aldo-vallon - February 13, 2018
I have always found it to be an unfortunate, although very fitting, coincidence that Valentine’s Day’s abbreviation is V.D. It is so good that it makes me wonder if there was not a little more at play when the first doctor came up with the term venereal disease. That dude had to have known what he was doing, and he took full advantage. Because of that I will give him an imaginary fist bump.
I have always wanted to have the opportunity to officially name something. I could spend thousands of dollars investing in a telescope for the chance to discover and name an asteroid, but that doesn’t seem like a wise investment unless it is going to be the one that destroys the earth. Everyone will know that one. Hardly anyone will know asteroid C-5893 because it will never pass by again.
The only way for that asteroid to be a sound investment is if I was to name it “Josephine Skriver Will You Marry Me?” I have seen some pretty embarrassing failed proposals in my life, but I don’t see how this one could go wrong. It’s not like I named it “Josie’s Butt.”
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