A transmission's just come through from Mars’ Stand-up Open Mic:
“Why did the photon refuse to check a suitcase at the airport? It was traveling light.”
Status: Laughs on Mars were measured, faint but abundant.
Jupiter's response is delayed, possibly buffering space-time with its cosmic dad jokes:
"How many aliens does it take to change a lightbulb? Just one, but it takes a whole spaceship team for the manual."
Status: A giggle echoed through the rings.
Meanwhile on Venus, the feedback loop gets sensual and slightly awkward:
"Have you seen my asteroid belt? It’s more stylish than yours!"
Status: Venusian groans turned into orbital dances.
For more ethereal essays:
Whispering Umbra Chronicles
Or listen to:
Saturn's Celestial Chortles