I remember cheering the rovers on when they landed, and every day over 90 going, "Woo, an extra day!" Somewhere along the line I lost track of how many, and forgot that little rover just trucking away up there. Every time I remembered, though, it brought a little smile to my face, and I'll miss those, and it, terribly. I honestly wish they'd named it Dreams, because it exceeded ours by so, so many. I only hope I live to see the day we being it home. (Or the day we come home to it.)
Also, holy shit I did not expect writing that to bring out this many tears, but I am fucking sobbing now.
The sheer amount of favorites and boosts this is getting is making me cry even harder, because I know all the of us are grieving for our friend.
And no, I don't care that it's just a lump of aluminum and silicon, or slower than our old PCs. It's the realization of a dream and a hope we sent to the stars, and I want us to be the stupid idiots who do that again, and who love them, even if it makes no earthly sense we do.
(I'm not crying my eyes out at Olive Garden. You're crying your eyes out at Olive Garden. ;_;)