Okay, by now surely everyone's heard the story about the wacky astronaut who set off on a cross country "trek" to vanquish her rival for a fellow astronaut's affections.
Sure, people - even smart and successful people - can become unhinged and do ridiculous things in the name of love. Or fall for the wrong person. But let's leave that aside for a moment, and look at her plan.
She wore adult diapers to the confrontation so she wouldn't have to stop for bathroom breaks.
We took some road trips in college, where there were coolers full of beer in the car, and never once did this idea cross my mind. Does it really take that long to stop and take care of business? Could you not just leave 15 minutes early to account for stopping at Stuckey's? (you don't have to shop for bird feeders or pick up a pecan roll, ya know). Isn't that preferable to pissing yourself for 900 miles? Was this part of her pre-killing ritual? Maybe this was the "fuel" to psych herself up for the big event. Lord knows driving 15 hours across country sitting in your own piss and shit would make you kind of cranky upon arrival.
She put on a wig and trenchcoat.
She doesn't think a wig and trenchcoat looks a wee bit suspicious? In Orlando? Does she think she's master of disguise, Gene Parmesan?
Her cache of weapons.
In addition to the Bobby Valentine disguise and a pantsload of poop, they also found her with the following: pepper spray, a BB-gun, a new steel mallet, knife and rubber tubing. Okay, maybe Jack Bauer or MacGyver could save the world with this assortment, but huh? Was she gonna pull a Vinnie Barbarino and "up her nose with a rubber hose?" Tie her up with the tubing, then "tenderize" her with the mallet, adding a little pepper spray for flavoring? Put her eye out at x-mas? She had on a diaper, after all, didn't she have time to stop by Tank Johnson's house to stock up right?
I can't tell if this is the worst "evil plot" since Scooby-Doo, or the dumbest thing involving astronauts since the remake of Lost in Space ("hey, Dr. Smith, how you doin'?").
Wednesday, February 7, 2007
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