But with the time difference between here and Europe I didn't feel like trying to figure out when, exactly, Philae would touch down on 67P/Churyumov-Gerasimenko. The closest a quick try got me was about 2 a.m. here. Nope. I'll read about it in the headlines tomorrow, I thought.
I slept, got up and did the usual morning routine, and sat down with my coffee to do the daily news and blog-run. Right now, I can't remember how I even got there, but the first thing I saw was a Twitter post:
Spaceflight Now @SpaceflightNow 36 sec ago
Philae is on the comet! #CometLanding
36 seconds? I missed it by 36 seconds? Well, hey, guess what, I DIDN'T MISS IT THEN!!!! Unbelieveable. I was apparently MEANT to share this joyous occasion, just like last time, joyously weeping over my coffee.
Then I went hunting for what I'd written about Curiosity's triumph.
Nothing. Not in my blog, not in my journal, nothing.
And now that I think about it, this is all I'll write about this morning's occasion. I just don't have words adequate to the event.
But by some wacked-out stroke of good luck, I didn't miss it. That means I'm 3 for 3: the Moon, Mars, and 67P/Churyumov-Gerasimenko. I am SO delighted to live in the future!