You and me both, but even if we could just spot some extremely simple form of multi-cellular life outside Earth just imagine what would happen to the space program. It would be the massive catalyst we need to push like we did in the 60's and 70's. Even with NASA's faults with the new globalization of space programs…

But wouldn't you just once like it to actually BE aliens?

Thanks! I see what you mean. The clips where the lights are normal also don't discern the individual prop blades. The clips with the lights flashing do show the prop blades, and that means the shutter speed is shorter, and that makes sense that it might cause the strobe artifact.

There are a lot of reasons not to go to Birmingham and that landing is very low on the list.

But why? If anything it should reassure you that most pilotes know what they're doing, even if they are landing under shitty circumstances such as these.

"There are many many many decommissioned oil & gas platforms..."

First time I've seen a reference to that site in like a decade.

Comcast will be there between 8:00am and 6:00pm.

Horniman, who eventually erected

I had to pause for few seconds to flush out the picture of taxidermist mounting an animal he never seen before...

You're covering the wrong news here. The bigger question is HOW DID AN AIRPLANE GET IN OUTERSPACE?

there's at least one guy in this photo gallery who knows Brazil very well.

The "1984 is not an instruction Manual" isn't quite what I would use. Though people might not know it as well, Brazil seems like a better example; though, the perpetual war on terror is starting to get a little 1984.

What is this? A city for ANTS??

I will never eat poop the same again.

"Trolley Coin" confused the hell out of me.

So happy for Batman's birthday. My parents are taking me out to the theatre to celebrate.

"...and when the intakes failed to close, and I checked my gauges, I knew what she wanted. My zippers were tight on my flight suit, the pressure was intense. But somehow she knew to keep her inlet open, giving me enough time to make my hands steady, and slide it in. All Walt could do was close his eyes, and hope he…