When you think about “the future,” what do you see? Is it a jetpack? A machine that will shower and dress you? An automated car that can also park itself and give you a back massage? That all sounds good, but you’ve got to think bigger. You’ve got to think “space porn can soon be a reality.”
Good gravy, have I got some news for you: Soprano Sarah Brightman, a.k.a. the original Christine from Phantom of the Opera and the former Mrs. Andrew Lloyd Weber, is going to outer space. What next? Is Michael Crawford planning to journey to the center of the Earth? Whatever—Sarah Brightman for Queen of Space!
JUST KIDDING I'M OBVIOUSLY JUST KIDDING. Although I'm sure there's some dumb dude in some backyard somewhere meat-chortling about zomg what happens when they all get their periods in null gravity and their synced-up cycles pull all of Jupiter's moons out of whack you can't drive a spaceship when there's melted Dove…
There are few things in life that can be as cathartic as a good cry, especially in high-pressure or overwhelming situations. Fighting with your significant other? Cry it out. Catch a Google Chrome commercial on TV? Let them tears go. Have to say goodbye to your daughter Liv Tyler before manually detonating a bomb in…
