We’ve started placing non-monetary bets on the likelihood that I’m asked about my personal life during publicity interviews.
So far I’ve been correct 100% of the time.
I can’t completely understand the fascination with my dating life; maybe I just really do a stellar job of keeping it ambiguous…
In which John Green, Hank Green, and Emily Graslie teach you about, well, everything. Big History is the history of everything. We’re going to start with the Big Bang, take you right through all of history (recorded and otherwise), and even talk a little bit about the future. It is going to be awesome. In the awe-inspiring sense of the word awesome. In this episode, we walk you through the start of everything: The Big Bang. We’ll look at how the universe unfolded at its very beginning, and how everything in the universe that we know today came into being. So that’s kind of a big deal, right?
For more information, visit www.bighistoryproject.com
So… this is a big announcement!
The Big History Project is what I would have loved to experience in my high school classroom. It contextualizes… everything. Instead of putting up arbitrary barriers around subjects, it encourages participants to approach history - history of science, math, the earth, our solar system, civilization - in the only way we can begin to make sense of it all, which is through relational context.
And I’m really, really proud to announce that I’ve got a few minor guest hosting roles throughout the series! It’s a big honor to be asked to participate and serve as Scientific Claims Tester. Plus I got to hang out in the Crash Course studio like whaaaaaaaat
Yesterday morning I met Hank Green in an airport.
I saw him and stopped walking, and said the first thing in my mind which was: ‘You’re Hank Green.’ The words literally just spilled out of my mouth, there was no amount of thought happening. And I’m sure he hears it all…
whenever i try and learn something new
- me: It seems that I am not immediately excellent at this
- me: it is because I am a failure
- me: everything I touch dies