Bill Nye Boo’d In Texas For Saying The Moon Reflects The Sun

Am I wasting my day by still being in bed at 8:50 on a sunny Sunday morning?

Mrs. Ravensworth, who tried to teach me piano, would be pleased that those practice songs are still going thru my head 35 years later.

America can no longer go into space. We have no supersonic passenger flights. Electric cars are still a novelty. This is progress, I guess.