Save My Spot (JSC135 Tweetup – Part 5)
"What? Astro Ron needs a number? What is she talking about?" The light rain was becoming heavier and I was starting to become distracted in my driving so I put the phone back in the cup holder, "Sorry Shannon, it'll have to wait. I have to get to the Tweetup first before I can figure out what this is about."
Read MoreWalking on the Moon with Harrison Schmitt of Apollo 17
"And right at the instant that we lifted off all we had on the communication link was static... We couldn't hear a thing. And of course Cernan as the commander was getting very upset that he couldn't hear the ground talking to him and I said 'I didn't do anything!'"
Read MoreRunning on Empty (JSC135 Tweetup – Part 4)
It had been 18 hours since I had eaten anything and I remembered my nutrition bar tucked in a pocket of my carry on. I pulled it out along with the last remains of the bottled water from the Birmingham terminal gift shop. I put my cell phone on GPS and quickly wolfed down the nutrition bar before getting out of the parking lot and onto the main roads. I now had finally had my breakfast... sort of.
Read MoreHouston, I Have a Problem (JSC135 Tweetup – Part 3)
Ok, I'm already touching a sleeping stranger on an airport bench, but it looks like I was going to have to take it up a notch to get her awake. I couldn't abandon her, so I looked around seeing we were alone and placed a hand on each of her shoulders, gave her a careful, but firm shake and in my best Jerry Lewis voice yelled, "HEY LAAADY!"
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