[Dog Star (Phil)]

It seems to me that almost every person alive has a general, if vague interest in the stars above their heads. As we all know, that general, if vague interest can suddenly gestate into a full blown obsession.
What is the catalyst?
I've heard quite a few people say that for them, it was the moment when they first saw Saturn through a decent telescope. I'd have to agree.
But surely there are many other sudden "epiphanies" that occur to people to lure them into their back yards and dark places?
I'm only asking because I'm starting to suspect that I'm a descendant of the War between Mars and Venus millenia ago and grafted onto Neanderthals in a frantic bid to genetecly survive. My fascination with the stars is an expression of my racial memory and is symbolic of my home sickness. That, and it's raining and I'm really bored.