With every click on Facebook, you leave a little trail of your social life. Now researchers are saying they can piece those clues together, and pick out who your closest friends are.
Planets, planets, everywhere, and all the distances didn't shrink. Planets, planets, everywhere, nor any warp drive we can think (of).
Dangerous wildfires across Tasmania and New South Wales, shown in pictures sent to Earth from the International Space Station
An artist's quest to make art tailored to the Internet, in the physical spaces of modern Los Angeles, London, and Newcastle
A few reflections on a plan to help phase out all-male panels at science and tech conferences
Men: You can fix this. Refuse to participate unless there are women on stage with you.
Google dodges a bullet.
Our planetary neighbor is a dusty, barren land. Here, it's re-imagined as a hospitable, wet globe, a bit like our own home.
Families can pay up to around $20 for just a 15-minute call with a loved one in prison. Perhaps that is about to change.
What is it about humans that make lists so appealing to us? According to Umberto Eco, "We like lists because we don't want to die."
And in the process he learned something awesome
With the ascent of mobile, landlines dip back to World War II-era diffusion.
On the International Space Station, that is
In approving a non-controversial bill about video-rental records, Congress had the chance to stop warrantless email searches, but they passed it up.
Colonel Chris Hadfield recently recorded the first original song written for and performed on the International Space Station. He joins a long and venerable tradition of astromusicians.
In a region where melting could contribute *10 feet* of global sea-level rise, new measurements show temperatures ticking up twice as fast as previously thought.
Maybe a world without crappy remote controls isn't nearly upon us, but the landscape is shifting, and we can see an end in sight.
Our mighty spacecraft has traveled to Saturn's dark side, and captured the majestic planet backlit by our star the sun.
The spuds were, quote, "ideal stand-ins for passengers."
Way, way older than that ratty favorite that you just can't bear to part with even though it looks like hell