Boom! No one can accuse me of burying the lead. I need to stop watching NOVA. Sometimes, when the Bravo channel lineup isn’t running a show I watch, and I’m too lazy to hook up my electronics to one of our non-smart TV’s, I’ll run through the channels. Antiques Roadshow usually grabs my attention, but like someone reluctantly peering under a bandage to look at a wound, I cringe when I tune into NOVA. Because I know I’ll be equal parts spellbound and horrified at the same time.

I watched two episodes last week and I can’t get them out of my head. I’ve been searching for someone to share my angst with. If you meet me and we find ourselves stuck together for over one minute (my threshold for keeping it in), I’m going to ask you the question. Did you know that there is a supermassive black hole in the center of our galaxy, the milky way? No! Not Milky Way candy bars. It’s a complete coincidence that I’ve got five packs of minis in my cart. They’re not for me, I’m going to the cabin.

At this moment—everything in our galaxy, not just our itty-bitty, silly little sun and its miniscule planets, but all our neighboring suns, moons, and planets are circulating around a supermassive. We’re all floating around, marching to the beat of this supermassive with a pulse in the center.

Full disclosure, I’m not a scientist (dur…), so if I get some of this wrong, just shoot me.

This is new intel. Scientists have just discovered that most galaxies have a supermassive in the center. They’re like conductors, and perhaps without them, the galaxies would not have formed in the first place.

There are ultramassive black holes too, but I’m not going to get into the range of sizes other than to say your head will explode if you try to comprehend it.

Our black hole has a name. Our galactic center is named Sagittarius A*. The asterisk is there because the “radio source had an excited state of atoms”. Those bitches get an asterisk. Whatever. Because of the asterisk, it’s pronounced, “Sagittarius A-star”.

The second episode of NOVA I watched had something to do with Venus being a hellish nightmare of a planet. It probably got that way from a runaway greenhouse effect. Yup—something we’re supposed to fear happening on the big blue marble too. But hey, when Earth becomes 820 degrees and all things die, the next dancer thrust on stage will more than likely be one of Saturn’s moons—Titan. Good luck, girl!

Did anyone else cry watching the demise of NASA’s Cassini spacecraft? I feel bad that I didn’t know about its 2017 death until just recently when I watched a documentary on Netflix called 7 Days Out. Among a trillion other things, Cassini helped gather intel about Titan. You were a good ship, Cassini!

So would you rather know about this stuff or live in the days when they thought the earth was flat and our sun was the center of everything? Remember, before you answer…those folks had the black plague.

I’m going back to Bravo. Southern Charm, I worry about some of you folks, but I love the stuffings out of the show! Um Hm.