We the Future

Watching "the Universe" today, the show was describing some of the rains on other planets and moons in our universe. The universe is not life friendly. Earth is really a miracle in itself. When you think about what a small bubble of atmosphere we live under, and the total harshness of space, it really is astonishing that we even exist at all. Nobody's drinking Starbucks in the methane rain on Venus. Methane gas turned fluid is about three hundred degrees below freezing. Or something like that. No place for humans. On one of the moons of Jupiter it rains Iron pellets. Like clusterbombs but burning hot. Some other place it rains sulfuric acid. Standing in the rain there would melt your skin off. Get the picture.....This is the only inhabitable real estate in the whole damn universe. It might be the only inhabitable real estate in the whole galaxy. We don't know. We do know the rest of the universe is not life friendly. That's scary; the idea we're all alone; That earth is the only place that will support life. What if the whole future of space depends on our world? We might be the first advanced civilization. Future Gods from outer space to less civilized places like planet of the dogs. If such places exist. During the show , for all the Explorers, Discovery's, this and that craft, not one of them is coming back with pictures of any vacation spots. And the barbecues are all wrong. Anyway, it never occured to me that the whole future of "life" existing in the galaxies might depend totally on earth's inhabitants taking care of the place and moving elsewhere to propagate the species. Can you imagine what property would go for in the new world? Talk about a back door! That would be way better than a hole in the wall. Or the side of a mountain for that matter. I gotta feel like the ticket is way out of my league though. I wonder who the lucky astronauts will be in space on 122112 ,...just in case. The days are getting longer here. It's warm. Life is wonderful and the cat is fat and sleeping comfortably on it's pillow in the box outside. Oh, and before I forget, keep your guard up California; Reservoirs are filling up, the ground is saturated, the snowpack is heavy, it is no time for a wam rain. Dum-duh-dum-dum-duhhhhhhhhhh