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March 18, 2009
A small bat
that was spotted blasting off with the space shuttle Sunday and clinging to the back side of Discovery's external fuel tank apparently held on throughout the launch.
13 years ago
"Broken left wing and some problem with its right shoulder or wrist." Trouble comes in threes. I can sympathize with that bat. RIP.
Poor little guy. At least his final flight was spectacular. If you're going out, you might as well go out in style.
Koichi Wakata is apparently バット マン。 Too bad the little guy didn't fly away after the engines ignited... assuming that he probably got sucked into the firey plume after lift-off.
O, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth And pierced the atmosphere on leathern wing; My kind's nocturnal ultrasonic mirth Ne'er touched so high a pitch as this I sing. Starward I soar into the darkling dome Where never morning lifts the starry veil; And is not this my kind's ancestral home? Through timeless vaults where nebulae gleam pale My voice shall sound a last sweet sonar strain; No human ear shall hear my wish that I May pass before the Moon's full-circled pane, Unfurl my wings, and raise the Signal high.
I love Pallas's poetry.
that is very lovely, PA. a bunch of leathery black bananas to you!!
or should I say,
This is terrible news. Now the dreaded space bats of Omicron Trianguli 3 will surely descend upon us and all our works with unquenchable flesh-rending vengeance in mind.
MonkeyFilter: My voice shall sound a last sweet sonar strain
That is glorious, Pallas! Godspeed, wee batstronaut, wherever you are.
Well done, bat! Well done, Pallas!
Beautiful, Pallas. And godspeed indeed, little bat.
Many thanks for the kind words, all!
Batnanas gratefully accepted; the word "batstronaut" much admired; dreaded space bats of Omicron Trianguli 3 placated with tropical fruits /
REALLY hopes Dan Folkus hasn't seen the infamous Schlong Poem
MonkeyFilter: Godspeed indeed, little bat.
*salutes, lip trembles*
MonkeyFilter: Unquenchable flesh-rending vengeance in mind.
Damn it, Pallas, I'm crying at work now. I wish I was kidding.
Aw, infinitywaltz-- would a hug and a
bat rescued by NPR
help at all? Also a
Cheesy!? As least as good as any "goodbye" on American Idol.
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