Well, those folks at NASA are sure stirring up a bundle this year. First the whole Diaper Wacker Love Triangle, and now SABOTAGE! and drunken astronauts. Sure, they're bundling a bunch of bad news together on a Friday. But somebody needs to inform the NASA PR people that to get it truly lost, you need to wait until Friday afternoon to do the news dump.
I can't understand the sabotage bit. That one needs to have somebody hang at the end of it.
As for the drinking, well, if you're going to be sitting on top of the world's largest firecracker under a tin-can, I can understand wanting to get a little blitzed. But you know, that thing is LOUD to begin with. Do you really want to be hyper-sensitive to noise when you strap-in? Or have an upset stomach just as you become weightless? These are our best and brightest? I'm rethinking that assumption at this point.
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