Sitting in a tin can high above the earth...
Major Jane declared "Mission control we have a problem; we seem to have mislaid the peanut butter."
Mission control smoothly replied "Well; no more peanut butter and jelly for you then."
Meanwhile a small jar of organic peanut butter drifts slowly into the vastness of space..
For a billion years the tiny capsule, frozen to near absolute zero; where lazy electrons slowly made their rounds in a microcosm that time forgot [or more precisely pretended not to notice] drifted on [if only it had taken a notebook].
A shining blue sphere appears, not that E.Coli was in any state of consciousness to appreciate the beauty of that sight....
A rapid descent, a bright white fire, shattering release and a watery home; hence one giant leap for E.Coli and one stunning bound for life.
The millennia rolled by and life did what it does best, hesitantly at first then boldly; went forth and multiplied like crazy.
Under camera lights many moons from now; the pastor, the right reverend Gridiron Klingonschmiff on tapping a jar says "Pah evolution. I'm still waiting for this peanut butter to do something noteworthy".
One never knows, does one?
Thanks to this for setting me off