We are going to the Moon with a promise this will lead to Mars. I bet that NASA was concerned that the idea would be a hard sell to the public without the showy proclamations, especially since there wasn’t too much competition from our rivals. We do hitch rides from Russia, after all. “While maintaining
SOBERING NEWS AND A GAMBLE The second day of school was done. Liz let out a big sigh. The rest of the family came in sluggishly. It had been a long day. Andrew had prepared spaghetti and meatballs, one of the kids’ favorite dinners, and added wine for the parents. “Thank you for this, Andrew,”
I have been chasing my tail and need to slow down. I have decided to submit blogs every two weeks instead of one week. Please don’t think I’m giving up. I need to lessen the workload and focus more on my Stories. I have enjoyed the process of producing blogs, but it can be time-consuming.
A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook
Lt. John Masterson: Alhague, how do you like being human?Unknown prisoner: [distant] Say, what? [At this revelation, Tom Beck looks at Lloyd. Lloyd looks back] Lloyd Gallagher: It’s all right Lt. John Masterson: Better than being Altairian. Altairians are a filthy people. We could take over this place if we wanted. They have nothing here