Tuesday, January 13, 2004

"A Super, Super, Super-Mega, Super-Mega Bummer."

Thus spoke a person with hair much, much longer than mine, a male person, an engineer with JPL, the company that produced the Mars rover for NASA. He was discussing a flaw in a parachute design that threatened the success of the entire mission. And he totally looked like Bonnie Raitt.

You learn these things on PBS, the fact that our brightest scientific minds, the people paving the way for interplanetary travel, apparently just fell out of the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band. And, you know, God bless them. If they think personal grooming is a super mega bummer but if they're dropping manmade objects on the surface of MARS, who am I to argue? I can't charge my cell phone without bringing in Stephen Hawkin for an assist. You go, Feminine-Haired Inarticulate Freaky Rocket Science Man. You go.

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