So, I had a [tag]dream[/tag] the other night. I was on the [tag]International Space Station[/tag]. I know this because the whole place is decorated in Nasa White.

Anyway, apparently, as they expand the place, they brought me on to help. I was in charge of office supplies.

A guy comes to the door selling pencils. But not just any pencils, these are fantasmic great explore space pencils. He even demonstrated how they worked (and, other than needing sharpening, I must say they worked rather well). Very nice and all.

So?

I bought twenty of them, at a dollar a piece. Ten for the station, and ten for the folks back on Earth that support us (cuz I’m nice like that).

I know, I can hear what you’re saying – dude, a buck a piece? You got ripped off! Well, yeah, but these were [tag]Space Explorer Pencils[/tag], and I refused to validate the dude’s parking ticket, since he didn’t make an appointment. So there.