The sun makes me sad

In the last few weeks, the sun has changed dramatically here in Philadelphia. On September 1st, the sun set at 7:33. Today it sets at 7:03. That's a 30 minute difference in less than two weeks. But not only does it get dark earlier, the sun never makes it as high in the sky as it does in the bright summertime.

Why does this make me sad?

I keep thinking that it's later than it is. Just now, I was thinking, "Gosh, it must be 4 already." Nope. 2:40.

2:40!

In December, the sun will set at 4:35. Then I'll be thinking, "Gosh, it must be 4 already." Nope. 12:00 noon.

Noon!?

I'm your moon

"A few people suggested I do a song about Pluto, and I thought it was a fine idea. It was turning around in my head last week when the first line of the chorus came to me, as if from deep space.

As you certainly know by now, Pluto is not a planet anymore. Just yesterday the International Astronomical Union made it official by redefining “planet.” Pluto is a now considered a dwarf planet, along with a few other small, icy spherical things out there. Obviously very upsetting to Pluto. As you are also no doubt aware, Pluto’s moon Charon is kind of unusual: it’s about half the size of Pluto, which is pretty large for a moon. And it doesn’t orbit around Pluto, they actually orbit around each other, faces locked, like dancers. You wouldn’t be crazy to think of them as a double dwarf planet.

What I’m getting to is this: Charon sings this song to Pluto."
--Jonathan Coulton

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