The idea of just hanging out in a space station scares the shit out of me. The closest I have ever come was riding a Greyhound bus through Texas in the middle of the night, dark with points of light in the distance. The only part I'd be interested in would be the weightlessness.
Gerald Carr and William Pogue on Skylab 4
1973
from NASA
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Yeah, I wouldn't mind being weightless either.
Don't show this one to Tay, she will want them both to be her boyfriend.
Beardies in space!
If Taylor gets one, I get the other.
I know what you mean about the Greyhound. My "space experience" is limited to laying on my back in a field out at the co-op and flipping the switch in my mind to make up down and down up and feeling like I was going to fall off the earth into the great black nothingness of sky. It made my heart freak out.
I hate/love that. It's best on the beach.
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