To: RocketMan who wrote (6283 ) 4/22/1998 10:13:00 PM From: Spytrdr Read Replies (1) | Respond to
Speaking of Ground Control, I think now it's the appropiate time to sing once more the DGIV song, here we go, everybody raise your palms and put your helmets on:
"Ground Control to Major Tom,
Ground Control to Major Tom,
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on.
Ground Control to Major Tom,
Commencing countdown, engines on
Check ignition and may God's love be with you.
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five,
four, three, two, one, liftoff
This is Ground Control to Major Tom,
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear.
Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare.
'This is Major Tom to Ground Control,
I'm stepping through the door
And I'm floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today.
For here am I sitting in a tin can.
Far above the world,
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do.
Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles,
I'm feeling very still,
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go.
Tell my wife I love her very much she knows.'
Ground Control to Major Tom
Your circuits dead, there's something wrong.
Can you hear me Major Tom?
Can you hear me Major Tom?
Can you hear me Major Tom?
Can you...
'Here I am floating round my tin can,
Far above the Moon,
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do.'
(David Bowie)
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message from RocketMan on Apr 22 1998 9:51PM EST
Hey, guys, remember I told you about this before the run up started late
yesterday afternoon. I don't know if you remember, but I told you I had
that LOVING FEELING! Did I have privileged information? Yeah! I am tuned
in to the vibrations emanating from ground control and coming all the
way up to this rocket, sending harmonic wavelets all the way back to the
engine room! Don't need no PR, don't need no faxes, don't need no news!!
