it's some disease from germ warfare lab. That would also be cool. I think it's going to turn out to be some low grade not too exciting variant of skin cancer. I'll know soon and post an update.
Back in the 60's the lunar missions came back and the astronauts had to go into quarantine. And they walk on some sheet of plastic. And some guy came along and sprayed something on the plastic to make everyone feel NASA had it under control. Nobody worried we'd left poop and all sorts of other germ laden material on the lunar surface, just waiting to kill some unsuspecting moon men.
Of course, if I'd been an astronaut, after we got o the surface, I'd have pointed at something the camera couldn't see and said "What's that? It's moving. It's coming this way. Arrgh." And then let everything be silent for a few seconds. "Ha ha!" Boy, they'd be mad at me. But I think that would be hysterically funny . Overall, I don't think astronauts were all that funny. Women wanted to sleep with them and men wanted to be them. But I can't recall a single moon joke told by any astronaut.