Okay, now this post will make more sense, even if no less lame, now that it’s on the correct thread.
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Voyager I calls NASA after 37 years:
NASA, answering the phone: “Hello?”
VOYAGER I: “Hey, it’s Voyager.”
NASA: “Let me put your father on the phone.”
VOYAGER I: “Ma!”
FRANK: “Who is this?”
VOYAGER I: “Dad, it’s me. Hey, listen, I was at Fortuna’s the other day, and, you know what, you were right.”
NASA, feigning a Chinese, muffled voice: “Chinese food.”
FRANK, hanging up: “Sorry, Voyager, our Chinese food just came. Talk to you later.”
VOYAGER I: “Chinese food?”
Heh. Very good. V’ger’s not the only struggling with her mission, though.
A Mars Rover’s Lament
All day I faced the Martian waste without the taste of water;
cool water.
At JPL the jerks at work sip Evian: I die for water;
cool clear water.
The nights are cold and I’ve been told each star’s
a pool of water; cool water.
But with the dawn I’ll switch back on
and MastCamBate for water; cool water.
Load an infra-scan; exploration is the plan;
you’re a robot not a man and the broken rocks can stand for water; cool clear water.
MRO, can’t you see that big green tree
where water’s runnin’ free and it’s waiting there for
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