The End of An Era and The Rebirth of US Space
Everyone in the business knew it was en route, though I’m not sure we were prepared for it to arrive quite so soon. In fact, technically we’re not prepared, as the Continue reading
Observations: Why They Matter
We have a theory – a lot of theories, actually – about how the Universe works. On scales big and small, from the entire cosmos to the threads that bind Continue reading
For the Love of Science (We’re Taking Requests)
What does one do after spending a year – an Earth year – simulating life on Mars? There are short term and long term answers to this question. Some of Continue reading
Long Live The Exceptions
A few quick thoughts about the passing of John Glenn while I travel at 500 mph over the southwestern United States on the way to Los Angeles to film an episode Continue reading
Just When You Thought It Was Safe To Come Back to Earth
Hello world! It’s been a while. My previous post was signed, sealed, and delivered shortly before the flap on our dome’s backdoor opened and the HI-SEAS IV crew returned to Continue reading
Landing: After a Year and a Day Away
A year and a day ago, I came here with a stack of books, a small pile of clothes, and a leather medical bag. The stack of books got larger. Don’t Continue reading
The Write Stuff: A Plea from the Wrong Side of the Lens
I am unashamed to admit it: I am terribly proud of my people. To what “people” am I referring here? Doctors? Scientists? Astronauts and aspiring astronaut-types? That’s surely true in Continue reading
Last Sunday on sMars
Looking back over a year’s worth of posts, I find that many of them can be a bit – if not somber – at least serious in tone. So for Continue reading
The Weirdest Thing: Two Weeks From Landing
Fourteen days from today, the hatch will open and the six of us will rejoin the world. In some (obvious) ways, we never left. In many ways, we’ll be aliens Continue reading
Beautiful Dreams: My Brain Prepares to Resume Its Life on Earth
An egg. An orange. Avocados. These objects exist now only in two dimensions – images, references, distant memories. Like a movie of a picnic running in reverse, in dreams I Continue reading