[CaptainCrunch]

I love this stuff, but its bitter sweet for me.

I was born in the 60's, I tend to remember flashes of Neil Armstrong stepping on the moon, and seeing it on a crappy black and white TV (probably state of the art at the time). I also remember my old man with enormous side burns and doing the whole Steve Austin look (No not blue jean cut offs and a leather vest and yelling at my mom to throw him another Crunchweiser) but the leisure suit and the big collar stuff. I also remember my older sisters talking about it for days.

As I grew up, and hit school, it was the idea that one day soon, man would land on Mars. we'd have space stations and people would be living on them like it was just a normal thing. The moon would be colonized, and be the launching pads for trips deeper into space.

It was incredibly exciting for a kid to think that if he lived to 80, that we could see man living on other worlds and exploring beyond.

But then the whole thing cooled off. We shot some probes into space which was cool and all, but the next generation of space exploration was the space shuttle, which was basically an orbiter. and even the International space station seemed to be nothing all that exciting or romantic.

I remember watching the Apollo-Soyuz hand shake in space and how cool that was, and we all hoped that in the day and age of nuclear bombs and MAD that maybe this would be the first step to real cooperation, and a real push into space, because frankly if all of mankind could just focus on the push to space all that other shyt would take care of itself.

With a little over 30 years to go, where's my moon colony, where's my living in space? Where's are mission to mars? Where's are push beyond the outer rim of out solar system. And most importantly why can't I get some tang around here?