I dream of Space.

A few weeks ago, a FB friend posted a link to the Canadian Space Agency. For the first time since 2009, applications are being accepted over the next two months to pick the next 2 Canadian Astronauts.

Instantly, my interest was piqued.

Who hasn’t dreamed of being an Astronaut?

The first time I learned about space travel was probably right after the Challenger disaster in 1986.  I was 11 years old. I can kind of remember the chatter in my grade 6 class at recess about the space shuttle blowing up. We watched the news about it as a family later that evening.  When the Time Magazine issue was released (my parents were subscribers back then), I read over every inch of the article.  I was obsessed.  I would ask my parents to take me to the local library so I could read more about the shuttle missions.  I was obsessed for months about the tragedy.

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A few years later, my father introduced me to Carl Sagan.  He knew I was interested in space exploration and the Universe in general and he brought me a book he’d had on his bookshelf called “Contact“.

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After reading the novel, I started to think about life in the universe and truly wondered if we were alone.  I would look up at the stars at night and wonder what it would be like to meet an alien, or travel through space.  It would be years later that I would start watching science fiction television shows. My brother and father were big Star Trek fans for years. I never liked watching those shows when I was a teenager, I was far more interested in Soap Operas thanks to my mom.  Nevertheless, science fiction was all around me growing up, mostly on the book shelves in my dad’s office.

I became a sci-fi “geek” in University.  I started watching Star Trek: The Next Generation after seeing an episode in my first year philosophy course. That episode was “The Measure of a Man“. The episode discussed the idea of whether Data was indeed a sentient being with a conscience. It was fascinating, and I was hooked.

Fast forward 20 years and I’m now sitting at my computer looking at the eligibility requirements to apply to the Canadian Space Agency.  I meet the height and weight requirements; I am a Canadian citizen; I am female; I have several university degrees; I am licensed to practice medicine in Canada.

Holy crap. I qualify to apply!!!!!

And then I started answering some questions on the official application.

“Do you have expertise in Materials Science?”

“Do you have expertise in Orbital Science?”

“Do you have expertise in Spacecraft Design?”

“Do you have expertise in Thermodynamics?”

“Do you have expertise in Space Physics?”

“Do you have expertise in Microgravity?”

“Do you have expertise in Rocket Science?”

“Do you have expertise in Geodesy?”

What the hell is Geodesy?

Hmmm … guess I’m not as qualified as I had originally thought.  Still, I’m going to apply anyway, why the hell not?

Maybe I’ll use this post as my cover letter.

I Still Believe.

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The X-Files are back and this girl couldn’t be happier.

Seriously, I’m giddy like a schoolgirl.

I was a little worried about the revival – what if it’s awful and sucks? Will it tarnish the 9 previous years of the show?

I was a HUGE fan of the show.  Back in medical school, I would have my friends over  every Sunday night to watch the show and there was only one rule – no one was allowed to talk until the commercials.  My friends respected my geekness, for the most part.

I even got a tattoo during medical school which exemplified my nerdiness and passion for The X-Files.  Yes, I am that much of a geek.

Nowadays with the Internet and spoilers I was very keen not to read anything about the revival.  I couldn’t even look at pictures from the set.  I got goosebumps as I waited for the first episode to start after that silly football game ran over time.  When I heard the opening theme music and credits roll I think I squealed in delight.

There was just something so magical about that show.  I loved the dynamic between the two leads. I loved that Scully was a doctor and a scientist. (I even named my cat after her.) My favorite episodes were always the mythology ones.  Don’t get me wrong, some of the best episodes were the “monster-of-the week”;  “Home” anyone?

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Even Scully, in last night’s episode, agrees with the audience that the monster-of-the-week cases were fun.

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But it was the underlying mythology of the show that really sucked me in.  Are we alone? Do aliens exist? Is the Government lying to us? What really happened to Mulder’s sister? What is the black oil?  Who is Krycek?

There’s only 3 more episodes left to air in this revival.  That can’t be the end!  The ratings are exploding with every new episode. There has to be more!!!!!

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Nerd Heaven

Since I am no longer posting on Instagram my blog followers will be subjected to the ultimate nerdiness that embodies this urbandoctormom. 

I am in line two hours before showtime to see an advance screening of the new Star Wars Movie. 

I will not post spoilers in a future post. 

You have my word on that. 

May the Force be with you.  

 

Geeking Out.

What do you do when it’s a reallllly slow day at the office?  All my paper work is done, referrals are faxed, labs are reviewed, and patients are seen on time.

Watch the new Star Wars trailer, of course!!!!

I just totally geeked out in my office.  My staff are probably thinking they should haul out the Form 1.