NASA is nothing but a bunch of irresponsible husbands.

I’m sorry, but I have to take a moment to chew NASA out.

WHAT WERE YOU THINKING? How irresponsible can you get? We understand your affinity for taping over wedding videos and precious family footage in lieu of whatever golf tournament or curling match comes on ESPN, but 200 reels of Man on the Moon? Give me a break.

In case you missed this story, NASA, apparently, can’t read. In their attempt to save money (another of man’s more prominent attributes), they taped over all but four of the 15 minute reels. (Quick disclaimer: my facts might be a teensy bit off, I’m going from memory here and I read the story over five minutes ago. Can’t make any promises.)

This just goes to show that men in general have a horrible concept of long-term memory importance (with the exception of sports). As soon as something happens, men move on.

If it weren’t for women who scrapbook and make photo albums and hoard and protect family memorabilia, we’d all be tracing our genealogy back about as far as Uncle Frank. In fact, I’ll venture a guess that if those old monks had put women in charge of record keeping, we might still have an original copy of the Bible, complete with stamps and ribbons.

**Newsflash: I’ve been promoted from the Standard Examiner’s online paper edition to page 8A of the Friday paper!!! After three weeks, not too shabby…