From NASA’s Archives, 50 Amazing Photos Of The Apollo Moon Missions
In May of 1961, President John F. Kennedy made a promise to put a man on the Moon—and return him back safely—by the end of the decade. Somehow, it worked.
Over 50 years later, it’s easy to forget how ambitious Kennedy’s promise was. We’d gotten our butts kicked in the Cold War space race with Russia. America hadn’t launched the first satellite. America hadn’t been first off this planet (with a human or an animal). America hadn’t been first to the Moon, even, if you count Russia’s Luna 2 and 3 satellites. In fact, Kennedy’s speech came just 20 days after we’d put our first man, Alan Shepard, into space. Then six years later, our manned quest to the moon would start with the most extreme failure possible, when three astronauts died in a fire during Apollo 1 launchpad testing.
But between 1961 and 1975, NASA’s Apollo missions would change the world. Competition would drive America’s innovation to extremes, the likeness of which I’m not sure we can say we’ve seen since. We’d make it to the Moon in 1969, and by 1975, we’d begin cooperating with Russia in the Apollo-Soyuz Test Project. In winning the space race, America took strides to ending the Cold War. Two superpowers fired their rockets into the air rather than at each other, and we’re a far more accomplished species for the sentiment.
Don’t give up on NASA.
“Delivered by 2016.” Only $330,000. I’ll take two.
Snapped from the Car and Driver magazine, April 2013 issue.
Make a life where you are.
FYI: Uranus was discovered 232 years ago today.
I'm rarely up late enough to see the speedometers.
you know how when someone smiles, usually you see about 6 teeth on top. if they’ve really bared their teeth at you, maybe 8.
i wanna girl with at least twice as many teeth as normal. you’d be able to see at least a dozen teeth on top when she smiled.
and she would always speak kind of medievally.
and she’d call me, “m’lord”.
…because I was in the right place at the right time and it probably was the right thing to do.
It certainly gives me a fix unlike the other stop-smoking antidotes I’ve used in the past.
The couple downsides are…
1- The battery charging, refilling the liquid maintenance headaches.
2- When I smoked I would go outside for 5 or so minutes and be good for a couple hours. With this guy the only thing I’m exhaling is water vapor so it’s safe to use anywhere. And so I do. But not intentionally, it’s just there, laying around. And I use it. There’s also not just one cigarette of liquid in that tube. There’s more than half a days worth so it’s hard for me to know when I’ve got my fix. So I over-fix. Too often. Just like getting too much caffeine, too much nicotine is rather unpleasant. In addition, my stomach starts to knot itself like an organ-al pretzel.
The upsides are well worth it though…
1- No smoke, tar, fiberglass, whatever other nasties Big Tobacco comes up with.
2- No smoke stained fingers. I didn’t think that would ever come off.
3- I feel good emotionally about it and physically, too. My right hand index and middle fingers aren’t going quite as numb as they usually do when it’s cold outside.
I’ve been vaping (which is the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard) for a couple weeks now. It’s good. I don’t have any real beefs with ecigs and I do miss the smoking now and again. But I told myself a long, long time ago that when I turned 40, there’d be big changes. I’m not 15 anymore.
PS— I can’t believe started smoking 25 years ago.
PSS— I went with Volcano Fine Electronic Cigarettes mainly because they’re all American made. No sawdust China product here.
PSSS— Red Hot Lava is the only flavor I’ve tried. I’m going to give the Sharks Clove a go next since Djarum Blacks are what got me hooked again after a six month hiatus in the late 90s.
You’re trying to seduce me Mrs Robinson.
I wanted to put Audio Goods and Movies. “Category” wouldn’t let me choose two. Story of my life.
I rode down to Springfield, Il today for a job interview and tried to listen to the pop radio. I wanted to kill myself more or less the whole way. Music has always been such an important part of my life and to hear it raped and left for dead on the side of the road made my soul ache through the earholes.
Apparently anything is excellent if you put the word “edgy” in the description:
All right gang here’s the newest thing! Let’s try some Edgy Lesbian Banjo Polka! Make your voice sound as rural or southern as possible and grunt a lot.
All this “alternative country”. It’s the diarrhea of country music and putrid as a rock sound. They think they’ve combined the 2 and come up with an improved hybrid but it sucks donkey ass through a straw 3 miles long.
What If The Unicorns Don’t Give a Shit About Our Problems?
Personally, I’m an optimist. I believe the unicorns give a shit about my problems.
This whole thing was something I never questioned, UNTIL NOW!
Today I could really use a carrot peeler on my arm.
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