Twice in two days, I've heard this rumor that the next space station crew might be up there for a year (which is double the usual 6 months). That's a long time to be stuck in a very small tin can circling the Earth with only one other person to keep you company (though they would get a week-long visit during a Soyuz taxi mission). Not a breath of fresh air for a whole year. It wouldn't be the longest space stay ever (some of the Russian Mir crews stayed longer). But, wow. I have spent many years dreaming about being an astronaut, but when you hear about stuff like this every day, it makes you wonder about the personality of someone who can do that or would VOLUNTEER to do that... going into space would be an amazing thing (sign me up!). But, on the other hand, can you imagine the confinement/isolation?

In case you can't tell, I've recently become re-energized about space stuff and my job in general. There's a definite morale boost from the recent tours I got to take and the new work assignments.

This weekend, what will I do? Tonight is Sarah's Birthday Game Night (at my house); Tomorrow, probably homework/yardwork; Sunday, Cheesecake factory and REI.