I’ve been wimper-laughing (it’s a thing I do) all morning after reading about prehistoric animals, insects, the cosmos, and how screwed we all really are.

Someone should write a mystery book about a serial killer that goes on a rampage and starts killing high-ranking officials, only to end the book when a hypervelocity black hole sucks our entire solar system up.

Considering how much of nature could kill us in an instant I am surprised anyone reaches ten years old.