The Saga Of Forgotten Space Baby

Forgotten Space-Baby was once a baby named Alex. One day his mother took him the Baby Trade Shop and traded him for another baby that was eight feet tall. This baby was also named Alex. His mom liked him because he was eight feet tall and could reach things for her. She forgot all about her original son. The now nameless baby cried and cried and cried, and nobody else wanted to trade him, so finally the Baby Trade Shop launched him into outer space. Up there he gained incredible space powers and became Forgotten Space-Baby, legend of five galaxies. Now he is on a quest to return to Earth, to get back to his family. But first he must defeat nefarious space villains such as the Skeleton Family, or the evil Dr. Trap. Will he ever make it back to Earth? Will he be able to replace the eight-foot baby Alex and regain his mother's love? Will he get assistance along the way from his long lost father, Forgotten Space-Dad?

Independent Of The Facts

Here's something you might not know: In terms of our independence, July 4th is an almost completely meaningless date. It wasn't the day the Declaration of Independence was ratified -- that was July 2nd. It wasn't the day the Declaration of Independence was signed -- that was in August. It certainly wasn't the day this country actually became independent -- we still had to win a war to achieve that. As near as I can tell, the only thing special about July 4th is that it's the day the text of the Declaration was finalized -- which might make it a memorable day for proofreaders and editors but otherwise has little to no bearing on our actual independence.

So.. what's so special about the fourth of July? Why do we celebrate this basically meaningless day? Um. Because we always have? Geez Noel, did you need a better reason than that?