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Day 3 of the STS-98 Crew hostage crisis Subject: FD 13 Mail from Crew to MCC-Humor
Day 3 of the STS-98 Crew hostage crisis. We're out of film,
food is running low, and Tom is beginning to look good. The
alleged deorbit opportunities today did not come to fruition,
and the crew is convinced that there is some sort of diaper
DSO in the works. If we put Marsha in the suit again, no one
is willing to risk taking her out.
The boys have stopped quoting lines from bad movies and have
begun to quote each other. In setting up the ergometer today
the boys lost one of the sound mounts. In an attempt to locate
it, they released a package of beefsteak hoping it would
migrate randomly to the place the mount had disappeared to.
They lost the beefsteak too. A valiant attempt by Tom
recovered the mount. The beefsteak is still at large.
Tom has begun sketching Earth obs views with crayon and pages
out of FDF, while babbling bits of geographical trivia. No one
else wants to be on the flight deck with him. Last night, Tom
was overhead muttering softly in his sleep, "Balboa, Magellan,
where's the beef?" No one is quite sure about this reference.
We're down to our last three feet of gray tape and Marsha is
working her way loose.
We're afraid that we'll have forgotten most of our debrief
items unless we get to the ground soon.
I fear I will not be able to hold the crew together if we
wave off another day. The mere mention of the phrase 'working
the weather' might put them over the edge. I feel the end is
near. Tell our families that we loved them.
Taco
P.S. First Officer (aka PLT) addendum. The CDR can't find his
Entry pocket Checklist and has been sulking about the cabin
all day. I'm not sure of his ability to fly a HAC. I on the
other hand am quite capable should you decide that this course
of action is advisable.
Date: Thu, 22 Feb 2001 09:17:33 EST
19 February 2001
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