Oh, people. Ohgods. You know, there are times when I wish I had a private jet and about a trillion dollars, so I could say at any hour of the day or night, “Jeeves! We’re going to X to look at the rocks. Immediately.” And Jeeves would say, “Of course we are, madam,” and make it so.
Of course, I’d have to hire someone named Jeeves who is actually just like Jeeves, and that could be almost as difficult as earning a trillion dollars. Still. I’d like to try. So will you, when you see the rocks Lithified Detritus sent us.
Tell you what. Let’s all pool our money until we have the trillion, and then we can find Jeeves and a jet and spend the rest of our lives going to look at gorgeous rocks, perhaps even whilst dabbling our toeses in water on lovely warm days. I can think of worse things to do.