The countdown to the move to Firedoglake is coming down to the final count…

the countdown starts
watching in a trance
the crew is certain

nothing left to chance
all is working
trying to relax
up in the capsule
“send me up a drink”
jokes Major Tom
the count goes on

4…3…2…1…
Earth below us
drifting falling
floating weightless
calling calling home…

Emoticon: Rocket Four…three…two…one… Emoticon: Rocket

All systems go…if the countdown continues to plan, we’re rocketing very, very soon to our new home. Emoticon: Happy Dance