I just popped over to Gizmodo for my daily dose of all things new and techy and found out that the US FAA has just approved the building of Virgin's Galactic Spaceport in New Mexico.
A Spaceport? Built in my lifetime? SQUEEEEE!!!!
Wonder how I could get myself on a list or something for being the [insert unique quality here] woman in Intergalactic space? Come on, chemical and mechanical engineers! Hurry up and create a better propulsion system than the cumbustion engine so I can get into space, dammit!
And while you're at it, you might want to try developing artificial gravity and have a go at an FTL drive. Kthnxbai.
(ETA: On a completely unrelated note, apparently my name is Charlie Speaking. Once again, there is proof that it takes a special kind of stupid to work in pathology.)
ETA again: I'm just soo busy at work today. I did a quiz. Know anyone who will fit the bill?
My result for The What type of MAN turns you on Test...
Classic scorcher
You scored 70% masculine, 59% athletic, 36% exotic, and 56% refined!
You have picked my personal favorite type of man. Yes, man, not boy. The all-American and then some. You admire a buff body and manly features but someone who knows how to bathe himself and even though he's a scorcher, you could still bring him home to mom - as long as she keeps her hands off! Someone this hot would be......Victor Webster. But let's face it, the whole point of this was to look at a bunch of hot guys.
1 comment:
WOOF. Where do I get one?
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