As a kid, I wanted to be an astronaut and a baseball player. The latter was beyond my reach in this life, so far, and but the former, while probably out of reach as well is no longer out of the question.
Thanks, NASA.
With domestic flight check-in times at two hours and international flights at three, I figure I should start to get a move on to make the Mars launch. As soon as I understand how much carry-on and checked baggage I'm allowed.
-bill kenny
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