Astronauts are inherently insane. And really noble.

By my reckoning, I'm about 100 kilometers from Pathfinder. Technically it's called “Carl Sagan Memorial Station.” But with all due respect to Carl, I can call it whatever the hell I want. I'm the King of Mars.

I started the day with some nothin’ tea. Nothin’ tea is easy to make. First, get some hot water, then add nothin’.

Once I got home, I sulked for a while. All my brilliant plans foiled by thermodynamics. Damn you, Entropy!

How come Aquaman can control whales? They’re mammals! Makes no sense.

My asshole is doing as much to keep me alive as my brain.

I do know that the best way to make a mediocre movie is to just transcribe the book.