Storytelling

“Earth? It still exists? What for? I thought we ordered its destruction months ago.” Commissaire Glorg of the Intergalactic Planetary Standards Commission glared at the floating image of the distant blue planet and waggled a stern eye stalk in disgust. “We did sire,” said Gleam, his Aide-de-Campe, executing an elegant grovel, “but the notoriously wimpy…

I’m just getting back into the rhythm of writing my science column here. My latest research has revealed that we have so many molecules in our body, and they get spread around so much after we die, through wind and rain and plants breathing and ocean currents swirling, that the odds are good that every…