In my solitude I have pondered much on the incomprehensible subjects of space eternity life and death.

Work takes up a lot of my brain space. So when I work it's one thing. I don't have a lot of time to think about dating.

I loved climbing because of the freedom and having time and space. I remember coming off Everest for the last time thinking of Dad and wishing that he could have seen what I saw. He would have loved it.

A father and two sons run Adelphia. It's a cable company. And they took from that company a billion dollars. A billion. Three people - three people took a billion dollars. What were they gonna do start their own space program? 'Let's send the monkey to Mars Dad!'

We found out the Gemini spacesuit was well oxygen was flowing to keep me cool as well as to breathe and it wasn't good enough. My visor got fogged.

Cool things happen. Ace's guitar flies through space goes through a hole and blows up. I throw drumsticks and they come flying at you.

I joined MySpace in September 2003. At that time no one was on there at all. I felt like a loser while all the cool kids were at some other school. So I mass e-mailed between 30 000 and 50 000 people and told them to come over. Everybody joined overnight.

Jazz took too much discipline. You have to come in at the right place which is different than me singing the blues where I can sing 'Oh baby ' if there's a pause in the melody. With jazz you better leave that space open or put in something real cool.

Lighter computers and lighter sensors would let you have more function in a given weight which is very important if you are launching things into space and you have to pay by the pound to put things there.

Why does everyone think the future is space helmets silver foil and talking like computers like a bad episode of Star Trek?