A soft hiss of air, a gentle light glowing stronger through the eyelids. My name. What's my name?

The rush of pressure grows and hairs prickle across the skin. Skin? Arms, legs...

The light brightens slowly: there is more sound. A.. a voice!"Commander. Commander Jameson? Are you with us? Can you hear me. Please try to blink, or slowly raise an ( Read more... )

I got dayuuum-nigga'd! today by a nigga. I was out at the store, this frood in front bought the exact same soda, booze (friday, folks!) and drinks-powders that I had, so we were like, eyyy /fonz ( Read more... )

Apparently, three British astronomers have discovered 400 trillion, trillion pints of proper ethyl alcohol gas floating in space. A whole nebula of the stuff ( Read more... )