Well, right on schedule, it’s 2012.  You know what that means.

The Motion Picture Academy has finally decided to issue awards to fans for being the best twits (at least that’s what the MPA thinks twitterers are called who tweet excessively about motion pictures).  Word on the street is that they’ll also issue a lifetime achievement award to the fan who follows or has followed one particular actor, director or other member of the motion picture industry fanatically but is not a stalker or paparazzo/paparazza.

They tell me you’re experiencing a general warming of our home planet.

I don’t know about that.

Here in the outer reaches of the solar system settlements, “warming” is a luxury we can barely afford.  Thank goodness we gave up on underarm deodorant and other niceties associated with a society of surplus production capabilities and learned to enjoy the odor that a warm body emits.

In any case, a friend sent a few photos from my former neighbourhood of north Alabama to show it is a weird winter there, what with daffodils, crocuses and vinca blooming at the same time this year:

Hey, E-Buddy, what do you think?

Just what I thought!  Crazy, huh?

Oh well, I’ve got a planet to manage 1000 years in the past.  Hope you guys enjoy what we have planned for you next.  It means the world to us here in 3011.

And kids, you keep practicing your interplanetary management skills.  You’ll be adults before you know it and traveling to places you can hardly imagine habitable in 2012.