It's here again, my favorite holiday of the year, when all the family gathers around the dinner table to eat ghost chilis and reflect on the fact that we were not obliterated as a species on March 23, 1989 or March 2, 2009. Whenever you think things are bad, just remember that it could be so much worse.
But also remember that sooner or later, it's gonna happen. So eat a peach, astronauts.
BTW, it wasn't a near miss. It was a near hit.