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I can just about imagine the Australians, "Gday mate, looks like it's raining American technological supremacy again."
"Ay, better get the sheeps down the satellite shelter."

Seriously, "fucking NASA" is regularly doing outstanding, amazing stuff. Sometimes, someone at NASA fucks up. Doesn't even remotely reduce the insane amount of how NASA's daily busines just fucking rocks.

Remember how the Mars Rovers were supposed to work for only 90 days? Voyager probes leaving the solar system and still transmitting data after more than 30 years? The Hubble telescope showing us the birth of stars? Earth observation satellites letting us understand the workings of the planet and the trouble we are in like never before?
Oh, and that other thing, LANDING ON THE MOON?
They did all that on a sum of money, between 1958 and 2008, equal to what the USA spent on it's armed forces in just eight months last year.
I love NASA, the odd mishap can be forgiven.

Also, remember that Astroglide was developed by a NASA engineer from cooling fluid designed for the Space Shuttle.

"Piece of UARS" just won't have the same ring as "Piece of Skylab" when you run across a random unidentifiable metal object.

rolly wrote:"Piece of UARS" just won't have the same ring as "Piece of Skylab" when you run across a random unidentifiable metal object.

What do you mean? Piece of U ARSe sounds like a made-for-british-television joke right there.
I for one welcome our newly descended broken-up satellite overlords.

Astroglide.

Since I don't play golf and live nowhere near a golf course, I gues my chances of getting hit are almost nil.

Well, that I don't happen to be in the Pacific Ocean at the moment.

Oh good. NASA says it's only over Canada and Africa. Big deal. I can drink more beer then go to bed.

NASA wrote:If you find something you think may be a piece of UARS, do not touch it. Contact a local law enforcement official for assistance.

Pssht. Right. Law Enforcement my ass--they'll try to shoot it then charge me with whatever. Anything I find is going straight onto my bike.

Zer0 wrote: Anything I find is going straight onto my bike.

The two men crept quietly through the dark and up the hill. Ahead the silhouette of a tent and motorcycle gleamed faintly in the starlight. Their target was the motorcycle, but Mr Luthor was very specific about leaving any loose ends, so they slowed their pace and approached the tent.

The small one silently unzipped the tent flap, and the big one reached inside. He liked doing it this way, clean, no mess after. And he wouldn't have to worry about getting a new set of clothes. It was done quickly.

The small one moved over to the bike. He searched around it and stopped at a metal box. It was about the size of a pack of cards, looked like it had been in a fire, and had a hole in one side like it had been hit by a bullet.

He pulled out a knife and pried it open. A small rock about the size of a marble was embedded in the shattered circuit boards within. It had a faint green glow in the darkness. He carefully pried it out with the tip of blade and dropped it into a small vial. It was heavy despite its size, three maybe four ounces. Mr Luthor would be pleased.