Your Weekly Whoomp

Got a note from Russ, my oldest, who, rightfully, pointed out that the inside of a can of red paint was white, or possibly, silver, depending on the manufacturer.
I read that and said, “??”, and looked back at the whoomp.
I had, in fact, asked, “What color is the inside of a can of red paint, before you open the can?” And then, I proceeded to talk about the color of the paint. He picked up on what my unintentional question really was and described the inside of the container, after it was opened, of course. He didn’t concede that without light, the inside of the can was probably black–or maybe he decided that it was unnecessary.
Also, I made a statement I’m not sure I completely understand, last week.
I was talking about my temporary reassignment, and pointed out that it wasn’t rocket science.
Thinking about that statement, I got to thinking, “What’s complicated about rocket science?” If you fill a balloon with air and let it go, you understand the basic premise of rocketry, but then you have to consider stabilizing it, directing it, computing a viable payload, and continuously building better and better fuels-and don’t forget safety concerns.
????
Guess I answered my own question, huh?
Well, lookee here! A truly short whoomp!