My side job as a Molecular Biologist recently took me to Meridani Planum where I studied transgenic mice who were fed a strict diet of fried peanuts cross-fertilized with embryogenic banana cell suspensions. When the mice started singing Elvis and nearly caused a collision of an unstoppable force to an unmovable object, I panicked and fed them to Schrodinger's cat.
During my return trip home, my boat broke down and I drifted into the stellar nursery Carina Nebula where I sang lullabies to baby star clusters to pass the time. As fate would have it, my off-key singing was amplified by an interstellar transmitter and heard by a space cowboy who came to my rescue.
And we lived happily ever after.
