I’m gonna see the stars
on the way to Mars
where I’ll build some bars
and electric cars,
and golf holes with pars,
and serve beer in jars.
Yeah, I’m the man from Mars,
a planetary czar,
playing bass guitar,
where the Martian-folk are.
Wait, what’s that you say: Mars has winds that gust up to 150 kilometers per hour and frequent continent-sized dust storms that last for weeks, and occasional dust storms on a global scale? Fuck it; I’m staying in Philly.
Now, for a more sober approach: Building an infrastructure with a grid, power source, and transmission lines just to live exclusively indoors in climate-controlled spaces is not my idea of nirvana. Wait, did I just hear a tweet? Nah, that was just the nature simulator.
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