Laugh all you want, but the guys who got the dude from N*SIPID (or whatever they’re called) are selling tickets to space for a mere $100,000! I wanna go, damn it! If I had a house, I’d sell it. Anybody know a fast way to make a $100,000?
Hell, I thought you wanted a candy bar!
Yeah, but if you read the article, by the time you recovered from your space sickness you’d be back on the ground.
Also, they’re selling tickets on a semi-spaceship which they haven’t, technically speaking, actually built yet.
Real space travel, the kind where you actually have some hope of staying up there long enough to do something besides upchuck, still costs $20 million bucks a shot, which is just a tad more than your average second mortgage will stretch.
Feh, just get me up there, that’s all I ask! Then I can kill the pilot, jettison his body and use the extra fuel to go to the Moon! (Hey, it’d work for Bruce Willis, why not me?)